歌曲 | The Privateer |
歌手 | Running Wild |
专辑 | Black Hand Inn |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Kasparek | |
The privateer is watching, the moon provides the only light | |
Roaring winds are blowing, a flag appears out of the night | |
Guns are spitting fire, the cannonball tears up the rail | |
The vessel's changing course, the thunderstorm blows up the sail | |
A furious fight is raging, red-hot cannon's shooting hard | |
Ironballs are flying, tearing all the planks apart | |
His allseeing spy-glass is aiming at the sea | |
No mariner has the slightest chance to flee | |
His crystal ball's revealing where he has to steer | |
He fights the covered evil without a fear | |
Oh, the privateer | |
The sea-dog's realmed in legends, it said he had the second sight | |
His assignment must be holy, he fought the fight with power and pride | |
The key to ancient wisdom, the power to have seen the truth | |
He'll return to holy ground, where his tortured soul had died in youth | |
His allseeing spy-glass is aiming at the sea | |
No mariner has the slightest chance to flee | |
His crystal ball's revealing where he has to steer | |
He fights the covered evil without a fear | |
Oh, the privateer | |
His allseeing spy-glass is aiming at the sea | |
No mariner has the slightest chance to flee | |
His crystal ball's revealing where he has to steer | |
He fights the covered evil without a fear | |
Oh, the privateer |
zuo ci : Kasparek | |
The privateer is watching, the moon provides the only light | |
Roaring winds are blowing, a flag appears out of the night | |
Guns are spitting fire, the cannonball tears up the rail | |
The vessel' s changing course, the thunderstorm blows up the sail | |
A furious fight is raging, redhot cannon' s shooting hard | |
Ironballs are flying, tearing all the planks apart | |
His allseeing spyglass is aiming at the sea | |
No mariner has the slightest chance to flee | |
His crystal ball' s revealing where he has to steer | |
He fights the covered evil without a fear | |
Oh, the privateer | |
The seadog' s realmed in legends, it said he had the second sight | |
His assignment must be holy, he fought the fight with power and pride | |
The key to ancient wisdom, the power to have seen the truth | |
He' ll return to holy ground, where his tortured soul had died in youth | |
His allseeing spyglass is aiming at the sea | |
No mariner has the slightest chance to flee | |
His crystal ball' s revealing where he has to steer | |
He fights the covered evil without a fear | |
Oh, the privateer | |
His allseeing spyglass is aiming at the sea | |
No mariner has the slightest chance to flee | |
His crystal ball' s revealing where he has to steer | |
He fights the covered evil without a fear | |
Oh, the privateer |
zuò cí : Kasparek | |
The privateer is watching, the moon provides the only light | |
Roaring winds are blowing, a flag appears out of the night | |
Guns are spitting fire, the cannonball tears up the rail | |
The vessel' s changing course, the thunderstorm blows up the sail | |
A furious fight is raging, redhot cannon' s shooting hard | |
Ironballs are flying, tearing all the planks apart | |
His allseeing spyglass is aiming at the sea | |
No mariner has the slightest chance to flee | |
His crystal ball' s revealing where he has to steer | |
He fights the covered evil without a fear | |
Oh, the privateer | |
The seadog' s realmed in legends, it said he had the second sight | |
His assignment must be holy, he fought the fight with power and pride | |
The key to ancient wisdom, the power to have seen the truth | |
He' ll return to holy ground, where his tortured soul had died in youth | |
His allseeing spyglass is aiming at the sea | |
No mariner has the slightest chance to flee | |
His crystal ball' s revealing where he has to steer | |
He fights the covered evil without a fear | |
Oh, the privateer | |
His allseeing spyglass is aiming at the sea | |
No mariner has the slightest chance to flee | |
His crystal ball' s revealing where he has to steer | |
He fights the covered evil without a fear | |
Oh, the privateer |