Moonspell - Darkening
Tekst :
A cutting smile. One final mistake.
The frozen tides keep heading South
My broken home. Not far from you.
Surrender slow. I will move with you.
To wherever Nothing you lead me into
And they travelled into the darkening
Whitening the worlds behind
We have reached the southernmost
And we want to know why.
Wishbone. The time has come to choose alone.
To crack the code.
While you are young,
while you feel strong.
Have your revenge, rape what you saw.
The Midnight sun arrived so late.
Furious and fast.
And they travelled into the darkening
Whitening the worlds behind
We have reached the southernmost
And we want to know why.
And they travelled into the darkening
Frightening the Ones behind
We have reached the horrormost
Dare not to know why.
Darkening. Whitening. Frightening. Weakening.
Inne utwory
Magdalene Heartshaped abyss Rapaces Os Ssenhorres da guerra (english) Raven claws Tired Vampiria Os senhorres da guerra Memento mori A poisoned gift A walk on the darkside Fullmoon madness Ruin & misery A hell of place Wolfshade Losowe utwory
When the truth is found
to be lies
and all the joy
within you dies
Don´t you want somebody to love?
Don´t you need somebody to love?
Wouldn ´t you love somebody to love?
You better find somebody to love?
No wonder you re looking thin
when all that you live on
is lipgloss and cigarettes
And scraps at the end of the day when
he s given the rest
to someone with long black hair
All those nights in, making such a mess of the bed
Oh you never ever want to go home
And he wants...
Tak jak nigdy czuję się
w głowie zgiełk a w sercu żar
chyba zakochałam się
nie wiem co powiedzieć mam
kochany proszę cię
bądź przy mnie cały czas
tak dobrze dziś mi jest
niech to święto wiecznie trwa
Ref:
Proszę daj mi
wieczory pełne zatracenia
daj mi
te słodkie chwile...
Dis goes out to all dem Summerbunnys
time fe relax time fe do it right
Om balla eyo Coco eyo my People move out
Take me to the Isle of Paradise
Summertime is on my side
Take me to the place where the Sun...
Ohnny come lately on a Saturday night
singin how-de-do *
backstreet boogie in the house of delight
where they steal the show
the money come sour but the ladies are sweet
and it s a love affair
whole place rockin , people stompin...