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quinta-feira, 21 de julho de 2022

Iron Maiden - Mother Russia


Mother Russia, how are you sleeping?
Middle winter cold winds blow
From the trees the snowflakes drifting
Swirling 'round like ghosts in the snow

Mother Russia, poetry majestic
Tells the tale of a great empire
Turning 'round, the old man ponders
Reminiscing an age gone by

Mother Russia, dance of the tsars
Hold up your heads, be proud of what you are
Now it has come, freedom at last
Turning the tides of history and your past

Mother Russia, dance of the tsars
Hold up your heads, remember who you are
Can you release the anger, the grief?
Can you be happy now your people are free?

sábado, 22 de dezembro de 2018

Iron Maiden - Run Silent Run Deep



The convoy lights are dead ahead
The Merchantmen lay in their bed,
The trump of... diesels hammers down,
In the oily sea - the killing ground,
His knuckles white his eyes alight,
He slams the hatch on the deadly night,
A cunning fox in the chickens lair
A hound of hell and the devil don't care

Running silent, running deep, we are your final prayer,
Warriors in secret sleep, a merchantman's nightmare,
A silent death lies waiting, for all of you below,
Running silent, running deep, sink into your final sleep

Chill the hearts of fighting men,
In open ocean wondering when?
The lethal silver fish will fly
The boat will shiver - men will die
A cast of millions - a part of play
Killer? Victim? Or fool for a day
Obeying an order - men have to die
Us or them - a well rehearsed lie

Running silent, running deep, we are your final prayer,
Warriors in secret sleep, a merchantman's nightmare,
A silent death lies waiting, for all of you below,
Running silent, running deep, sink into your final sleep

The lifeboats shattered the hull is torn,
The tar black smell of burning oil,
On the way down to Davy Jones,
Every man for himself - you're on your own
The wolf eyes watch the crosswire
"Stern tubes ready", "Aim and fire!"
They can pin some medal on your chest,
But in two more weeks - dead like the rest

Running silent, running deep, we are your final prayer,
Warriors in secret sleep, a merchantman's nightmare,
A silent death lies waiting, for all of you below,
Running silent, running deep, sink into your final sleep

quarta-feira, 9 de setembro de 2015

Iron Maiden - Bring Your Daughter To The Slaughter



Honey, it's getting close to midnight
And all the myths are still in town
True love and lipstick on your linen
Bite the pillow, make no sound
If there's some living to be done
Before your life becomes your tomb
You'd better know that I'm the one
So unchain your back door
Invite me around

Bring your daughter
Bring your daughter
To the slaughter
Let her go, let her go, let her go

Bring your daughter
Bring your daughter
To the slaughter
Let her go, let her go, let her go

Let her go!

Honey, it's getting close to daybreak
The sun is creeping in the sky
No patent remedies for heartache
Just empty words and humble pie
So get down on your knees, honey
Assume an attitude
You just pray I'll be waiting
Cause you know, you know I'm coming soon

Bring your daughter
Bring your daughter
To the slaughter
Let her go, let her go, let her go

Bring your daughter
Bring your daughter
To the slaughter
Let her go, let her go, let her go

So pick up your foolish pride
No going back
Nowhere, no way, no place to hide

Bring your daughter...
Bring your daughter...
Bring your daughter...
Bring your daughter...
Bring your daughter...
Bring your daughter...
Bring your daughter...
To the slaughter!

Bring your daughter...
Fetch your daughter...
Bring your daughter...
Fetch your daughter...
Bring your daughter...
Fetch your daughter...
To the slaughter

Bring your daughter
Bring your daughter
To the slaughter
Let her go, let her go, let her go

Bring your daughter
Bring your daughter
To the slaughter
Let her go, let her go, let her go

Bring your daughter
Bring your daughter
To the slaughter
Let her go, let her go, let her go

Gonna getcha!

domingo, 17 de junho de 2012

Iron Maiden - No Prayer For The Dying



There are times when I've wondered
And times when I've cried
When my prayers they were answered
At times when I've lied
But if you asked me a question
Would I tell you the truth
Now there's something to bet on
You've got nothing to lose

When I've sat by the window
And gazed at the rain
With an ache in my heart
But never feeling the pain
And if you would tell me
Just what my life means
Walking a long road
Never reaching the end

God give me the answer to my life
God give me the answer to my dreams
God give me the answer to my prayers
God give me the answer to my being