I got load to love, but I want one more child. There's a mansion on the hill Psychedelic music fills the air Peace and love live there still In that mansion on the hill
You're hiding something 'Cause it's burning through your eyes I try to get it out But all I hear from you are lies And I can tell you're going through
shouting on the hills of glory Shouting on the hills shouting on the hills There'll be shouting on the hills of glory There'll be shouting on the hills
Traduzione: Kim, Hill. Gloria a Te.
Traduzione: New Found Glory. Tutti Down Hill.
Traduzione: La Stanley Brothers. Gridare On The Hills Of Glory.
got load to love, but I want one more child. There's a mansion on the hill Psychedelic music fills the air Peace and love live there still In that mansion on the hill
it quite appealin' To go to Sugar Hill and swim naked in the pond Sug, Sug, Sug, Sugar Hill memories Stealin' sugar on the mountaintop Sug, Sug, Sug, Sugar Hill
terre brulee au vent des landes de pierre autour des lacs c'est pour les vivants un peu d'enfer le connemara des nuages noirs qui viennent du nord colorent
until my friend leaves puppet for the plummet committee Sputtering bum numb enough to stomach the city Who's that hugging a silhouette of willows with a hill
On a hill far away stood an old rugged cross, The emblem of suffering and shame; And I love that old cross where the dearest and best For a world of
up the hill This day will be both hard and long They move in for the kill Hold the line don't let it break Use your sword and spear A glory death, for
the time is right Dead bodies rise up from their graves And when the time comes near Oh, I see the prince of glory" Holy month Sacred hounds Under the hill
dead bodies rise up from their graves And when the time comes near Oh, I see the prince of glory" Holy month Sacred hounds Under the hill Do you hear
of endless days with you Torture of neverending nights, without God All my idols are dead No one risks living anymore Come crashing in Into my fake glory
sun but they see nothing unsuccessful folks in capturing our bravery unsuccessful folks in capturing our glory coming with fear and hesitation carrying hill
the broken armed cross marching over fields and alien gods A mountain of skulls to tell the story Their victims united to witness his glory! Marching hordes on the hill
