Viva la vida (Coldplay)
I
used to rule the world
Seas would rise when I gave the word
Now in the morning, I sleep alone
Sweep the streets I used to own
Seas would rise when I gave the word
Now in the morning, I sleep alone
Sweep the streets I used to own
I
used to roll the dice
Feel the fear in my enemy's eyes
Listen as the crowd would sing
Now the old king is dead! Long live the king!
Feel the fear in my enemy's eyes
Listen as the crowd would sing
Now the old king is dead! Long live the king!
One
minute I held the key
Next the walls were closed on me
And I discovered that my castles stand
Upon pillars of salt and pillars of sand
Next the walls were closed on me
And I discovered that my castles stand
Upon pillars of salt and pillars of sand
I
hear Jerusalem bells are ringing
Roman Cavalry choirs are singing
Be my mirror, my sword and shield
My missionaries in a foreign field
For some reason I can't explain
Once you go there was never, never a honest word
And that was when I ruled the world
Roman Cavalry choirs are singing
Be my mirror, my sword and shield
My missionaries in a foreign field
For some reason I can't explain
Once you go there was never, never a honest word
And that was when I ruled the world
It
was a wicked and wild wind
Blew down the doors to let me in
Shattered windows and the sound of drums
People couldn't believe what I'd become
Blew down the doors to let me in
Shattered windows and the sound of drums
People couldn't believe what I'd become
Revolutionaries
wait
For my head on a silver plate
Just a puppet on a lonely string
Oh, who would ever want to be king?
For my head on a silver plate
Just a puppet on a lonely string
Oh, who would ever want to be king?
I
hear Jerusalem bells are ringing
Roman Calvary choirs are singing
Be my mirror, my sword and shield
My missionaries in a foreign field
For some reason I can't explain
I know Saint Peter won't call my name
Never an honest word
But that was when I ruled the world
Roman Calvary choirs are singing
Be my mirror, my sword and shield
My missionaries in a foreign field
For some reason I can't explain
I know Saint Peter won't call my name
Never an honest word
But that was when I ruled the world
Oh,
oh, oh, oh, oh
I
hear Jerusalem bells are ringing
Roman Calvary choirs are singing
Be my mirror, my sword and shield
My missionaries in a foreign field
For some reason I can't explain
I know Saint Peter won't call my name
Never an honest word
But that was when I ruled the world
Roman Calvary choirs are singing
Be my mirror, my sword and shield
My missionaries in a foreign field
For some reason I can't explain
I know Saint Peter won't call my name
Never an honest word
But that was when I ruled the world
Viva la vida (Coldplay)
Solía gobernar el mundo
Los
mares se elevaban cuando yo lo ordenaba
Ahora
por las mañanas duermo solo
Barro
las calles que solía poseer
Solía
tirar los dados
Sentir
el miedo en los ojos de mi enemigo
Escuchar
mientras la multitud cantaba
Ahora
que el viejo rey está muerto, ¡larga vida al rey!
Un
minuto tenía la llave
Al
siguiente las paredes se cerraban sobre mí
Y
descubrí que mis castillos se erigían
Sobre
pilares de sal y pilares de arena
Oigo
tañir a las campana de Jerusalén
los
coros de la caballería romana están cantando
sé
mi espejo, mi espada y mi escudo
mis
misionarios en un campo extranjero
por
un motivo que no puedo explicar
una
vez que vas no hubo nunca, nunca una palabra honesta
Y
eso fue cuando yo gobernaba el mundo
Fue un viento retorcido y salvaje
el que derribó las puertas para
dejarme entrar
Ventanas rotas y sonido de
tambores
La gente no podía creer en lo
que me iba a convertir
Los revolucionarios esperan
Por mi cabeza en una bandeja de
plata
Simplemente una marioneta en un
hilo solitario
oh ¿quién querría ser rey
alguna vez?
Oigo
tañir a las campana de Jerusalén
los
coros de la caballería romana están cantando
sé
mi espejo, mi espada y mi escudo
mis
misionarios en un campo extranjero
por
un motivo que no puedo explicar
sé
que San Pedro no dirá mi nombre.
Nunca
una palabra honesta
pero
eso fue cuando yo gobernaba el mundo
Oh,
oh, oh, oh, oh
Oigo
tañir a las campana de Jerusalén
los
coros de la caballería romana están cantando
sé
mi espejo, mi espada y mi escudo
mis
misionarios en un campo extranjero
por
un motivo que no puedo explicar
sé
que San Pedro no dirá mi nombre.
Nunca
una palabra honesta
pero
eso fue cuando yo gobernaba el mundo
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