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bir iron maiden şarkısı. sözleri;
when i stand and look about the port and contemplate my life
will i ever see my countrymen again?
as the captain calls us on the deck, i take my things and walk
to the harbourside i glance back one last time
fleeing a nation, our problems we leave behind
ships by the tenfold sail out on the tide
we are pleased to be out and embracing the open sea
free from our troubles and more free from thee...
inheritors unfulfilled reason behind us
we flee from what is not what is will be
we flee the earth and face our harsh reality
will death be low mist that hangs on the sea
we run from evil tongues, rash judgements, selfish men
never to be seen on these shores again
as we sail into oceansize and lose sight of land
face of contentment around in the air
we're off now to seek our fortunes, to the land
of our dreams...
riding the waves and the storm is upon us?
the winds lash the sails but the ropes keep them tight
off in the distance a dark cloud approaching
none could imagine what there was to come
no, there's no one going back
no, there's not a second chance
as we strap on to the side
we pray to god that we won't die
as we ride the rough seas, as we soak from the ocean waves
i just hope for all our lives and pray that i survive
four ships are lost in the stormy conditions
the spirits of the sunken crews, the phantoms follow us
spirits sails they drive us on
through the all consuming waves
cold mortality no weapon
against these ever raging seas
four leagues and ten and we hit storms again
we just can't get away from the eye of the storm
the birds outsoar the raging storm but we can not escape it
abandon earth that we now crave
is many leagues from safe
holding on for our dear lives
and we're praying once again
rotten luck or just jonahed
the talisman is in my hand
limbs fatigued trembling with cold
blinded from the sea spray salt
clasping anything we can hold
heaven's rain upon us falls
twenty days without a meal
and ten without fresh water still
those that didn't die in storms
the scurvy rest is slaughter
westward the tide!
westward we sail on!
westward the tide!
sail by the talisman!
we approaach the other side of the ocean with the tide
in our favour just for once, welcome greeting our new land
the elation in our hearts, the excitement in our veins
as we sail towards the coastline of our golden promise land
weary limbs fatigued away
i have no life left in me
no more strength, and nothing left to give
must find the will to live
never thought that we could make it
truly sight of shores divine
the sickness i am dying from
never wanted it to end this way
westward the tide!
westward we sail on!
westward the tide!
sail by the talisman!
westward the tide!
westward we sail on!
westward the tide!
sail by the talisman!
when i stand and look about the port and contemplate my life
will i ever see my countrymen again?
as the captain calls us on the deck, i take my things and walk
to the harbourside i glance back one last time
fleeing a nation, our problems we leave behind
ships by the tenfold sail out on the tide
we are pleased to be out and embracing the open sea
free from our troubles and more free from thee...
inheritors unfulfilled reason behind us
we flee from what is not what is will be
we flee the earth and face our harsh reality
will death be low mist that hangs on the sea
we run from evil tongues, rash judgements, selfish men
never to be seen on these shores again
as we sail into oceansize and lose sight of land
face of contentment around in the air
we're off now to seek our fortunes, to the land
of our dreams...
riding the waves and the storm is upon us?
the winds lash the sails but the ropes keep them tight
off in the distance a dark cloud approaching
none could imagine what there was to come
no, there's no one going back
no, there's not a second chance
as we strap on to the side
we pray to god that we won't die
as we ride the rough seas, as we soak from the ocean waves
i just hope for all our lives and pray that i survive
four ships are lost in the stormy conditions
the spirits of the sunken crews, the phantoms follow us
spirits sails they drive us on
through the all consuming waves
cold mortality no weapon
against these ever raging seas
four leagues and ten and we hit storms again
we just can't get away from the eye of the storm
the birds outsoar the raging storm but we can not escape it
abandon earth that we now crave
is many leagues from safe
holding on for our dear lives
and we're praying once again
rotten luck or just jonahed
the talisman is in my hand
limbs fatigued trembling with cold
blinded from the sea spray salt
clasping anything we can hold
heaven's rain upon us falls
twenty days without a meal
and ten without fresh water still
those that didn't die in storms
the scurvy rest is slaughter
westward the tide!
westward we sail on!
westward the tide!
sail by the talisman!
we approaach the other side of the ocean with the tide
in our favour just for once, welcome greeting our new land
the elation in our hearts, the excitement in our veins
as we sail towards the coastline of our golden promise land
weary limbs fatigued away
i have no life left in me
no more strength, and nothing left to give
must find the will to live
never thought that we could make it
truly sight of shores divine
the sickness i am dying from
never wanted it to end this way
westward the tide!
westward we sail on!
westward the tide!
sail by the talisman!
westward the tide!
westward we sail on!
westward the tide!
sail by the talisman!
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