it gets cold the seas part when they hit the floor, the voices carry on and out the door and everything you touch turns into gold like the angel you
when it gets cold The seas part when they hit the floor The voices carry on and out the door Everything you touch turns into gold Like the angel you
Traduction: Rise Against. Comme l'ange.
it gets cold The seas part when they hit the floor, The voices carry on and out the door And everything you touch turns into gold Like the angel you
scold her How come the angel wanted to hold her? Fatima, Fatima I'm in America I make rhymes and I make them delicate You would have liked the parks
and my children got mo problems that you can't solve but everytime i try to rise all I do is sing slow like the water in the Pacific got my vessel capsized seems like
Gather me in your arms Hold me close like lazarus To rise again like a bird To fly again In flowers dreams So love can feed your soul (love feeds your
positive) P-O-S-I-T-I-V-I-T-Y (2x) We're currently located over the Los Angeles scene While you see a lot of niggas perpetrating like they're kings
sharp And the wizards play down on Pinball Way on the boardwalk way past dark And the boys from the casino dance with their shirts open like Latin lovers
Christians, awake, salute the happy morn Whereon the Saviour of the world was born Rise to adore the mystery of love Which hosts of angels chanted from
Voice of wood crying Angel of joy, angel of joy Angel of light Tears were holding water Crying for us all Every son and every daughter Rise up before
Finally all the world will see, Rise again before the endless silence, Look at the soul before we'll all be free, Light the path beneath a blackened,
is all you angels Now the figureheads have fell And lovers war with arrows over Secrets they could tell They tried to tame you Looks like they'll try again
