Musica linda, energia nostálgica, deve ser devido a letra e intenção misteriosa... fala de um certo rei lamentando sua derrota... lamentando o que teve e não tem mais, está diante do caos...😢 ao mesmo tempo... a música trás uma energia de recomeço. Forte. Coloquei essa música no fundo música de um acampamento da minha família, incrível como foi o último lazer que fizemos em família... veio a pandemia, perdi minha mae😢. Agora, vcs imaginam eu rever esse vídeo, as imagens ao son dessa música. 😢 Temos que ter cuidado e discernimento. Ser forte é não ficar vulnerável a todo tipo de energia. Hj tô ouvindo ela aqui, faz 2 anos que minha mãe nos deixou... 😢😢😢😢 Mas resolvi ouvir essa música, sob um novo olhar, olhar que posso reconquistar... minha rainha morreu, preciso deixar de ser Princesa, ser forte para merecer a coroa de Rainha.
Maravilhosa música colt play me emociona muito. Tem muitas metáforas contidas que nos traz reflexão pelo verdadeiro sentido da vida ! A melodia tem um.sentimento de paz e de recomeço muita energia positiva .Gratidão universo !
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 are 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'd gone, there was never, never an honest word And 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 are ringing Roman Calvary 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 Oh-oh-oh, oh-oh, oh Oh-oh-oh, oh-oh, oh Oh-oh-oh, oh-oh, oh Oh-oh-oh, oh-oh, oh Oh-oh-oh, oh-oh, oh Hear Jerusalem bells are ringing Roman Calvary 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
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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
Rosane Lemes I used to rule the world Chunks would load when I gave the word Now every night I go stow away Hide from the mobs I used to slay They once were terrified Every time I looked into their eyes Villagers would cheer my way For a hero I was, that's what they'd say One minute we had it all Next our world began to fall Away from all that it had once become They all cried for my help, but I stood there numb I gaze off into the boundless skyline Noteblock choirs playing in the sunshine Turn 'round pick up my sword and wield The blade that once forced evil mobs to yield And hope one day that this chaos and Destruction turns for the better Never a bow in hand That was when I ruled the land It was the creepers and Skeletons Blew down the doors and boxed us in Arrows whizzing by like streaks of light I tried all that I could to stay and fight As the undead roamed the street Families broken at my feet Life itself suspended by a thread Oh, why is it that I wasn't dead I gaze off into the boundless skyline Noteblock choirs playing in the sunshine Turn 'round pick up my sword and wield The blade that once forced evil mobs to yield If this battle should leave me slain I know that Herobrine will call my name Better to take a stand That was when I ruled the land I gaze off into the boundless skyline Noteblock choirs playing in the sunshine Turn 'round pick up my sword and wield The blade that once forced evil mobs to yield If this battle should leave me slain I know that Herobrine will call my name Better to take a stand That was when I ruled the land
A dupla iluminou Toda a Europa com um mar de gols E agora levam a inspiração Pra outros cantos do mundão Ele não é desse planeta mesmo O nome dele é Lionel Messi! Uma besta enjaulada com ódio Cristiano Ronaldo! E se escutou demais Tanta crítica ao Messi e ao Pai Quando revelaram, enfim Que iam meter o pé Acho que é o fim Mas calma que é Leo e Cris Nunca canso de assistir É sempre um show, tu quer troféu? Já têm! E mais pilhas de gols, que incrível last dance Tá lindo ver o Lionel, sublime Cris brocar e inspirar o time Se o tempo passou a fio Os gênios seguem dando arrepio Sei que o fim, ele sempre vem Mas enquanto não chega Se encantem com o show Do ET e do Robô Que privilégio foi assistir No auge dos dois chorei e sorri Lendas vivas multicampeãs Jogos de sacudir milhões de fãs O tempo tá correndo, eu sei Pros mais jovens verem os reis E ainda aproveitar um pouquinho De toda a emoção que eu senti Tá lindo ver o Lionel, sublime Cris brocar e inspirar o time Se o tempo passou a fio Os gênios seguem dando arrepio Sei que o fim, ele sempre vem Enquanto isso, aproveita bem Se encantem com o show Do ET e do Robô É um extraterrestre na terra e a nave do cara Aterrissou na América do Norte É isso que ele faz Ele vence, vence y vence Ele marca, marca y marca de novo Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh Tá lindo ver o Lionel, sublime Cris brocar e inspirar o time Se o tempo passou a fio Os gênios seguem dando arrepio Sei que o fim, ele sempre vem Enquanto isso, aproveita bem Se encantem com o show Do ET e do Robô
Natalie Herbert. I hope you had a lovely wedding. I have chosen this instrument for exactly the same purpose for my daughters wedding. All she has to do now is set a date. Was the music well received?
My band teacher has this. This song is like AWESOME! (Please, epic is NOT the adjective. Epic means a long, narrative poem. SEARCH IT IN A DICTIONARY!)
They told him don't you ever come around here Don't want to see your face, you better disappear The fire's in their eyes and their words are really clear So beat it, just beat it You better run, you better do what you can Don't want to see no blood, don't be a macho man You want to be tough, better do what you can So beat it, but you want to be bad Just beat it, beat it, beat it, beat it No one wants to be defeated Showin' how funky and strong is your fight It doesn't matter who's wrong or right Just beat it, beat it Just beat it, beat it Just beat it, beat it Just beat it, beat it They're out to get you, better leave while you can Don't want to be a boy, you want to be a man You want to stay alive, better do what you can So beat it, just beat it You have to show them that you're really not scared You're playin' with your life, this ain't no truth or dare They'll kick you, then they beat you, Then they'll tell you it's fair So beat it, but you want to be bad Just beat it, beat it, beat it, beat it No one wants to be defeated Showin' how funky and strong is your fight It doesn't matter who's wrong or right Just beat it, beat it, beat it, beat it No one wants to be defeated Showin' how funky and strong is your fight It doesn't matter who's wrong or right Just beat it, beat it, beat it, beat it No one wants to be defeated Showin' how funky and strong is your fight It doesn't matter who's wrong or right Just beat it, beat it Beat it, beat it, beat it No one wants to be defeated Showin' how funky and strong is your fight It doesn't matter who's wrong or who's right Just beat it, beat it, beat it, beat it No one wants to be defeated Showin' how funky and strong is your fight It doesn't matter who's wrong or right Just beat it, beat it, beat it, beat it No one wants to be defeated Showin' how funky and strong is your fight It doesn't matter who's wrong or right Just beat it, beat it Beat it, beat it, beat it
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 go there was never Never an honest word And 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
O mundo eu comandava Mares se erguiam quando eu dava a palavra De manhã agora eu durmo sozinho Limpo as ruas em que caminho Eu costumava rolar o dado Sentir o medo nos meus adversários Escutar os cantos do povo: "Agora o velho rei morreu! Vida longa ao novo!" Por um minuto a chave eu possui Perto das paredes próximas a mim E descobri que meu castelo se baseia Em pilares de sal e pilares de areia Escuto os sinos de Jerusalém tocando Os coros da cavalaria Romana cantando Sejam meu escudo, minha espada e espelho Meus missionários em campo estrangeiro Por algum motivo que não sei explicar Assim que você se foi não houve nenhuma nenhuma hosta palavra Mas isso era quando o mundo eu comandava
