Амьдрал мандан бадраг
Намайг ам нээхэд далай усаа нэмсэн
Харин одоо ....өглөө орь ганцаараа унтана
Урьд өмнө нь минийх байсан гудамжийг шүүрдэнэ
Өмнө нь намайг шоо хаяхад
Дайсны нүднээс би айдсийг олж хардаг байлаа
Хүмүүс магтан дуулахыг өөрийн чихээр олж сонслоо
Хөгшин хаан үхсэн,Хаан түмэн наслаг
Нэгэн үед түлхүүрийг атгаж байлаа
Нэг мэдэхэд хана надруу ойртож ирсэн
Тэгээд би мэдсэн,миний цайзыг босгож байсан нь
Ердөө давс,элсний банхан байснийг
Юрисалимийн хонх дуугархыг сонстугай
Ромын морьтон цэргүүд хоршин дуулж байна
Миний толь,илд,жад
Тэгээд миний элч болсугай
Яагаад гэдгийг тайлбарлаж дийлэхгүй нь
Чамайг алга болсноос хойш нэг ч үнэн үг гарч ирэхгүй нь
Тэр нь дэлхийг захирж байсан үеийн өөрөө байсан
Хорон санаат,ширүүн салхи
Хаалгыг хүчтэй саван намайг дотор нь оруулсан
Цонхнууд хагаран бутарч,бөмбөрийн чимээ нүжигнэнэ
Бүгд одоогийн намайг хараад нүдэндээ үл итгэнэ
Хувьсгалчид бүгд хүлээж байна
Мөнгөн тавган дээрхи миний толгойг
Ганцаардмал оосорт уягдсан зүгээр л утсан хүүхэлдэй дээ
Тэгээд хэн хаан болхыг хүснэм?
Saint_Armada - орчуулав /A.K.A Cho$In/
Viva La Vida
I used to rule the world
Seas would rise when I gave the word
Now in the morning I sleep alone
Sweep the streets I used to own
I used to roll the dice
Feel the fear in my enemy's eyes
Listen as the crowd would sing
"Now the old king is dead! Long live the king!"
One minute I held the key
Next the walls were closed on me
And I discovered that my castles stand
Upon pillars of salt and pillars of sand
I hear Jerusalem bells are ringing
Roman Cavalry choirs are singing
Be my mirror, my sword and shield
My missionaries in a foreign field
For some reason I can't explain
Once you go there was never
Never an honest word
And that was when I ruled the world
It was the wicked and wild wind
Blew down the doors to let me in
Shattered windows and the sound of drums
People couldn't believe what I'd become
Revolutionaries wait
For my head on a silver plate
Just a puppet on a lonely string
Oh who would ever want to be king?
I hear Jerusalem bells are ringing
Roman Cavalry choirs are singing
Be my mirror, my sword and shield
My missionaries in a foreign field
For some reason I can't explain
I know Saint Peter won't call my name
Never an honest word
But that was when I ruled the world
I hear Jerusalem bells are ringing
Roman Cavalry choirs are singing
Be my mirror, my sword and shield
My missionaries in a foreign field
For some reason I can't explain
I know Saint Peter won't call my name
Never an honest word
But that was when I ruled the world
Seas would rise when I gave the word
Now in the morning I sleep alone
Sweep the streets I used to own
I used to roll the dice
Feel the fear in my enemy's eyes
Listen as the crowd would sing
"Now the old king is dead! Long live the king!"
One minute I held the key
Next the walls were closed on me
And I discovered that my castles stand
Upon pillars of salt and pillars of sand
I hear Jerusalem bells are ringing
Roman Cavalry choirs are singing
Be my mirror, my sword and shield
My missionaries in a foreign field
For some reason I can't explain
Once you go there was never
Never an honest word
And that was when I ruled the world
It was the wicked and wild wind
Blew down the doors to let me in
Shattered windows and the sound of drums
People couldn't believe what I'd become
Revolutionaries wait
For my head on a silver plate
Just a puppet on a lonely string
Oh who would ever want to be king?
I hear Jerusalem bells are ringing
Roman Cavalry choirs are singing
Be my mirror, my sword and shield
My missionaries in a foreign field
For some reason I can't explain
I know Saint Peter won't call my name
Never an honest word
But that was when I ruled the world
I hear Jerusalem bells are ringing
Roman Cavalry choirs are singing
Be my mirror, my sword and shield
My missionaries in a foreign field
For some reason I can't explain
I know Saint Peter won't call my name
Never an honest word
But that was when I ruled the world
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