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- Titre : Viva la Vida
- Album : Viva la Vida
- Année : 2008
Paroles :
I used to rule the world
Seas would rise when i gave the word
Now in the morning I sweep alone
Sweep the streets that I use to own
I used to roll the dice
Feel the fear in my ennemies' eyes
Listen as the crowd would sing
Now the old king is dead long live the king
One minute I held the key
Next the walls were closed on me
I discovered that my castles stand
Upon pillars of salt and pillars of sand
I hear Jerusalem bells a ringing
The roman cavalry choirs are singing
Be my mirror my sword and shield
My missionaries in a foreign field
For some reason I can't explain
Once you go there was never, never a honest word
That was when I ruled the world
It was the wicked and wild wind
Blew down the doors to let me in
Shattered windows and the sound of drums
People couldn't believe what i'd become
Revolutionaries wait
For my head on a silver plate
Just a puppet on a lonely string
Oh who would ever want to be king ?
I hear Jerusalem bells a ringing
The roman cavalry choirs are singing
Be my mirror my sword and shield
My missionaries in a foreign field
For some reason I can't explain
I know Saint Peter won't call my name
Never a honest word
But that was when I ruled the world
I hear Jerusalem bells a ringing
The roman cavalry choirs are singing
Be my mirror my sword and shield
My missionaries in a foreign field
For some reason I can't explain
I know Saint Peter won't call my name
Never a honest word
But that was when I ruled the world.
Seas would rise when i gave the word
Now in the morning I sweep alone
Sweep the streets that I use to own
I used to roll the dice
Feel the fear in my ennemies' eyes
Listen as the crowd would sing
Now the old king is dead long live the king
One minute I held the key
Next the walls were closed on me
I discovered that my castles stand
Upon pillars of salt and pillars of sand
I hear Jerusalem bells a ringing
The roman cavalry choirs are singing
Be my mirror my sword and shield
My missionaries in a foreign field
For some reason I can't explain
Once you go there was never, never a honest word
That was when I ruled the world
It was the wicked and wild wind
Blew down the doors to let me in
Shattered windows and the sound of drums
People couldn't believe what i'd become
Revolutionaries wait
For my head on a silver plate
Just a puppet on a lonely string
Oh who would ever want to be king ?
I hear Jerusalem bells a ringing
The roman cavalry choirs are singing
Be my mirror my sword and shield
My missionaries in a foreign field
For some reason I can't explain
I know Saint Peter won't call my name
Never a honest word
But that was when I ruled the world
I hear Jerusalem bells a ringing
The roman cavalry choirs are singing
Be my mirror my sword and shield
My missionaries in a foreign field
For some reason I can't explain
I know Saint Peter won't call my name
Never a honest word
But that was when I ruled the world.
TRASHxONE, Posté le lundi 27 juillet 2009 05:44
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