Shakira - Hips Don't Lie [Bardcore / Medieval Style Cover]

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#bardcore #tavernwave #medieval #medievaltiktok

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The song (and others) is finally up on Spotify, Deezer and Youtube Music. I'm also trying to get it up onto Apple Music (and a few others)!

stantough
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“Peasant boy, trust mine intuition and mine hips, for they lie not.”

bradendredge
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"Mine childbearing hips doeth not tell falsehoods!"

blissinchains
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“Mine Hips Shall Not Bear False Witness”

theking
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Well, we already knew Shakira doesn't age, but I never thought she was THAT old

six.elevstn
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“Thy ankles shan’t lie” - Shakira 1430

Sam-boes
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"dear! is there a storm brewing outside?!"
"Nay, tis that next door maiden flaunting her ankles again! the deviant!"

mkross
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1347 - stay at home to avoid the plague
2020 - stay at home to avoid the plague

ironically, the music is the same

navaryn
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It's honestly astounding how much this song sounds more appropriate in a medieval style than in a modern variant.

SpunkMcKullins
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*Me:* might I request thou passeth the aux cord?
*Minstrel:* thou hadst better not play something unpleasant
Me:

JonathanOgdenMusic
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When the pub gets a little wild and mary shows her ankles

sarahmiller
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this fair maiden makes a peasant want to learn latin

sasukedante
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In days of yore, where castles stood,
A tale of hips, both strong and good,
Fair maiden moves with ancient grace,
Her hips a dance, a poet's embrace.

Chorus:
Hips that sway in candlelight,
A bard's delight, a wondrous sight,
In medieval halls they gleam,
Her hips, a mesmerizing dream.

Through meadows green and forests deep,
Her hips in rhythms, secrets keep,
With every step, a saga told,
In verses bright, in rhymes of gold.

Chorus:
Hips that sway in candlelight,
A bard's delight, a wondrous sight,
In medieval halls they gleam,
Her hips, a mesmerizing dream.

Beneath the moon, by starry streams,
Her hips inspire the sweetest dreams,
In troubadour's enchanting lore,
Her hips, a song forevermore.

Chorus:
Hips that sway in candlelight,
A bard's delight, a wondrous sight,
In medieval halls they gleam,
Her hips, a mesmerizing dream.

So ends this tale of hips divine,
In bardic verses, they entwine,
A timeless dance, a lullaby,
In echoes of a medieval sky.

Fythos
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We used to dance to this in the club in 600AD. I miss those days.

marielcarey
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Performing a sensual dance to distract his majesty while mine homegirl slips poison into his chalice.

devyt
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I feel so nostalgic hearing this, good old days when our single concern was about being burned to death, tied on a shaft, falsely accused of witchcraft

giulianorossi
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Heard this song after 700 years. Ahh Those good old days.

theprrashantt
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Funny how Shakespeare hasn't released anything after this song came out

pogiouji
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"Thy bones of the pelvis sway ever so gracefully, I doeth not spread falsehood, foolish man!"

arius
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Forgive me Lord, lust has taken control of me; I'm tempted show my shoulders on this fair evening

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