Song | Cheyenne Spirit |
Artist | Edenbridge |
Album | Sunrise in Eden |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Lanvall | |
Out in the prairie the bison dared to roam | |
The crying of a lone shot claimed they're forever gone | |
High in the breezing winds an eagle dared to fly | |
For the white man's sake the covenant was just a lie | |
Out in the flowing streams the beaver dared to build | |
The never ending ignorance the paleface's guilt | |
A single tent was left lonesome in the woods | |
When the cannons spoke the words | |
Murderers took off the hoods | |
[Chorus] | |
For all times rise | |
Cheyenne spirit rise | |
By the grace of all your wisdom | |
In the hunting grounds it flies | |
Chase the track and ride free | |
Eternal unity | |
Let the flutes play for a last time | |
Ban the white man's tyranny | |
And they came riding with their hate | |
And marching with their greed | |
External territories | |
Served their senseless need | |
But they stood tall in their own fate | |
They knew their bloody way | |
Along the line of fire | |
Into the grand decay | |
[Chorus] |
zuo qu : Lanvall | |
Out in the prairie the bison dared to roam | |
The crying of a lone shot claimed they' re forever gone | |
High in the breezing winds an eagle dared to fly | |
For the white man' s sake the covenant was just a lie | |
Out in the flowing streams the beaver dared to build | |
The never ending ignorance the paleface' s guilt | |
A single tent was left lonesome in the woods | |
When the cannons spoke the words | |
Murderers took off the hoods | |
Chorus | |
For all times rise | |
Cheyenne spirit rise | |
By the grace of all your wisdom | |
In the hunting grounds it flies | |
Chase the track and ride free | |
Eternal unity | |
Let the flutes play for a last time | |
Ban the white man' s tyranny | |
And they came riding with their hate | |
And marching with their greed | |
External territories | |
Served their senseless need | |
But they stood tall in their own fate | |
They knew their bloody way | |
Along the line of fire | |
Into the grand decay | |
Chorus |
zuò qǔ : Lanvall | |
Out in the prairie the bison dared to roam | |
The crying of a lone shot claimed they' re forever gone | |
High in the breezing winds an eagle dared to fly | |
For the white man' s sake the covenant was just a lie | |
Out in the flowing streams the beaver dared to build | |
The never ending ignorance the paleface' s guilt | |
A single tent was left lonesome in the woods | |
When the cannons spoke the words | |
Murderers took off the hoods | |
Chorus | |
For all times rise | |
Cheyenne spirit rise | |
By the grace of all your wisdom | |
In the hunting grounds it flies | |
Chase the track and ride free | |
Eternal unity | |
Let the flutes play for a last time | |
Ban the white man' s tyranny | |
And they came riding with their hate | |
And marching with their greed | |
External territories | |
Served their senseless need | |
But they stood tall in their own fate | |
They knew their bloody way | |
Along the line of fire | |
Into the grand decay | |
Chorus |