Fogelberg Dan lyrics
Fogelberg Dan lyrics
"Leader Of The Band Lyrics"
MOSKAU Lyrics
Moskau, fremd und geheimnisvoll, T?rme aus rotem Gold, kalt wie das Eis. Moskau, doch wer dich wirklich kennt, der wei?, ein Feuer brennt in dir so hei?. Kosaken hej, hej, hej, leert die Gl?se
Moskau, fremd und geheimnisvoll, T?rme aus rotem Gold, kalt wie das Eis. Moskau, doch wer dich wirklich kennt, der wei?, ein Feuer brennt in dir so hei?. Kosaken hej, hej, hej, leert die Gl?se
An only child
Alone and wild
A cabinet maker's son
His hands were meant
For different work
And his heart was known
To none --
He left his home
And went his lone
And solitary way
And he gave to me
A gift I know I never
can repay
A quiet man of music
Denied a simpler fate
He tried to be a soldier once
But his music wouldn't wait
He earned his love
Through discipline
A thundering, velvet hand
His gentle means of sculpting souls
Took me years to understand.
The leader of the band is tired
And his eyes are growing old
But his blood runs through
My instrument
And his song is in my soul --
My life has been a poor attempt
To imitate the man
I'm just a living legacy
To the leader of the band.
Heroes Lyrics
Heroes of the darkened past, Listen the tales of the wind 'Cause he has seen the history dying. Times of glory and of swords, Times of honor, Living idols, blood and steel, All these ar
different
For they heard another call
One went to Chicago
And the other to St. Paul
And I'm in Colorado
When I'm not in some hotel
Living out this life I've chose
And come to know so well.
I thank you for the music
And your stories of the road
I thank you for the freedom
When it came my time to go --
I thank you for the kindness
And the
The Skank Heads Lyrics
I'm living in a funny neighbourhood The blackies and the whities try to get along But here comes Johnny with divide and rule He's always fucking up But what-do-we-do we go and vote them in We give t
times when you got toughI'm living in a funny neighbourhood The blackies and the whities try to get along But here comes Johnny with divide and rule He's always fucking up But what-do-we-do we go and vote them in We give t
And, pap, I don't think I
Said 'I love you' near enough --
The leader of the band is tired
And his eyes are growing old
But his blood runs through
My instrument
And his song is in my soul --
My life has been a poor attempt
To imitate the man
I'm just a living legacy
To the leader of the band
I am the living legacy
To the leader of the band.