Текст песни Running Wild - Soleil Royal
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1692, the 29th of MaySir "tourville", the admiral, his fleet is on its wayHe commands his ships to `fight, they attack the British lineHe must be caught in senseless pride, to him his honour`s primeHis mighty flagship strong and brave, heading for the fightIt pets the British men to grave, cruising through the tideThe veil of night obscures the sea, the tables getting turnedConfusion rules, no chance to flee, his fleet is getting burnedCannons speak the fatal words, the language of deathWipes away to many men, takes away their breathHeat and fire, burning pyreSmoke and flames, a raging hellDeath and blood, the fatal rubBlows away "Soleil Royal"Their position`s getting intricate, heading for "Cherbourg"Desperately they dare their fate, they feel too much securedCannons fire round by round, the smell of acred smokeVibrating full from top to ground, shacken by its pokeCannons speak the fatal words, the language of deathWipes away to many men, takes away their breathHeat and fire, burning pyreSmoke and flames, a raging hellDeath and blood, the fatal rubBlows away "Soleil Royal"To cape "Barfleur" they try to flee, the battle`s raging hardBalls of lead rushing the sea, hit the hull windwardThe English-man hard on their trace, follow turn by turnA heavy round, the coupe de grace, tearing up its stern[Solo]The powder in the storage room, litten by a sparkBursting kegs, a giant boom, tear the deck apartThe blood spills of the scupperholes, the sea is turning redNo time to pray, no bell to toll, no burial for the deadCannons speak the fatal words, the language of deathWipes away to many men, takes away their breathHeat and fire, burning pyreSmoke and flames, a raging hellDeath and blood, the fatal rubBlows away "Soleil Royal"Heat and fire, burning pyreSmoke and flames, a raging hellDeath and blood, the fatal rubBlows away "Soleil Royal"