Thats not the guitar, but the player. His fingers, his playing language, he has a blood contract with his guitar, a deal of a lifetime, a deal so great, he sacrificed countless hours practising. The bloodborne hero, with callousic fingers, unable to feel anything from his finger tips, would press every string that came in their way. The guitar obeyed the player, and by the pact, player the sounds beautifully. God bless you
Lyrics Once upon a time, was a fool who thought he'd find Hoo Once upon a time, was a fool who thought he'd find Purpose in his life along the way Don't you run and hide from the truth, you decide Everything that lives is gone to waste Hoo, hoo Hoo, hoo Hoo, hoo Hoo Once upon a time, was a fool who thought he'd find Purpose in his life along the way Don't you run and hide from the truth, you decide Everything that lives is gone to waste
пробуй. Говорю как человек который взял гитару в руки и начал учить эту песню- жесть. 2 недели пробую и не получается, но я не сдаюсь и буду до талого. Ответь если хочешь учить ее вместе
Once upon a time was a fool who thought he'd find Hoo Once upon a time was a fool who thought he'd find Purpose in his life along the way Don't you run and hide from the truth, you decide Everything that lives is gone to waste Hoo, hoo Hoo, hoo Hoo, hoo Hoo Once upon a time was a fool who thought he'd find Purpose in his life along the way Don't you run and hide from the truth, you decide Everything that lives is gone to waste
O mundo sofre de algo calado e sussurrando em nossas Almas. Que se agarra ao nosso coração. A angústia. O terror. O medo. A insatisfação de não ter o esperado e no final não ter nada e só receber o medo e discórdia
