Coordinates: 52°03′N 2°29′W / 52.05°N 2.48°W / 52.05; -2.48 Brinsop is a small hamlet 6 miles north-west of Hereford, England: it has a uniquely well-preserved medieval church. The civil parish is called Brinsop and Wormsley. At the 2011 census it had a population of 131.
A small, but historic church set in characteristically wooded Herefordshire dell. Unfortunately most of the redsand stonework has been looted, still the original carved tympanum (similar to Kilpeck) dates from circa 1150–60 depicts St George on horseback, a knight crusader slaying a serpent-dragon, since before the construction of Brinsop Court. Typical of the Herefordshire much of its motifs are of fabulous creatures, some mythical. It borrowed heavily from Normandy for influences, probably Parthenay-le-Vieux, Poitou. But the voussoirs is similar to that at Shobdon within a sequence of zodiacal beasts.
There are two coffin lids in the church with foliated crosses. The early 14th century church of St George's has a single nave and chancel with an arcade of two bays and double-chamfered arches have a date of c1320, and two bays were added c. 1333–40. The north aisle was probably built after 1300 with Dec windows which have been isolated to date 1330–40, the church's original foundation was probably older. There are south facing windows with Y-tracery. Medieval wall paintings of 1300 of the south wall showing the Feast of the Annuniciation, the Visitation of the Angel Gabriel, and the Crucifixion of Christ are from early fourteenth century. The stoup is 15th century. The local medieval gentry were the Dansey family celebrated in the church; a tablet of William Dansey (d.1708) survives by Edward Stanton with large Corinthian pilasters and two putti. On the west wall is an even earlier stone inscription to William Dansey, 1628. More recent achaeological work has established that a medieval rampart existed to the south-east beyond the moat where a small pond was dug in 1969.
Comenzando desde El Principio,
Vine A Los Estados Unidos,
Como Mojado reconocido,
Ahi nos reunimos,
Los pocos que pasamos con hambre medio sufridos,
Reconoser mi beneficio,
Al edad de cinco anos viviendo un edificio,
En un departamento sencillo,
Perdido como una liebre entre la nieve,
Eramos siete,
Bueno.. menos mi jefe,
No supo ser so mi jefa le dijo vete,
Mis hermanos y mi carnala nadie supo nada,
Mi jefa la que lloraba,
Sin tener idea ibamos a clases,
Extranjero hasta la madre haciendo pases,
Gente desconocida,
Hablaba en otra idioma la neta que yo me habria,
Ni la menor idea de que se trata,
Forzado a aprender sin saber lo que me falta,
Uno que otro me extendio la mano,
Paisano, resaltamos como grano,
(Coro)(2x)
You can take me out the hood,
But you can't take the hood out me,
'Cause I'm 'a be where I come from,
'Cause I'm 'a be where I come from, si!
(Verso 2)
Viviendo una mentira, con verguenza, confundido,
Y no he comprendido que aqui todos,
Paresen ser paisanos,
Equivocado, todos son extranos,
Pensando que para todos era igual,
Comiendo tacos de tortilla con sal,
Me siento solo en lo obscuro,
Lo mas que aprendo lo mas que torturo,
A copiar a ser igual que los demas,
Hechando mentiras que mi madre no anda en bus
Escondo la verdad,
Y poco a poco me doy cuenta que todo esta normal,
En la casa historia diferente,
Pueda ser que hasta seamos parientes,
Por nacidos aqui se creen gabachos,
Y humillado quedo yo por ser del rancho,
(Coro)(2x)
You can take me out the hood,
But you can't take the hood out me,
'Cause I'm 'a be where I come from,
'Cause I'm 'a be where I come from, si
Y no importa donde me encuentre,
Siempre me acuerdo de 'onde vengo,
Pura raza mexicana.. 100%
(Verso 3)
Me preguntan que quien soy yo,
De donde vengo,
Con dos idiomas,
Que es lo que pretendo,
Iniciando los jales,
Aprovechando y picudo como nopales,
Yo no me quejo esta es mi pinche vida,
Como mi jefa buscando la salida,
No soy politico tampoco menso,
nos han querido hechar desde el comienzo,
Arrepentido porque mi personalidad es un engano,
Y pasa ano tras ano y sin pensarlo una vez,
Que estoy viviendo una vida al revez,
Y se me quita el ignorante,
Mande la vida falsa, a la chingada en un instante,
Me pueden sacar del rancho a pasos,
Pero a mi, el rancho no me lo sacan ni a madrazos
(Coro)(2x)
You can take me out the hood,
But you can't take the hood out me,
'Cause I'm 'a be where I come from,
'Cause I'm 'a be where I come from, si