Bathory - 109
Tekst :
Augsburg eagle 109
Mottled battle dress
Lifting-off climbing up high
Der scwarm lined up abreast
Cutting through the ice cold air
On wings burdened with fuel and led
I ll fly and fight my rest will come
At wars end or when I am dead
The word Frei Jagd is given
Arm your guns and set the trim
Watch out for the escort
Now let the hunt begin
Where eagles fly eternal sky
The battlefield up high
Twist and strike my mount of knights
My faithful Augsburg eagle 109
White contrails across the sky
Target sighted 2 o clock high
Steadily on giant wings in a box formation
Now the killing begins
I comence a run-in from astern
Six barrel s of mind sound
Trailing smoke the bomber tuble
Spinning nose down first towards the ground
Out of ammunition
Low on fuel I break away
To whell down refuel and rearm
To intercept their second wave
Hanging by your prop I climb
Again in the sky
Way above those blooded fields
My faithful Augsburg eagle 109
Inne utwory
Holocaust Twilight of the gods Massacre Dreaming of atlantean spires Enter the eternal fire Witch-storm Foreverdark woods 33 Something Of doom Enthroned in the temple of the serpent kings Ring of gold Crosstitution Century All in all i know Apocalypse No life at all Losowe utwory
Wolni,
zmęczeni, ale wolni
natchnieni, lecz spokoj
patrzymy na świat.
Uwierz, że to jest możliwe
naprawdę, uwierz
zetrzyj tylko fałsz wokół nas.
Żagle,
łapiemy wiatr jak żagle
jak dzieci w deszczu pragnień
chłodzimy swą twarz.
Wolni,
choć ślady pod koszulą
choć blizny aż pod skórą
odporne na czas.
...
We have raised a thousand voices just to lift your holy name
And we will raise thousands more to sing of your beauty in this place
None can even fathom, No, not one define your worth
As we marvel in your presence to the ends of the earth
[CHORUS]
We...
Confessor
Of the tragedies in man
Lurking in the core of us all
The last dying call for the everlost
Brief encounters, bleeding pain
Lepers coiled neath the trees
Dying men in bewildered soliloquys
Perversions bloom round the bend
Seekers, lost in...
He bought her a diamond for her throat
He put her in a ranch house on a hill
She could see the valley barbecues
From her window sill
See the blue pools in the squinting sun
Hear the hissing of summer lawns
He put up a barbed wire fence
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Czego potrzeba Ci, aby codziennie żyć?
Całować chwile, z każdą się żegnać,
przeżyć każdą z nich.
Kto wie, kto wie, kto wie
jak szczęśliwym być?
Kto wie, kto wie, kto wie?
Ja mam żabę i zawsze jej mówię:
jestem przy Tobie!
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