Paroles de Spirit
I take a look to my empty jarA sense of sorrow thrills my head
Five new jiggers and five new jars
And I fall down and watch the stars
I brood about lands far, far away
Where the rivers are full of wine
Till the end of our days
Swaltjan
The brew nestles against my throat
We celebrate till the morning light
And drink and sing the entire night
I reached a time
I lost my guide
Everywhere I see
My demons alive
Nowhere I find
The light to escape
The end of the line
So endless and wide
Like in every battle singly the strongest survive
They face their demons and gloriously pass by A song thrills the night
The Barrels appear
Filled with mead inside
Come on drink my friend
And take your whore by her hand
Forget tomorrow we life now
Show yourself what’s a dressing down
Till the end of our days
Swaltjan
The brew nestles against my throat
We celebrate till the morning light
And drink and sing the entire night
I reached a time
I lost my guide
Everywhere I see
My demons alive
Nowhere I find
The light to escape
The end of the line
So endless and wide
Like in every battle singly the strongest survive
They face their demons and gloriously pass by A song thrills the night
The Barrels appear
Filled with mead inside
Come on drink my friend
And take your whore by her hand
Forget tomorrow we life now
Show yourself what’s a dressing down
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