Song | The Old Walls |
Artist | Revoltons |
Album | Night Visions |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Corona, Revoltons | |
I am standing in front of the Old Walls& | |
Not much remains of the ancient glory | |
I close my eyes, the wind whispers to me | |
Sounds of a time gone by | |
I'm lost in my thoughts, when | |
An old man appears to me: | |
"Let the memories reach your mind", he says | |
And suddenly he disappears | |
Walking through the green | |
Scenes of past life run through my head | |
Just like memories lost in time | |
Tappin' at my mind | |
So my soul meets the truth | |
The Walls seem to speak | |
[Chorus:] | |
I am standing in front of the Old Walls | |
A mystic place consumed | |
And forgotten by time | |
But still alive in my mind | |
The ghost of The Keeper | |
Wanders on the hill | |
He's crying on the ashes | |
Of the ancient glory | |
But what has been will remain | |
I'm reliving the past in the present: | |
My soul flies over the gates | |
Of a hidden dimension | |
Like a wandering spirit | |
And The Keeper reappears to me: | |
"Remember : memories are not | |
What has gone by, but a world to be relived!" | |
He says and disappears again | |
Now I think over the scenes I've seen | |
My soul meets the truth | |
The old wise man is smiling at me | |
The Walls seem to speak | |
[Chorus] |
zuo qu : Corona, Revoltons | |
I am standing in front of the Old Walls | |
Not much remains of the ancient glory | |
I close my eyes, the wind whispers to me | |
Sounds of a time gone by | |
I' m lost in my thoughts, when | |
An old man appears to me: | |
" Let the memories reach your mind", he says | |
And suddenly he disappears | |
Walking through the green | |
Scenes of past life run through my head | |
Just like memories lost in time | |
Tappin' at my mind | |
So my soul meets the truth | |
The Walls seem to speak | |
Chorus: | |
I am standing in front of the Old Walls | |
A mystic place consumed | |
And forgotten by time | |
But still alive in my mind | |
The ghost of The Keeper | |
Wanders on the hill | |
He' s crying on the ashes | |
Of the ancient glory | |
But what has been will remain | |
I' m reliving the past in the present: | |
My soul flies over the gates | |
Of a hidden dimension | |
Like a wandering spirit | |
And The Keeper reappears to me: | |
" Remember nbsp: memories are not | |
What has gone by, but a world to be relived!" | |
He says and disappears again | |
Now I think over the scenes I' ve seen | |
My soul meets the truth | |
The old wise man is smiling at me | |
The Walls seem to speak | |
Chorus |
zuò qǔ : Corona, Revoltons | |
I am standing in front of the Old Walls | |
Not much remains of the ancient glory | |
I close my eyes, the wind whispers to me | |
Sounds of a time gone by | |
I' m lost in my thoughts, when | |
An old man appears to me: | |
" Let the memories reach your mind", he says | |
And suddenly he disappears | |
Walking through the green | |
Scenes of past life run through my head | |
Just like memories lost in time | |
Tappin' at my mind | |
So my soul meets the truth | |
The Walls seem to speak | |
Chorus: | |
I am standing in front of the Old Walls | |
A mystic place consumed | |
And forgotten by time | |
But still alive in my mind | |
The ghost of The Keeper | |
Wanders on the hill | |
He' s crying on the ashes | |
Of the ancient glory | |
But what has been will remain | |
I' m reliving the past in the present: | |
My soul flies over the gates | |
Of a hidden dimension | |
Like a wandering spirit | |
And The Keeper reappears to me: | |
" Remember nbsp: memories are not | |
What has gone by, but a world to be relived!" | |
He says and disappears again | |
Now I think over the scenes I' ve seen | |
My soul meets the truth | |
The old wise man is smiling at me | |
The Walls seem to speak | |
Chorus |