Лазурный берег, горячий воздух, Большие пальмы, и в разных позах на песок. Ложатся парни, они скучают, Но мы порядок наведём. Море зовёт, волна поёт
Море зовёт меня и манит волнами, Оно голубое как небо и как ночь черное, Воздух настолько чистый, что тут никто не болеет, Никто не беспокоится какой
So young for death, we walk in shoes too big But you play it like a poet like you always did And I lay face upturned on the palm of God Pushed on by the
Never seen her glowing All that bright she's throwing like some aurora From her head it's growing Reaching to the ground And all around like a Navaho
Protect me from this boring life Diversify my days Into your sea I want to dive When I fall ill with haze Too many faults that you will find You`ve got
Mirror of tragic reflections I'll break your glass showing pain pain for the infernal vision pain for that red bloody rain Trapped in this lonely oblivion
I never made time, You never made much sense We never stood a chance, If we're honest. You were not the first, And I won't be the last, But if it makes
appena chiami sai che vengo,anche se fa un freddo tremendo qualunque cosa poi la prendo lo sai non mi tengo la vita corre e non intendo restare indietro
I have to reinvent myself now I could use some help Where's everybody else gone? I need a new "me" to arise, feed my shell to the fire A reputation built
Sun I called burning wheel Sword I called wolf of steel Star I called sword of light Rune I called sign in stone Man I called tree that thinks
Mein Sinn des Lebens ist personifiziert Mit deren Liebe dergleichen variiert In ihre Ketten gelegt fuhle ich mich unendlich frei Meine Todessehnsucht
Перевод: Форд, Дэвид. Я не забочусь, что Вы называете Меня.
Перевод: Зрение. Как Sea Of Flames.
Перевод: Сет Лейкман. Lady Of The Sea (слышал ее вызов).
Перевод: Vanitas. Вальс в море огня.
[limited edition bonus track] [written by: Luca Turilli/Alex Staropoli] Mirror of tragic reflections I'll break your glass showing pain pain for the
: [limited edition bonus track] [written by: Luca Turilli/Alex Staropoli] Mirror of tragic reflections I'll break your glass showing pain pain for
