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Monday, October 27, 2008 - ore 13:10
VIVA LA VIDA..
(categoria: " Vita Quotidiana ")
I used to rule the world Seas would rise when I gave the word Now in the morning I sleep alone Sweep the streets I used to own I used to roll the dice Feel the fear in my enemy’s eyes Listen as the crowd would sing: “Now the old king is dead! Long live the king!” One minute I held the key Next the walls were closed on me And I discovered that my castles stand Upon pillars of salt, pillars of sand
I hear Jerusalem bells are ringing Roman Cavalry choirs are singing Be my mirror my sword and shield My missionaries in a foreign field For some reason I can not explain Once you know there was never, never an honest word That was when I ruled the world (Ohhh)
It was the wicked and wild wind Blew down the doors to let me in. Shattered windows and the sound of drums People could not believe what I’d become Revolutionaries Wait For my head on a silver plate Just a puppet on a lonely string Oh who would ever want to be king?
I hear Jerusalem bells are ringing Roman Cavalry choirs are singing Be my mirror my sword and shield My missionaries in a foreign field For some reason I can not explain I know Saint Peter won’t call my name Never an honest word And that was when I ruled the world (Ohhhhh Ohhh Ohhh)
Hear Jerusalem bells are ringings Roman Cavalry choirs are singing Be my mirror my sword and shield My missionaries in a foreign field For some reason I can not explain I know Saint Peter will call my name Never an honest word But that was when I ruled the world Oooooh Oooooh Oooooh”
