Wielu wielbicieli filmu zwróciło uwagę na jeden z utworów... Ja też zwróciłam na niego uwagę, nie
mogąć uwierzyć, że można aż tak, w kasowym filmie, zrzynać z czyjejś pracy.
W połowie lat 80-tych progresywna grupa rockowa Dire Straits nagrała piosenkę poświeconą
żołnierzom, w połowie lat 2000 producenci pozowlili, aby plagiat tego utworu pojawił się w
Hooligans...

Identyczna jest melodia, sposób śpiewania (cichy, trochę mamroczący, w stylu Marka Knopflera),
układ wersów. One Blood ma jedynie uboższy podkład dźwiękowy, ale to ta sama piosenka:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jhdFe3evXpk

Trochę przykre, że sciąga się od starych artystów. Producenci powinni umieścic nazwę Dire Straits
wśród napisów. I zapłacić.

In the far away fires
Where the hills forever burn
At the feet of our heroes
We try hard to learn
But the lesson is lost there
In the smoke and the mud
That we are one flesh, one breath, one life, one blood

Dire Straits:
These mist covered mountains
Are a home now for me
But my home is the lowlands
And always will be
Some day you'll return to
Your valleys and your farms
And you'll no longer burn to be brothers in arms

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I stood by the river
That ran red with shame
I stood in the killing fields
Where death had no name
I stood with my brothers
And away it flood
And we where one flesh, one breath, one life, one blood

Dire Straits:
Through these fields of destruction
Baptism of fire
I've witnessed your suffering
As the battles raged higher
And though they did hurt me so bad
In the fear and alarm
You did not desert me my brothers in arms

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Then I felt to the ground
Tasted ashes on my tongue
Thinking that only the death
Are forever young

Dire Straits:
There's so many different worlds
So many different suns
And we have just one world
But we live in different ones

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There was peace in the twilight
And for a moment among
It was a world without danger
A world without war
And I will take all your suffering
It will do any good
Cause we are one flesh, one breath, one life, one blood.

Dire Straits:
Now the sun's gone to hell
And the moon's riding high
Let me bid you farewell
Every man has to die
But it's written in the starlight
And every line on your palm
We're fools to make war on our brothers in arms.