Song | The Earthquake 62 A.D. |
Artist | Triumvirat |
Album | Pompeii |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Fritz | |
Deceitful sunshine rose above | |
Pompeii, it's homes and streets | |
That morning of 5th February | |
Sixty-two a.d. | |
There were no signs of panic | |
And there were no signs of hate | |
Which turned out to be errors | |
Pre-arranged by human fate | |
The way of life did not contain the chance | |
Of times to end | |
No use in shooting arrows | |
When the bow is overbent | |
They failed to please their gods | |
They didn't please their mother earth | |
Destruction was the only way | |
To give room to new life | |
These modern sources will change the times | |
The warning born in unknown skies | |
Had deathly been ignored | |
Pompeii's lights were fading out | |
That afternoon was short | |
The planet opened up it's mouth | |
To gulp it all away | |
The night Pompeii died | |
Seemed like the devil's fair | |
A morbid deal was signed and sealed | |
Vesuvius raised his hands, | |
"We'll see you there!" |
zuo qu : Fritz | |
Deceitful sunshine rose above | |
Pompeii, it' s homes and streets | |
That morning of 5th February | |
Sixtytwo a. d. | |
There were no signs of panic | |
And there were no signs of hate | |
Which turned out to be errors | |
Prearranged by human fate | |
The way of life did not contain the chance | |
Of times to end | |
No use in shooting arrows | |
When the bow is overbent | |
They failed to please their gods | |
They didn' t please their mother earth | |
Destruction was the only way | |
To give room to new life | |
These modern sources will change the times | |
The warning born in unknown skies | |
Had deathly been ignored | |
Pompeii' s lights were fading out | |
That afternoon was short | |
The planet opened up it' s mouth | |
To gulp it all away | |
The night Pompeii died | |
Seemed like the devil' s fair | |
A morbid deal was signed and sealed | |
Vesuvius raised his hands, | |
" We' ll see you there!" |
zuò qǔ : Fritz | |
Deceitful sunshine rose above | |
Pompeii, it' s homes and streets | |
That morning of 5th February | |
Sixtytwo a. d. | |
There were no signs of panic | |
And there were no signs of hate | |
Which turned out to be errors | |
Prearranged by human fate | |
The way of life did not contain the chance | |
Of times to end | |
No use in shooting arrows | |
When the bow is overbent | |
They failed to please their gods | |
They didn' t please their mother earth | |
Destruction was the only way | |
To give room to new life | |
These modern sources will change the times | |
The warning born in unknown skies | |
Had deathly been ignored | |
Pompeii' s lights were fading out | |
That afternoon was short | |
The planet opened up it' s mouth | |
To gulp it all away | |
The night Pompeii died | |
Seemed like the devil' s fair | |
A morbid deal was signed and sealed | |
Vesuvius raised his hands, | |
" We' ll see you there!" |