Español
por
Melissa Padilla Oviedo
27 Julio 2015
del Sitio Web
YouTube
Tremendo
mensaje,
mucho mas
poderoso,
que la letra original de la
canción.
Sincronía total entre
la música y el mensaje expresado.
Emocionante,
revitalizante y esperanzador.
Mi alma lo agradece.
Las cosas pasan por alguna
razón...
y si
experimentas lo dicho aquí arriba...
pues simplemente,
esto tocó el
sentimiento mas profundo
que habita en cada uno de nosotros...
English
by
MoFresh
December 23, 2012
from
Vimeo Website
"Viva La Vida" song of
the British alternative rock band Coldplay. What kind of music
sounds!
The brilliant
performance of the Prince of violin music, genius musician
David
Garrett brilliant musical creature.
Divine, charming music,
fantastic ringtone, enlightens the heart and soul, plunged into
the world of the beautiful delicate and emotional game,
melodiousness combined with elegance, technical perfection,
bright, clean, beautiful, mesmerizing execution, pizzicato
delightful.
What a pleasure to
revel the splendid violin playing of the great artist.
Remarkable orchestra with excellent musicians and lovely game.
English Version Lyrics
Source
I used to rule
the world
Seas would rise when I gave the word
Now in the morning I sleep alone
Sweep the streets I used to own
I used to roll the dice
Feel the fear in my enemy's eyes
Listen as the crowd would sing:
Now the old king is dead! Long live the king!
One minute I held the key
Next the walls were closed on me
And I discovered that my castles stand
Upon pillars of salt and pillars of sand
I hear Jerusalem bells a ringing
Roman Cavalry choirs are singing
Be my mirror my sword and shield
My missionaries in a foreign field
For some reason I can't explain
Once you know there was never, never an honest word
That was when I ruled the world
It was the wicked and wild wind
Blew down the doors to let me in.
Shattered windows and the sound of drums
People couldn't believe what I'd become
Revolutionaries wait
For my head on a silver plate
Just a puppet on a lonely string
Oh who would ever want to be king?
I hear Jerusalem bells a ringing
Roman Cavalry choirs are singing
Be my mirror my sword and shield
My missionaries in a foreign field
For some reason I can't explain
I know Saint Peter won't call my name
Never an honest word
But that was when I ruled the world
I hear Jerusalem bells a ringing
Roman Cavalry choirs are singing
Be my mirror my sword and shield
My missionaries in a foreign field
For some reason I can't explain
I know Saint Peter won't call my name
Never an honest word
But that was when I ruled the world
Oooooh Oooooh Oooooh
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