In the silence of the darkness
When all are fast asleep
I live inside a dream
Calling to your spirit
As a sail calls the wind
Hear the angels sing
Far beyond the sun
Across the western sky
Reach into the blackness
Find the silver line
In a voice I whisper
A candle in the night
We'll carry all our dreams
On a single beam of light
Close your eyes
Look into the dream
Winds of change
Will winds of fortune bring
Fly away to a rainbow in the sky
Gold is at the end
For each of us to find
There the road begins
Where another one will end
Here the four winds know
Who will break and who will bend
All to be the master of the wind
Falling stars
Now light my way
My life was written on the wind
Clouds above, clouds below
High ascend the dreams within
When the winds fill the sky
The clouds will move aside
And there will be the road to all our dreams
And for any day that stings
Two better days it brings
Nothing is as bad as it seems
Close your eyes, look into the dream
Winds of change will winds of fortune bring
(4 times)
Fly away to a rainbow in the sky
Gold is at the end
For each of us to find
There the road begins
Where another one will end
Here the four winds know
Who will break and who will bend
All to be the master of the wind
Fly away to a rainbow in the sky
Gold is at the end
For each of us to find
There the road begins
Where another one will end
Here the four winds know
Who will break and who will bend
All to be the master of the wind
Fly away to a rainbow in the sky
Gold is at the end
For each of us to find
There the road begins
Where another one will end
Here the four winds know
Who will break and who will bend
All to be the master of the wind
Manowar - Master of the wind
[Triumph of Steel]
P.D. Gacias por la canción, no sabes como me alegra los días.
4 comentarios:
Esta era la primera canción lenta que tarareaba en mi juventud. ¡Qué recuerdos!
La primera canción lenta que yo cantaba en mis tiempos mozos era el Don't Cry. Recuerdo que había grabado una cinta enterita con la misma canción... ¡una cinta de 90!
¡Dios! Hace tanto de eso...
Nostálgicos besos.
Yo no sueleo tararear, que conste. Y cuando lo hago son cosas molonas, de esas que te hacen berrear en los coches.
Esta es la excepción. Manowar molaban, pese a que muchos "cools" digan lo contrario.
Manowar molaban y molan. Los "cools" no tienen ni puta idea ¬¬
Un beso.
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