F
v4
@Younus
F
v4
@Younus
Dalszöveg
No one in your court recalled my name, they all ignore,
They all ignore,
They all ignore.
No one in your court recalled my name, they all ignore,
They all ignore,
They all ignore.
Perhaps the wind will bring me as dust to your door,
As dust to your door,
As dust to your door.
Not a faithful friend in this whole world is there anymore,
Not a faithful friend in this whole world is there anymore,
To lay Farhaad's cold corpse at Sheereen's door,
To lay Farhaad's cold corpse at Sheereen's door,
At Sheereen's door.
Perhaps the wind will bring me as dust to your door,
As dust to your door,
As dust to your door.
Who is there in this wilderness of despair and madness,
Who is there in this wilderness of despair and madness,
To fetter my limbs with iron chains and end this sadness,
To fetter my limbs with iron chains and end this sadness,
End this sadness.
Perhaps the wind will bring me as dust to your door,
As dust to your door,
As dust to your door.
My heart's bird, what is this desire, what is this?
My heart's bird, what is this desire, what is this?
To bring your bloodied arrow back to the huntress?
To bring your bloodied arrow back to the huntress?
Back to the huntress.
No one in your court recalled my name, they all ignore,
They all ignore,
They all ignore.
Perhaps the wind will bring me as dust to your door,
As dust to your door,
As dust to your door.
As dust to your door.
They all ignore,
They all ignore.
No one in your court recalled my name, they all ignore,
They all ignore,
They all ignore.
Perhaps the wind will bring me as dust to your door,
As dust to your door,
As dust to your door.
Not a faithful friend in this whole world is there anymore,
Not a faithful friend in this whole world is there anymore,
To lay Farhaad's cold corpse at Sheereen's door,
To lay Farhaad's cold corpse at Sheereen's door,
At Sheereen's door.
Perhaps the wind will bring me as dust to your door,
As dust to your door,
As dust to your door.
Who is there in this wilderness of despair and madness,
Who is there in this wilderness of despair and madness,
To fetter my limbs with iron chains and end this sadness,
To fetter my limbs with iron chains and end this sadness,
End this sadness.
Perhaps the wind will bring me as dust to your door,
As dust to your door,
As dust to your door.
My heart's bird, what is this desire, what is this?
My heart's bird, what is this desire, what is this?
To bring your bloodied arrow back to the huntress?
To bring your bloodied arrow back to the huntress?
Back to the huntress.
No one in your court recalled my name, they all ignore,
They all ignore,
They all ignore.
Perhaps the wind will bring me as dust to your door,
As dust to your door,
As dust to your door.
As dust to your door.
A zene stílusa
sad and emotional song, male vocalist with a clear, very high pitch voice, string, violin, guitar, moderate tempo, consistent rhythmic pulse, minimal reverb or effects,
