Traduction: Sugarloaf \u0026amp; Jerry Corbetta. Ne nous appelez pas, nous vous appellerons.
Eyes from the free, Take me down the way. Red riders of the dark, Help me through this maze. Do you know, mister, of this place? Do you know, mister,
There's a crow flying Dark and ragged Tree to tree He's black as the highway that's leading me Now he's diving down To pick up on something shiny I feel
I am the mystery And I am the bringer of the moonless night I bear the wisdom arcane I, harbinger from the burrowed isle Once you break forth Harken
Like Bob say, young Dread we?re more than numbers While de across the street?human rights slayers Ratant crow swamp dem feed Life is calling out to the
He sees the stormy anger of the world And wants no part of it at all And as the weeping leaves of Autumn curl He feels the savage winter call See far
(feat. Willen Dafoe) [Spoken Track] [Poe:] Once upon a midnight dreary as I pondered, weak and weary over many a quaint and curious volume of forgotten
Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, weak and weary, Over many a quaint and curious volume of forgotten lore, While I nodded, nearly napping
Maitre Corbeau, sur un arbre perche, Tenait en son bec un fromage. Maitre Renard, par l'odeur alleche, Lui tint a peu pres ce langage : "He ! bonjour,
The crows the crows Sitting on a fence Voices disappear behind a bank of clouds It's a dismal forecast Her torn up skirt a backdrop And drop she does
Grant me a wish, my master Take heed of me I have been loyal servant Heartfelt, humble Gave up - what belongs to me Gave up my greed My self-examination
[Tony Kakko] Grant me a wish, my master Take heed of me I have been loyal servant Heartfelt, humble Gave up - what belongs to me Gave up my greed My
Hey? les gars, J'voudrais juste poser un texte? Meme si y'a pas d'theme, lacher les mots d?ma tete... Parce que dans ma tete c?est confus? Je veux
Corvo torvo seduto sopra il bordo all'erta in guardia tra gerani e trasmissioni aggrappato tra la luna e la luce che consuma spia dal lucernario il quadro
As the night falls all around me, black as the raven, I am silently waiting for sleep to come. Through the doors of perception I am gliding swiftly To
Tourne tourne tourne et tombe a terre C'est la perpetuelle misere Des oiseaux qui s'disent amoureux Roule roule roule des patins On arrive si vite au