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Funda! Dati'mi si mie niste versuri faine din niste melodii rock, metal, screamo, hardcore, emo(nu neaparat emobig grin). Fara manele, populara sau din astea de pitipoace de pe google.Multam

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Cauta versuri la melodiile trupei Dead by april

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Arch Enemy - Revolution begins

Since the day that you were born the wheels are in motion
Turning even faster – play your part in the big machine
The stage is set, the road is chosen
Your fate preordained
We are watching you – every step of the way

Never too late to stand your ground – revolution begins
In you – in me – Revolution!

Once lost – lost in their game
Mental chains breaking now
Set yourself free
Who are they to tell you what to do?
The stage is not set, the road is not chosen
You fate not preordained
They are losing control – every step of the way


Eluveitie - The song of life

I've been fire, fed by the four winds
I've been water in the stream
And a drop of dew on the culm
I've been clay in the hands of a potter
I've been rosin of a tree
And a leaf, by the breeze carried away

I've been a child of seven spirits
I've been an eagle in the skies
And the swashing fish in the lough fulgent
I've been a tear in the wind
And a word within paean

I've been a flower on the green pasture
I've been the song of a bird
And the vast roar of a bear
I am a lump of this vivid soil
I'm the brother of the trees
a chthonian lot of this earth

Breathe this dream, and let your soul inhale it!
Bare and naked, let us dance on the meadows

Revel within this nature which we're all a part of. Free this wolf forever!
Free this child! Indui uelui cantla canamos.


Eluveitie - Thousandfold

Sprinkled by the trappings
of words that make the outlines
Blur on the showplace of made history
The folk is willed
to parrot the dishes up tale
The lure of a higher meaning

cheat to had to create
an enemy stereotype
to receive your absolution
A frothy poor excuse for your foray
to disengage from deeps
of your encumbrance

Behold
All our gold
Thousandfold
Bereave me
declined
thruths ensign
forever mine
Bereave me

March in with ten legions
Whilst the crucial weapons not the pillum
but the feather held in your hand
penned in blood
your tall-tales rule the forum
Altering it into the battlefield

I, the spectral guise
evoking these barring fears
pestering your conscript fathers
i smile at my demise and while i die
I cherish the roots of my persereverence

Behold
All our gold
Thousandfold
Bereave me
declined
thruths ensign
forever mine
Bereave me

Tarja Turunen - Sleeping sun

The sun is sleeping quietly
Once upon a century
Wistful oceans calm and red
Ardent caresses laid to rest

For my dreams I hold my life
For wishes I behold my night
The truth at the end of time
Losing faith makes a crime

I wish for this night-time
to last for a lifetime
The darkness around me
Shores of a solar sea
Oh how I wish to go down with the sun

Sleeping
Weeping
With you

Sorrow has a human heart
From my god it will depart
I'd sail before a thousand moons
Never finding where to go

Two hundred twenty-two days of light
Will be desired by a night
A moment for the poet's play
Until there's nothing left to say

I wish for this night-time...

I wish for this night-time...

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