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Dmitry MetalLord
Лирика : Danse Macabre : Eva : Thick As Thieves
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8 февраля 10, 21:58
We promised to make a difference,
you and I
Both still young, feeling smart
Now in the light of this shaded lamp
I can almost see your smile
Dreamt of travelling land and sea
And thus we did, my friend,
you and me
Thick as thieves we were
Thick as thieves we were
Oh, and time was at our side
Well, at least so we believed
One day our nations prepared for a fight
And you and I had to join opposite sides
Never we shall behold the green fields
Or hear the birds sing in May
Our youth, our old day sacrificed
And with our lives we did pay
Dreamt of travelling land and sea
And thus we did, my friend,
you and me
Thick as thieves we were
Thick as thieves we were
Dreams shattered in filthy trenches
Our lungs filled with musterd gas
Beneath the grey skies,
in the fields of Flanders
Dreams shattered in filthy trenches
Our lungs filled with musterd gas
A torn cross bearing your name
in the grass
Oh, and time was at our side
Well at least so we believed
One day our nations prepaired for a fight
Oh, and time was at our side
Well at least so we believed
And you and I had to join opposite sides
Thick as thieves we were
you and I
Both still young, feeling smart
Now in the light of this shaded lamp
I can almost see your smile
Dreamt of travelling land and sea
And thus we did, my friend,
you and me
Thick as thieves we were
Thick as thieves we were
Oh, and time was at our side
Well, at least so we believed
One day our nations prepared for a fight
And you and I had to join opposite sides
Never we shall behold the green fields
Or hear the birds sing in May
Our youth, our old day sacrificed
And with our lives we did pay
Dreamt of travelling land and sea
And thus we did, my friend,
you and me
Thick as thieves we were
Thick as thieves we were
Dreams shattered in filthy trenches
Our lungs filled with musterd gas
Beneath the grey skies,
in the fields of Flanders
Dreams shattered in filthy trenches
Our lungs filled with musterd gas
A torn cross bearing your name
in the grass
Oh, and time was at our side
Well at least so we believed
One day our nations prepaired for a fight
Oh, and time was at our side
Well at least so we believed
And you and I had to join opposite sides
Thick as thieves we were
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