Hello everyone :) Here is my new bardcore music cover, this time it's New rules by Dua Lipa in medieval style :) Thank you for listening, hope you'll enjoy it :) #bardcoremusic #dualipa #newrules
The new rules of Lady Lipa. 1) Answer not his letters. Thou knowest he be drunk and seeketh prima noctis. 2) Allow him no entrance, thou shalt have to banish him again. 3) Accept not his friendship, for he will deflower thee. So once thou art below him, thou hast no power o'er him.
Dula thee Peep performed this masterpiece in Wittenberg, 1517, while Marthin Luther published his critics on the Catholic Church. “i got new rules i count them” refers to the 95 theses.
Mumbling at bed in darkness, give me insanity (Lunatic dream, lunatic dream) Engrave it with speak the words, wish that it'll comfort (All days for long, all days for long) The dear Fills I as rarity, as rarity Yet, the dear Leaves I into cold, then I make vow, I make vow First: Cut off string's fate For it's just hunch from his sleepless possesive Second: Cast out dracula Banish the man to no return Third: There's not be mates For surely he'll suck out your life everyday So, when his heel over your head, your game will be checkmate These are decrees; To save me These are decrees; To save me These are decrees; To save me These are decrees; To save me These are decrees; To save me Which I vow to keep it go As I reach the morning star, he drags me to abyss (Going downward) Lost be (Going downward) Lost In full view on top high hill, I can feel the cycle (Should have seen, should have seen) Yet, the dear (Dear) Leaves I into cold, then I make vow, I make vow, I shall, I shall, I shall First: Cut off string's fate For it's just hunch from his sleepless possesive Second: Cast out dracula Banish the man to no return Third: There's not be mates For surely he'll suck out your life everyday So, when his heel over your head, your game will be checkmate These are decrees; To save me These are decrees; To save me These are decrees; To save me These are decrees; To save me These are decrees; To save me Which I vow to keep it go Perserving until end Keep it going the vow (These are decrees, to save me) Feast, rest, and breakthrough Around to continue, for I (These are, these are, these...) First: Cut off string's fate For it's just hunch from his sleepless possesive (Sure, possesive) Second: Cast out dracula Banish the man to no return (O, ohoo) Third: There's not be mates (Never) For surely he'll suck out your life everyday (Suck your life everyday) So, when his heel over your head, your game will be checkmate These are decrees; To save me These are decrees; To save me (Booho-Oho, hoo, hoo) These are decrees; To save me Which I vow to keep it go (Sweet bird, indeed I keep it) Which I vow to keep it go Cast out dracula, Cast out dracula Cast, Cast, cast, cast There's not be mates, there's not be mates Enemy, enemy, enemy, enemy Cast out dracula, Cast out dracula Cast, Cast, cast, cast There's not be mates, there's not be mates Enemy, enemy, enemy, enemy your game won't be checkmate
Really beautiful medieval covers of modern pop music! If you can, my request for your next Bardcore video would be do do a Bardcore version of Maroon 5 Moves Like Jagger or Misery.
One Talkin' in my sleep at night, makin' myself crazy (Out of my mind, out of my mind) Wrote it down and read it out, hopin' it would save me (Too many times, too many times) My love He makes me feel like nobody else, nobody else But, my love He doesn't love me, so I tell myself, I tell myself One: Don't pick up the phone You know he's only callin' 'cause he's drunk and alone Two: Don't let him in You have to kick him out again Three: Don't be his friend You know you're gonna wake up in his bed in the mornin' And if you're under him, you ain't gettin' over him I got new rules; I count 'em I got new rules; I count 'em I gotta tell them to myself I got new rules; I count 'em I gotta tell them to myself I keep pushin' forwards, but he keeps pullin' me backwards (Nowhere to turn) No way (Nowhere to turn) No Now I'm standin' back from it, I finally see the pattern (I never learn, I never learn) But, my love (Love) He doesn't love me, so I tell myself I tell myself, I do, I do, I do One: Don't pick up the phone You know he's only callin' 'cause he's drunk and alone Two: Don't let him in You have to kick him out again Three: Don't be his friend You know you're gonna wake up in his bed in the morning And if you're under him, you ain't gettin' over him I got new rules; I count 'em I got new rules; I count 'em I gotta tell them to myself I got new rules; I count 'em I gotta tell them to myself Practice makes perfect I'm still tryna learn it by heart (I got new rules, I count 'em) Eat, sleep and breathe it Rehearse and repeat it, 'cause I (I got new, I got new, I...) One: Don't pick up the phone You know he's only callin' 'Cause he's drunk and alone (Yeah, alone) Two: Don't let him in You have to kick him out again (Oh, ooh) Three: Don't be his friend (Again) You know you're gonna wake up In his bed in the mornin' (Bed in the mornin') And if you're under him, you ain't gettin' over him I got new rules; I count 'em I got new rules; I count 'em (Whoa-ooh, whoa, whoa) I gotta tell them to myself I got new rules; I count 'em (Baby, you know I count 'em) I gotta tell them to myself Don't let him in, don't let him in Don't, don't, don't, don't Don't be his friend, don't be his friend Don't, don't, don't, don't Don't let him in, don't let him in Don't, don't, don't, don't Don't be his friend, don't be his friend Don't, don't, don't, don't You gettin' over him
I utt'r in mine slumb'r , I descend into madness (Descend into madness descend into madness) I hat written it downe , read it aloud , praying it wou'd save I Mine love She maketh me feeleth like none oth'r , none oth'r Yet mine love She loves me not , and thus I telleth minself , I telleth minself Rule one: answ'r not her lett'rs Thou knoweth he only writes , for she be merry and haylone Rule two: Alloweth her nay entry , thou shalt only be made to banish her once more Rule three: off'r her nay companionship Thou shalt only awaken in her bed cometh the morn Once thou art b'low her , thou shalt hold nay pow'r ov'r her
