歌曲 | Grimhilde |
歌手 | Excelsis |
专辑 | Kurt of Koppigen |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
In holy lands beneath the sun | |
Where the floers rise in spring | |
Lives my mother on the holy throne, | |
She wants to be the queen | |
The queen over darkness and hate | |
And creatures of the night | |
But I will think it's too late | |
Your life goes ever on and on | |
[Pre] | |
Out from the door where it began | |
No far ahead your life has gone | |
[Chorus] | |
But she can see deeper in your soul, | |
And she can take, the illusions in your soul | |
But she can see deeper in your soul, | |
She takes the illusions in your soul... illusions in your soul | |
Through here at journey's end she lies in the dark, so deep, | |
Believe in God, it is too late, I hope she dies | |
Above all shadows rides the sun, | |
Where the stars forever dwell, | |
I will not say your life is done, but it is still too late | |
[Chorus] | |
[Swiss-German] | |
Bosheit roubt dir dini Seeu | |
Hingerlischt stiuht dir di Verstang | |
Für Goud u Stuber, für das machsch aus | |
Sogar vor em Töte mauchsch du nit haut | |
In holy lands beneath the sun | |
Whee the flowers rise in spring | |
Lives my mother on the holy throne, | |
She wants to be the queen | |
[Chorus] |
In holy lands beneath the sun | |
Where the floers rise in spring | |
Lives my mother on the holy throne, | |
She wants to be the queen | |
The queen over darkness and hate | |
And creatures of the night | |
But I will think it' s too late | |
Your life goes ever on and on | |
Pre | |
Out from the door where it began | |
No far ahead your life has gone | |
Chorus | |
But she can see deeper in your soul, | |
And she can take, the illusions in your soul | |
But she can see deeper in your soul, | |
She takes the illusions in your soul... illusions in your soul | |
Through here at journey' s end she lies in the dark, so deep, | |
Believe in God, it is too late, I hope she dies | |
Above all shadows rides the sun, | |
Where the stars forever dwell, | |
I will not say your life is done, but it is still too late | |
Chorus | |
SwissGerman | |
Bosheit roubt dir dini Seeu | |
Hingerlischt stiuht dir di Verstang | |
Fü r Goud u Stuber, fü r das machsch aus | |
Sogar vor em T te mauchsch du nit haut | |
In holy lands beneath the sun | |
Whee the flowers rise in spring | |
Lives my mother on the holy throne, | |
She wants to be the queen | |
Chorus |
In holy lands beneath the sun | |
Where the floers rise in spring | |
Lives my mother on the holy throne, | |
She wants to be the queen | |
The queen over darkness and hate | |
And creatures of the night | |
But I will think it' s too late | |
Your life goes ever on and on | |
Pre | |
Out from the door where it began | |
No far ahead your life has gone | |
Chorus | |
But she can see deeper in your soul, | |
And she can take, the illusions in your soul | |
But she can see deeper in your soul, | |
She takes the illusions in your soul... illusions in your soul | |
Through here at journey' s end she lies in the dark, so deep, | |
Believe in God, it is too late, I hope she dies | |
Above all shadows rides the sun, | |
Where the stars forever dwell, | |
I will not say your life is done, but it is still too late | |
Chorus | |
SwissGerman | |
Bosheit roubt dir dini Seeu | |
Hingerlischt stiuht dir di Verstang | |
Fü r Goud u Stuber, fü r das machsch aus | |
Sogar vor em T te mauchsch du nit haut | |
In holy lands beneath the sun | |
Whee the flowers rise in spring | |
Lives my mother on the holy throne, | |
She wants to be the queen | |
Chorus |