Out above the towers the kite was seen to soar As the infant world slumbered in a cradle on the floor Sun and Moon were meeting contemplating Folklore As time present passed the wolf at the door Then they stop and wait and listen as the Lord relates That all our hopes, loves and our hates Will show the way or bar the gates And shape us for our coming fates
Crusaders were returning from their journeys to the East Left the bamboo temples burning in the name of hope and peace And it's welcome home Colossus, good to see you're doing swell Wave the banner. Proclamation, Quasimodo ring the bell!
Horsemen were advancing, Kingdom Come straight ahead Mace and chain, gown of white, glove and cross of red Advanced upon the castle, funny trick of Fate Stallion strong Arab blood, clear the castle gates!
Out along the Northern bay And out across the moors and mountains Far away bells ringing Riders they were leaving tracks across the plain Sparing neither horse nor hide in flight from the Valley of Slain (mm-hm-hm-hmm... mm-hm-hm-hmm... Colossus...)Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
