Folklore

Carrot’s Call

Caaaaaaaaarroooottt (bis)
Come the day and come the hour
Come the power and the glory
We have come to answer
Our carrot’s call
Let’s unite at the arcades of Triumph

Chorus

Flyyyyyiiiinnng Raaaaaaabiiits
Together standing tall
Shoulder to shoulder
We’ll answer the carrot’s call

From the deep mines of Borinage
From the rugged hills of Ardennes
From the see of De Panne
And Knokke-le-Zoute
From the ten proud provinces of Belgium

Chorus

Outspread wings
And fast as fury
Our ears flap right into our faces
We will fly, until
We can fly no more
One thing’s damn sure we will catch that carrot

Chorus

Chorus

We’ll answer the carrot’s call

Chaud boulette

Chaauud, chaud boulette
Chaud, chaud, chaud, chaud boulette
Si tu es chaud boulette, moi je suis chaud boulette
Chaaauuud, chaud boulette
Chaud, chaud, chaud, chaud boulette
Si tu es chaud boulette, moi je suis chaud boulette

Quand les

Quuaaaand leees laaaapins sont montés sur le terrain,
C’est tout le stade qui tape dans ses mains.
On fait la fête jusqu’au petit matin,
Allez les gars, on reprend ce refrain.
Laaaaa laaa laaaaala la la la la la la la,

You take the short pass..

You take the short pass
And I’ll take the long pass
And I’ll get the footblock before you
‘Cause me and my carrot we’ll never lose a game
With the joly joly heart of the Rabbits
x3 faster and faster
The joly joly heart of the Raaaaa-aaaaaaa-BIT !

! Do it with the moves !