Тексты песен «Prussian Blue»

As I sit here staring, My heart is yearning, For just one glance, From you. As my heart's here pounding, As our eyes are bounding, All I ever wanted was you, Maybe someday. All I ever wanted, Was to feel wanted, All I...

When the man who plows the fields is driven from his lands. When the carpenter must give away what he's built with his own hands. When a mother's only children belong to her no more. And black masked men with guns come...

What do you think of me Now that you know who I am What do you think of me What do you think of that plan That we had for so long Why did it have to change (Chorus) I'm still the same your the one whose changed I'm...

You're gone with the breeze, just like the leaves on the trees. Gone are the times with your family ,your family. You left Dark behind. You knew they had your death warrant signed. But there was no way that you would...

Well how do you do, young Willie McBride? Do you mind if I sit here down by your grave side, A rest for a while in the warm summer sun? I've been walking all day and I'm nearly done. I see by your gravestone that you...

Endless years in a prison cell, endless years in a living hell. A soldier of the first, with a tail to tell. Of why he foughtto save his own kind, an image of beauty, he sees in his mind Of a beautiful maiden, now...

Hey Hey Every day, See you at school, What can I say, You, You You seem so cool, You glance at me and I turn a fool. My, My By and by, Tell me your name, And don't be shy. Oh, oh What do you know, You like me too, And...

I see you all around me. I see the apathy in your eyes, knowing not what it means to be free, watching as the White flame dies. It means nothing to you, Pride is an unknown trait. Tell me what are you gonna do run and...

"Lo, there do I see my father. Lo, there do I see my mother and my sisters and my brothers. Lo, there do I see the line of my people back to the beginning. Lo, they do call to me, they bid me take my place amongst...

You can stay afraid Alone in the dark But at least I'm out here In the lighta'a.. At least I'm not afraid To say what I think While your thoughts stay hidden Out of sighta'a. So there's not a problem With the way I was...

Ocean Of Warriors As I look over yonder What do I see I see the masses growing Like a raging sea Men and women of valor Willing to die to reach vallhalla What do I see up over there Today's stormtroopers ready for the...

The scent of an new mown meadow wafts gently through the bars. The sound of summer harvesting can be heard from afar. The beauty of our Vinland is a beauty hard to beat. But the heart has been corrupted by a change in...

Ob's sta?armt oder schneit, Ob die Sonne uns lacht, Der Tag gla?ahend heia?' Oder eiskalt die Nacht. Bestaubt sind die Gesichter, Doch froh ist unser Sinn, Ist unser Sinn; Es braust unser Panzer Im Sturmwind...

There is a road and it leads to Valhalla Where only the Chosen are allowed. There is a boy with a dream of Valhalla, A place in the land of the Gods. But in the heart, where the fire burns forever, Where life goes on...

He fought so strong for our race. We're finally back in our place. It took his life, my dear son, and now it's over the war is won. Our Race was saved because the lives that were sacrificed: those men that died.....

We are sisters, UGLY and PROUD. We feel the poo as it comes out. We don't care if it's green or yellow, as long as it smells poopy. We know we can't compare ourselves with Mary Kate and Ashley in 'beauty', but we got a...

As the man crosses the river He knows what's on the other side He knows it isn't pretty But for his Cause risks his life As the man reaches the shore Got bumps and bruises along the way He is willing for so much more...

(words by David Lane and music by Lamb) Endless years in a prison cell, endless years of a living hell. A soldier of the Folk, with a tale to tell. Of why he fought to save his own kind, an image of beauty, he sees in...

He sat in a room in a square the color of blood. He'd rule the whole world if there was a way that he could. He'd sit and he'd stare at the minarets on top of the towers, for he was the Beast as he hatched his new plan...

The Stranger within my gate, He may be true or kind, But he does not talk my talk' I cannot feel his mind. I see the face and the eyes and the mouth, But not the soul behind. The men of my own stock They may do ill or...