Trovante

Trovante

Xácara Das Bruxas Dançando

 

Ó castelos moiros, armas e tesoiros Quem vos escondeu Ó laranjas de oiro que ventos de agoiro Vos apodreceu Há choros ganidos, à luz das cavernas Onde as bruxas moram Onde as bruxas dançam, quando os mochos amam E as pedras choram Caravelas, caravelas Mortas sob as estrelas Como candeias sem luz Os padres da inquisição Fazendo dos vossos mastros Os braços da nossa cruz Caravelas As bruxas dançam de roda Entre o visco dos morcegos Dançam de roda raspando As unhas podres de tojo Na noite morta do fogo Como num tambor de ronjo Caravelas, caravelas Mortas sob as estrelas Como candeias sem luz Os padres da inquisição Fazendo dos vossos mastros Os braços da nossa cruz Caravelas Ó castelos moiros, armas e tesoiros Quem vos escondeu Ó laranjas de oiro que ventos de agoiro Vos apodreceu Há choros ganidos, à luz das cavernas Onde as bruxas moram Onde as bruxas dançam, quando os mochos amam E as pedras choram Caravelas, caravelas Mortas sob as estrelas Como candeias sem luz Os padres da inquisição Fazendo dos vossos mastros Os braços da nossa cruz Caravelas Caravelas, caravelas Mortas sob as estrelas Como candeias sem luz Os padres da inquisição Fazendo dos vossos mastros Os braços da nossa cruz Caravelas

Troubadour 

Troubadour - Wikipedia

Gary Moore - Over The Hills And Far Away

They came for him one winter's night Arrested, he was bound They said there'd been a robbery His pistol had been found They marched him to the station house He waited 'til the dawn And as they led him to the dock He knew that he'd been wronged "You stand accused of robbery" He heard the bailiff say He knew without an alibi Tomorrow's light would mourn his freedom Over the hills and far away For ten long years he'll count the days Over the mountains and the seas A prisoner's life for him there'll be He knew that it would cost him dear But yet he dare not say Just where he'd been that fateful night A secret it must stay He had to fight back tears of rage His heart beat like a drum For with the wife of his best friend He spent his final night of freedom Over the hills and far away He swears he will return one day Far from the mountains and the seas Back in her arms again he'll be Over the hills and far away Over the hills and Over the hills and Over the hills and far away Each night within his prison cell He looks out through the bars He reads the letters that she wrote One day he'll know the taste of freedom Over the hills and far away She prays he will return one day As sure as the rivers reach the seas Back in his arms again she'll be Over the hills and far away He swears he will return one day As sure as the river reach the seas Back in his arms is where she'll be Over the hills and far away She prays he will return one day As sure as the rivers reach the sea Back in her arms is where he'll be Over the hills Over the hills and far away Over the hills Over the hills and far away

Trouvant cross in the castle ruins.

Empty rooms

Where is my mind?

Who´s with me?

Who am I, me or someone else?

Am I alone?

Who thinks and speaks for me?

Me or someone else?

My thoughts, my words and actions?

Has something or someone impersonated my person, my being?

The loner

Always With Me, Always With You

Am I Evil

God, he knows me.

Sisters

The reason why they had to drop, to fire up, they have to cover their stupid scientology job, drops, substances, drugs cover their job or anything bad that may happen. a mind or heart stroke. It´s them who do it and not people that take drugs. In the middle of their stupidity, sickness and job they give prizes, proteins, but within their job, their characters, scripts and show. Those there, that have been all along the way are a big poop, the poop in many people´s lives.