Song | Viva La Vida |
Artist | Berk & The Virtual Band |
Album | Jazz Chill Vol. 3 |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
[00:10.53] | I hear Jerusalem’s bells are ringing |
[00:14.71] | Roman Cavalry choirs are singing |
[00:18.93] | Be my mirror, my sword and shield |
[00:22.97] | My missionaries in a foreign field |
[00:31.24] | |
[00:42.88] | I used to rule the world |
[00:47.38] | Seas would rise when I gave the word |
[00:50.63] | Now in the morning I sleep alone |
[00:55.68] | Sweep the streets I used to own |
[00:59.29] | I used to roll the dice |
[01:04.25] | Feel the fear in my enemy’s eyes |
[01:07.40] | Listen as the crowd would sing: |
[01:12.36] | “Now the old king is dead! |
[01:14.42] | Long live the king!” |
[01:15.97] | One minute I held the key |
[01:20.58] | Next the walls were closed on me |
[01:24.07] | And I discovered that my castles stand |
[01:29.03] | Upon pillars of salt, pillars of sand |
[01:33.74] | I hear Jerusalem’s bells are ringing |
[01:37.85] | Roman Cavalry choirs are singing |
[01:42.06] | Be my mirror, my sword and shield |
[01:46.07] | My missionaries in a foreign field |
[01:50.22] | For some reason I cannot explain |
[01:54.67] | Once you go there was never |
[01:57.83] | Never an honest word |
[02:02.49] | That was when I ruled the world |
[02:13.25] | |
[02:22.44] | It was the wicked and wild wind |
[02:27.68] | Blew down the doors to let me in |
[02:30.94] | Shattered windows and the sound of drums |
[02:35.84] | People could not believe what I’d become |
[02:39.70] | Revolutionaries wait |
[02:44.20] | For my head on a silver plate |
[02:47.61] | Just a puppet on a lonely string |
[02:52.59] | Oh who would ever want to be king? |
[02:56.95] | I hear Jerusalem’s bells are ringing |
[03:01.46] | Roman Cavalry choirs are singing |
[03:05.66] | Be my mirror, my sword and shield |
[03:09.67] | My missionaries in a foreign field |
[03:13.87] | For some reason I cannot explain |
[03:17.98] | I know Saint Peter won’t call my name |
[03:21.54] | Never an honest word |
[03:25.83] | But that was when I ruled the world |
[03:30.75] | |
[03:47.45] | Hear Jerusalem’s bells are ringing |
[03:51.62] | Roman Cavalry choirs are singing |
[03:56.23] | Be my mirror, my sword and shield |
[04:00.08] | My missionaries in a foreign field |
[00:10.53] | I hear Jerusalem' s bells are ringing |
[00:14.71] | Roman Cavalry choirs are singing |
[00:18.93] | Be my mirror, my sword and shield |
[00:22.97] | My missionaries in a foreign field |
[00:31.24] | |
[00:42.88] | I used to rule the world |
[00:47.38] | Seas would rise when I gave the word |
[00:50.63] | Now in the morning I sleep alone |
[00:55.68] | Sweep the streets I used to own |
[00:59.29] | I used to roll the dice |
[01:04.25] | Feel the fear in my enemy' s eyes |
[01:07.40] | Listen as the crowd would sing: |
[01:12.36] | " Now the old king is dead! |
[01:14.42] | Long live the king!" |
[01:15.97] | One minute I held the key |
[01:20.58] | Next the walls were closed on me |
[01:24.07] | And I discovered that my castles stand |
[01:29.03] | Upon pillars of salt, pillars of sand |
[01:33.74] | I hear Jerusalem' s bells are ringing |
[01:37.85] | Roman Cavalry choirs are singing |
[01:42.06] | Be my mirror, my sword and shield |
[01:46.07] | My missionaries in a foreign field |
[01:50.22] | For some reason I cannot explain |
[01:54.67] | Once you go there was never |
[01:57.83] | Never an honest word |
[02:02.49] | That was when I ruled the world |
[02:13.25] | |
[02:22.44] | It was the wicked and wild wind |
[02:27.68] | Blew down the doors to let me in |
[02:30.94] | Shattered windows and the sound of drums |
[02:35.84] | People could not believe what I' d become |
[02:39.70] | Revolutionaries wait |
[02:44.20] | For my head on a silver plate |
[02:47.61] | Just a puppet on a lonely string |
[02:52.59] | Oh who would ever want to be king? |
[02:56.95] | I hear Jerusalem' s bells are ringing |
[03:01.46] | Roman Cavalry choirs are singing |
[03:05.66] | Be my mirror, my sword and shield |
[03:09.67] | My missionaries in a foreign field |
[03:13.87] | For some reason I cannot explain |
[03:17.98] | I know Saint Peter won' t call my name |
[03:21.54] | Never an honest word |
[03:25.83] | But that was when I ruled the world |
[03:30.75] | |
[03:47.45] | Hear Jerusalem' s bells are ringing |
[03:51.62] | Roman Cavalry choirs are singing |
[03:56.23] | Be my mirror, my sword and shield |
[04:00.08] | My missionaries in a foreign field |
[00:10.53] | I hear Jerusalem' s bells are ringing |
[00:14.71] | Roman Cavalry choirs are singing |
[00:18.93] | Be my mirror, my sword and shield |
[00:22.97] | My missionaries in a foreign field |
[00:31.24] | |
[00:42.88] | I used to rule the world |
[00:47.38] | Seas would rise when I gave the word |
[00:50.63] | Now in the morning I sleep alone |
[00:55.68] | Sweep the streets I used to own |
[00:59.29] | I used to roll the dice |
[01:04.25] | Feel the fear in my enemy' s eyes |
[01:07.40] | Listen as the crowd would sing: |
[01:12.36] | " Now the old king is dead! |
[01:14.42] | Long live the king!" |
[01:15.97] | One minute I held the key |
[01:20.58] | Next the walls were closed on me |
[01:24.07] | And I discovered that my castles stand |
[01:29.03] | Upon pillars of salt, pillars of sand |
[01:33.74] | I hear Jerusalem' s bells are ringing |
[01:37.85] | Roman Cavalry choirs are singing |
[01:42.06] | Be my mirror, my sword and shield |
[01:46.07] | My missionaries in a foreign field |
[01:50.22] | For some reason I cannot explain |
[01:54.67] | Once you go there was never |
[01:57.83] | Never an honest word |
[02:02.49] | That was when I ruled the world |
[02:13.25] | |
[02:22.44] | It was the wicked and wild wind |
[02:27.68] | Blew down the doors to let me in |
[02:30.94] | Shattered windows and the sound of drums |
[02:35.84] | People could not believe what I' d become |
[02:39.70] | Revolutionaries wait |
[02:44.20] | For my head on a silver plate |
[02:47.61] | Just a puppet on a lonely string |
[02:52.59] | Oh who would ever want to be king? |
[02:56.95] | I hear Jerusalem' s bells are ringing |
[03:01.46] | Roman Cavalry choirs are singing |
[03:05.66] | Be my mirror, my sword and shield |
[03:09.67] | My missionaries in a foreign field |
[03:13.87] | For some reason I cannot explain |
[03:17.98] | I know Saint Peter won' t call my name |
[03:21.54] | Never an honest word |
[03:25.83] | But that was when I ruled the world |
[03:30.75] | |
[03:47.45] | Hear Jerusalem' s bells are ringing |
[03:51.62] | Roman Cavalry choirs are singing |
[03:56.23] | Be my mirror, my sword and shield |
[04:00.08] | My missionaries in a foreign field |