We Carry On

Crassus：

At last I Marcus Crassus was in command. But while I was still in Rome news came that the slaves had split. Crixus was leading his followers south to Apulia. We still had troops there and I ordered them to head off Crixus. Near Mount Carganus they caught him and twenty thousand slaves died in that battle. We had clipped the Hawks wings and to bring that home to Spartacus I sent him the blood-spattered head of Crixus on a spear. Ah yes that hurt him. But the next day he found an answer. He held Games to honour his dead friend. A contest of three hundred Roman prisoners to the death. Then he sent me the survivors Roman soldiers reduced to gladiators for the entertainment of gladiators -they wept and hung their heads as they told me. But secretly I smiled. This Spartacus was a savage but by the Gods he had imagination. He made a good enemy.

\"WE CARRY ON\"

Spartacus：

Moving on day by day

We make our way

The hours unravel

We travel on

The wind blows cold

Through the soul of the lonely night

We move again with morning light

We carry on

Carry on

We carry on

Carry on.

Uma kunguwe owabulala

Ubaba muuse khona

Manje khona azobona.

If you are the one who killed my father

Wake him up now -l want him to see me

Spartacus：

Moving on as we must

Through heat through dust

It seems the journey

Goes on and on

The sun beats down

As around us the road unfolds

And who knows what tomorrow holds

We carry on

Carry on

We carry on

Carry on

Uma kunguwe owabulala

Ubaba muuse khona

Manje khona azobona.

If you are the one who killed my father

Wake him up now -l want him to see me

Crassus：

Spartacus fought his way to the foothills of the Alps. But incredibly beyond the mountains lay another Roman army returning from the conquest of Spartacus' own land. There was nowhere for him to go：his way home blocked and l hard on his heels. What would he do With incredible swiftness he turned raced passed my army and was heading south again all Italy open to him.

At once l sent two legions to hang on his tail ordering their commander Mummius on no account to engage. The fool disobeyed me attacked and was utterly routed.

I paraded the five hundred survivors in front of my whole army. I spoke of the old Roman disciplines that had made us masters of the world. Decimation for example. \"Every tenth man step forward \"I shouted. And to the rest of my army. \"Draw swords and with the flats beat them to death beginning with Mummius\"

There in that bloody shambles my soldiers learnt that l meant to win.

Spartacus：

Moving on once again

Oh but who knows when

We'll find the shelter

We're searching for

The dream we've known

May be battered and blown away

But free we are and free we'll stay.

We carry on

Carry on

We carry on

Carry on.

Uma kunguwe owabulala

Ubaba muuse khona

Manje khona azobona.

If you are the one who killed my father

Wake him up now -l want him to see me

Crassus：

The effect was immediate. We brought Spartacus to battle near Picenum and drove his army from the field with fearful losses. Yes he had met his match at last. But still he would not give in. His hold over his followers was extraordinary. Somehow he rallied them evaded my pursuit and urged them southwards the length of Italy until at the very tip in the high rocky wastes of Scyllaeum looking down on the sea they found temporary safety. l made camp on the lower ground and waited. Spartacus only chance now was to cross the straits to Sicily and how could he do that without ships

We carry on

Carry on

We carry on

Carry on.

Uma kunguwe owabulala

Ubaba muuse khona

Manje khona azobona.

If you are the one who killed my father

Wake him up now -l want him to see me