Текст песни BLACKMORE'S NIGHT - Fool's Gold
BLACKMORE'S NIGHT - Fool's Gold слова песни
Текст песни BLACKMORE'S NIGHT - Fool's Gold
omewhere in a market squareThe cobblestone still shineGlassy eyes behold the sightThrough another cup of wine...The one eyed jester skips and turnsAs he makes his way through the crowdWhile the travern's royalty try not to laugh aloud...( )The jester does another spinAnd then falls to the floorA show of hands, a short "Hurrah!"A plea for him to do more...The ease of laughter comes so fast when you're not inA jester's shoesCause when you've only Fools Gold, you've got nothingmore to lose...Who holds the richesThe jester or the king?A fortress made from Fools GoldOr the tears that treasure can bring?Who holds the richesThe jester or the king?A fortress made from Fools GoldOr the tears that treasure can bring?