Blind Guardian - Spread your wings
Tekst :
Sammy was low,
just watching the show,
over and over again.
He knew it was time,
he d made up his mind,
to leave his dead life behind.
His boss said to him
boy, you d better begin
to get those crazy notions
right out of your head
Sammy who do you think that you are?
You should have been sweeping,
at the emerald bar.
spread your wings and fly away,
fly away, far away.
Spread your little wings and fly away
fly away, far away.
Pull yourself together,
cause you know you should do better,
that s because you re a free man.
He spends his evenings alone,
in his hotelroom.
Keeping his thoughts to himself,
he d be leaving soon.
Wishing he was miles and miles away,
nothing in this world, nothing,
would make him stay.
Since he was small,
had no luck at all,
nothing came easy to him.
Now it was time,
he d made up his mind,
this could be my last change
His boss said to him
now listen boy, you re always dreaming,
you got no real ambition,
you won t get worried for.
Sammy, boy don t you know who you are?
why can t you be happy,
at the emerald bar?
(So honey) spread you wings and fly away,
fly away, far away.
spread your little wings and fly away,
fly away, far away.
pull yourself together,
cause you know you should do better,
that s because your a free man.
come on honey (fly with me)... Inne utwory
Born in a mourning hall The Eldar Otherland Run for the night Trial by fire Goodbye my friend Lionheart The Martyr Celtic spirit Fly To France Follow the blind Beyond the realms of death Dead of the night Battlefield A past and future secret Losowe utwory
CHODZĘ SOBIE, MOJEGO MIASTA ULICAMI
CHODZĘ SOBIE, CAŁYMI DNIAMI
A WY TAK DZIWNIE SIĘ NA MNIE PATRZYCIE
TAK, JA WIEM CO O MNIE MYŚLICIE
CHODZĘ SOBIE, MOJEGO MIASTA ULICAMI
CHODZĘ SOBIE, CAŁYMI DNIAMI
A WY TAK DZIWNIE SIĘ NA MNIE PATRZYCIE
NIE, NIE, WCALE SIĘ NIE MYLICIE
REF.
There goes Elvis kicking up a landslide
Close shave now he’s back on the flipside
Stretch taxi gonna fly me to the Hollywood Bowl
It’s a bitch Jack when you need some feedback
You hang while they hold you and you never get the ring back...
I want a barefoot ballad yes a barefoot ballad
Won t you play for me a down home country song
Cause when I kick my shoes off and I kick my blues off
With a barefoot ballad you just can t go wrong
Give me a honk-tonk fiddle...
You re such a poet
I wish I could be Wesley Willis
My words would flow like honey
Sweet and laid on thick
You re so edgy
You don t even need a rhyming dictionary
I wipe my hands on your jeans
Cause they are more distressed
So they say you ve got a CD
And they claim you...
It cannot be seen
But there s blood on the green
Only god knows I m innocent
Take me, take me home
A dark seed reigns in me
Like the storm rules over the sea
I challenge thee, do not cross this bridge alone
Don t dare me now