Moonspell - Os Ssenhorres da guerra (english)
Tekst :
Outside I hear the war lords
Already they sing hymns of victory
What s the history of this earth?
It s fear, that s it
And here are the men waiting
United in the destiny of the earth
No one remembers a time of peace
It s fear, that s it
O Earth, One more day is rising
And we can t lose it
It s so little the glory of a war
And the Mongers of war making it, without victories
No one remembers peace anymore
It s fear, that s it Inne utwory
Vampiria Tired I am the eternal spectator Alma mater From lowering skies Wolfshade Love crimes For a taste of eternity Crystal gazing Dreamless Hers is the twilight Darkness and hope Scorpion flower Selfabuse Os senhorres da guerra Mephisto Than the serpents in my arms Of Dream and drama Losowe utwory
We lost our green land
We lost our clean air
We lost our true wisdom
And we live in despair
Sisters, O sisters
Lets stand up right now
It s never too late
To start from the start
Wisdom, O wisdom
That s what we ask for
And yes, my...
I wanna feel this way
longer than time
I wanna know your dreams
and make them mine
I wanna change the world
Only for you
All the impossible
I wanna do
I wanna hold you close
Under the rain
I wanna kiss your smile
And feel the pain
I know what s beautiful
Looking at you
Here in a world of lies
You are the...
Geah
Compton
Geah
Where we from?
All day...
The Weeest Side...
All day
Nigga
We from the West Side
(1-5-9)
All the time
I gots to get mine so I ma take your
I do what I...
Chapter one
Television
The means of worldwide infection
A gesture of illicit excursions
Relentless
No sign of the defenses
Staggering
Militant advertising
Raping deep with the gift of persuasion
An act of desperation
Chapter two
A tradition
Based on intimidation
Of destruction
Maul the opposition
An illusion
Of democracy
No conclusion
Long live the legacy
Chapter three
Irritate the masses
Like asbestos in the lungs
Reduce my flesh to plastic
The needle hits...
Sui tuoi capelli biondi giocava il vento e poi,
un volto sconosciuto ha giocato i giorni miei.
Un accordo di chitarra non mi basta più,
io spingo gli occhi al cielo, un ala bianca c è.
Il giro del tuo sguardo più non vede me,