Song | The Nomad |
Artist | Iron Maiden |
Album | Brave New World |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : David Murray/Steve Harris | |
Like a mirage riding on the desert sand | |
Like a vision floating with the desert winds | |
Know the secret of the ancient desert lands | |
You are the keeper of the mystery in your hands | |
Nomad, rider of the ancient east | |
Nomad, rider that men know the least | |
Nomad, where you come from no one knows | |
Nomad, where you go to no one tells | |
Undercover of the veil of your disguise | |
The men that fear, you are the ones that you despise | |
No one's certain what you future will behold | |
You're a legend, you own story will be told | |
Nomad, rider of the ancient east | |
Nomad, rider that men know the least | |
Nomad, where you come from no one knows | |
Nomad, where you go to no one tells | |
No one dares to even look or glance your way | |
Your reputation goes before you they all say | |
Like a spirit that can disappear at will | |
Many claim of things but no one's seen you kill | |
Nomad, you're the rider, so mysterious | |
Nomad, you're the spirit that men fear in us | |
Nomad, you're the rider of the desert sands | |
No man's ever understood you're genius | |
Those who see you in horizon desert sun | |
Those who fear your reputation hide or run | |
You send before you a mystique that's all your own | |
Your silhouette is like a statue carved in stone | |
Nomad, you're the rider, so mysterious | |
Nomad, you're the spirit that men fear in us | |
Nomad, you're the rider of the desert sands | |
No man ever understood you're genius | |
Legend has it that you speak an ancient tongue | |
But no one's spoke to you and lived to tell the tale | |
Some may say that you have killed a hundred men | |
Others say that you have died and live again | |
Nomad, you're the rider, so mysterious | |
Nomad, you're the spirit that men fear in us | |
Nomad, you're the rider of the desert sands | |
No man, ever understood you're genius |
zuo qu : David Murray Steve Harris | |
Like a mirage riding on the desert sand | |
Like a vision floating with the desert winds | |
Know the secret of the ancient desert lands | |
You are the keeper of the mystery in your hands | |
Nomad, rider of the ancient east | |
Nomad, rider that men know the least | |
Nomad, where you come from no one knows | |
Nomad, where you go to no one tells | |
Undercover of the veil of your disguise | |
The men that fear, you are the ones that you despise | |
No one' s certain what you future will behold | |
You' re a legend, you own story will be told | |
Nomad, rider of the ancient east | |
Nomad, rider that men know the least | |
Nomad, where you come from no one knows | |
Nomad, where you go to no one tells | |
No one dares to even look or glance your way | |
Your reputation goes before you they all say | |
Like a spirit that can disappear at will | |
Many claim of things but no one' s seen you kill | |
Nomad, you' re the rider, so mysterious | |
Nomad, you' re the spirit that men fear in us | |
Nomad, you' re the rider of the desert sands | |
No man' s ever understood you' re genius | |
Those who see you in horizon desert sun | |
Those who fear your reputation hide or run | |
You send before you a mystique that' s all your own | |
Your silhouette is like a statue carved in stone | |
Nomad, you' re the rider, so mysterious | |
Nomad, you' re the spirit that men fear in us | |
Nomad, you' re the rider of the desert sands | |
No man ever understood you' re genius | |
Legend has it that you speak an ancient tongue | |
But no one' s spoke to you and lived to tell the tale | |
Some may say that you have killed a hundred men | |
Others say that you have died and live again | |
Nomad, you' re the rider, so mysterious | |
Nomad, you' re the spirit that men fear in us | |
Nomad, you' re the rider of the desert sands | |
No man, ever understood you' re genius |
zuò qǔ : David Murray Steve Harris | |
Like a mirage riding on the desert sand | |
Like a vision floating with the desert winds | |
Know the secret of the ancient desert lands | |
You are the keeper of the mystery in your hands | |
Nomad, rider of the ancient east | |
Nomad, rider that men know the least | |
Nomad, where you come from no one knows | |
Nomad, where you go to no one tells | |
Undercover of the veil of your disguise | |
The men that fear, you are the ones that you despise | |
No one' s certain what you future will behold | |
You' re a legend, you own story will be told | |
Nomad, rider of the ancient east | |
Nomad, rider that men know the least | |
Nomad, where you come from no one knows | |
Nomad, where you go to no one tells | |
No one dares to even look or glance your way | |
Your reputation goes before you they all say | |
Like a spirit that can disappear at will | |
Many claim of things but no one' s seen you kill | |
Nomad, you' re the rider, so mysterious | |
Nomad, you' re the spirit that men fear in us | |
Nomad, you' re the rider of the desert sands | |
No man' s ever understood you' re genius | |
Those who see you in horizon desert sun | |
Those who fear your reputation hide or run | |
You send before you a mystique that' s all your own | |
Your silhouette is like a statue carved in stone | |
Nomad, you' re the rider, so mysterious | |
Nomad, you' re the spirit that men fear in us | |
Nomad, you' re the rider of the desert sands | |
No man ever understood you' re genius | |
Legend has it that you speak an ancient tongue | |
But no one' s spoke to you and lived to tell the tale | |
Some may say that you have killed a hundred men | |
Others say that you have died and live again | |
Nomad, you' re the rider, so mysterious | |
Nomad, you' re the spirit that men fear in us | |
Nomad, you' re the rider of the desert sands | |
No man, ever understood you' re genius |