Bruce Dickinson - Born in 58
Tekst :
Born in a mining town in 58.
When black and white TV was up to date.
And men where still around.
Who fought for freedom. Stood their ground and died.
That I could be alive and see the damage,
that we ve managed since.
In this septred isle. Is nothing sacred.
Just a one square mile.
[CHORUS:]
Justice and Liberty. You can buy what you don t get free.
In a world of steel and glass. We bury our past.
On and On. We slept till dawn. When we awoke, we hardly spoke.
My grandfather taught me how to fight.
Old fashioned stuff like wrong and right.
But all around I see his morals buried in a mess
Of money troubles, Born in a mining town in 58.
When black and white TV was up to date.
And men where still around.
Who fought for freedom, stood their ground and died.
[CHORUS.]
On and On. We slept till dawn.
When we awoke, it was, all the same.
Inne utwory
Trumpets of Jericho No way out Broken Star children Midnight jam Solar confinement Headswitch Gods of war Innerspace The road to hell Tears of the dragon Tattooed millionaire Machine men All the young dudes Losowe utwory
There s a boy I know
he s the one i dream of
looked into my eyes
take me to the clouds above
take me to the clouds above
(clouds above clouds above.....)
take me to the clouds above
(clouds above clouds above.....)
Take me to.. take me to.....
Sometimes when I m on my own
My bed too cold for one alone
I try to lose myself in dreams
But you re not here so I can t sleep
I suffer when the night is long
My heart cries out for yours is...
Ćmiła baba mak, nie wiedziała jak
Dziadek wiedział, że ma przedział a chinki na wspak
Żarzy baba mak, dziadek pyk i śpiewa tak:
Mam złotą głowę a śpiki brylantowe
Syfa młodsza córka, a synek ogórka
Żona ma raka brat to szmata
Jego dupa to żyleta
można sie nią golić
Well billy rapped all night about his suicide.
Said he could kick it in the head when he was 25.
Speed jive. Don t wanna stay alive when your 25.
And Wendy s stealing clothes from Marks And Sparks.
And Freddie s got spots from ripping...
Kto nigdy nie żył
Nigdy nie umiera
Nic nie utraci ten, co nie miał nic
Ten kto nie kochał, nie wie co tęsknota
Nie wie co gorycz, kto bez marzeń śni
Co piękne jest, także jest i dobre
Ziemia, morze i gwiazdy
Księżyc, słońca blask
Lecz poza nimi trwoga i cierpienie,
A tam gdzie miłość, tam podąża śmierć
A tam...