Bruce Dickinson - Arc of space

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There, on a lonely desert hilltop
The pilgrims huddle closer
Waiting for a sign, the coming silver shrine
The Arc Of Space and time

Truth, oh the truth is never clear
Perhaps again next year
Hope lives on, beneath the blazing sun
That one day you ll come

In my heart I reach you
In my heart I reach out to you
In my heart I touch the face of god
In my dreams somehow

(repeat)

Truth, oh the truth is never clear
Perhaps again next year
Hope lives on, beneath the blazing sun
That one day you ll come

Inne utwory

  • King in crimson
  • Killing floor
  • No way out
  • Chemical wedding
  • Laughting in the hiding bush
  • Trumpets of Jericho
  • Shoot all the clowns
  • Zulu lulu
  • Bring your taughter to the slaughter
  • Faith
  • Devil on a hog
  • Lickin the gun
  • The alchemist
  • Inside the machine
  • Tattooed millionaire
  • The ghost of cain
  • The road to hell

    • Losowe utwory

    Le prince bleu

    Dead so I ve played to merely turn him on
    Don t let creed take too much of us
    He ll rivet hard to suffer rotten wrong
    The prince s mood darkens me strong

    C est lui,
    Mon prince bleu, mon soleil
    Chantant dans mon sommeil
    Des mot, des monts et merveilles
    Attendant que je m éveille

    C...

    Flowers of the forest

    I ve heard them lilting
    At are you milking
    And I ve heard them lilting
    Before light a-day

    Now they are mourning
    For all time a-lilting
    The flowers of the forest
    Are all ?wean? away

    Sad they for the order
    That sent them to the border
    The English by guile...

    Un viaje tenue

    Un desierto interior... calmo mis ansias
    Un jardín de extremidad, el viaje tenue
    Xochimilco-santa fé... mis labios llenos!
    Y en los ojos descubrió... el alma en celo
    (ah...ah...?)

    Y la esquirla en la razón... hombre devoto
    Una virgen en su corral, espera senil.
    No digas que no avisé... está llegando

    No vas! (no vas) a sentirme regresar
    No vas!...

    Lied

    Here i lied, wide awake, feeling nothing...
    Here i lied
    Didn t speak, just said nothing
    Here i liked, stretched the truth,
    Gave you the answers you wanted

    As i reach for
    Another quick thing to say
    I ve lied

    Meanwhile...
    Here they lied, wide awake, feeling nothing
    Here they lied
    Side by side
    Far away
    Tin men and soldiers are bringing you...

    Frio

    Vivo encerrado
    En palabras que obvié
    Las que nunca pude.
    Decirte con mi voz.

    Y tan tarde resigné
    Mi profunda estupidez
    Y el tiempo me ahorcó
    En un ricón

    Y mis días son domingos
    Mis veranos son tan necios
    Y mis soledad es
    Terriblemente encantadora

    Y los fríos y la luz
    Y las noches y el dolor
    Antes de cegarme
    Preguntaste quién era yo!!!

    Los jueces...