Letra Original
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
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!"
One minute I held the key
Next the walls were closed on me
And I discovered that my castles stand
Upon pillars of salt, 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 not explain
Once you know there was never, never an honest word
That was when I ruled the world
(Ohhh)
It was the wicked and wild wind
Blew down the doors to let me in.
Shattered windows and the sound of drums
People could not 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?
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 not explain
I know Saint Peter will call my name
Never an honest word
And that was when I ruled the world
(Ohhhhh Ohhh Ohhh)
Hear Jerusalem bells are ringings
Roman Cavalry choirs are singing
Be my mirror my sword and shield
My missionaries in a foreign field
For some reason I can not explain
I know Saint Peter won't call my name
Never an honest word
But that was when I ruled the world
Oooooh Oooooh Oooooh
Tradução
OUÇA A MÚSICA
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
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!"
One minute I held the key
Next the walls were closed on me
And I discovered that my castles stand
Upon pillars of salt, 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 not explain
Once you know there was never, never an honest word
That was when I ruled the world
(Ohhh)
It was the wicked and wild wind
Blew down the doors to let me in.
Shattered windows and the sound of drums
People could not 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?
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 not explain
I know Saint Peter will call my name
Never an honest word
And that was when I ruled the world
(Ohhhhh Ohhh Ohhh)
Hear Jerusalem bells are ringings
Roman Cavalry choirs are singing
Be my mirror my sword and shield
My missionaries in a foreign field
For some reason I can not explain
I know Saint Peter won't call my name
Never an honest word
But that was when I ruled the world
Oooooh Oooooh Oooooh
Tradução
- Spoiler:
- Eu costumava reger o mundo
Mares se agitavam ao meu comando
Agora, pela manhã, me arrasto sozinho
Varrendo as ruas que costumava mandar
Eu costumava jogar os dados
Sentia o medo no olhos dos meus inimigos
Ouvia como o povo cantava:
"Agora o velho rei está morto! Vida longa ao rei!"
Por um minuto segurei a chave
Próximo as paredes que se fechavam pra mim
E percebei que meu castelo estava erguido
Sobre pilares de sal e pilares de areia
Eu ouço os sinos de Jerusalém tocando
Os corais da cavalaria romana cantando
Seja meu espelho, minha espada e escudo
Meu missionário em uma terra estrangeira
Por um motivo que eu não sei explicar
Quando você se foi não havia
Não havia uma palavra honesta
Era assim, quando eu regia o mundo
Foi o terrível e selvagem vento
Que derrubou as portas para que eu entrasse
Janelas destruídas e o som de tambores
O povo não poderia acreditar no que me tornei
Revolucionários esperam
Pela minha cabeça em uma bandeja de prata
Apenas uma marionete em uma solitária corda
Oh, quem realmente ia querer ser rei?
Eu ouço os sinos de Jerusalém tocando
Os corais da cavalaria romana cantando
Seja meu espelho, minha espada e escudo
Meu missionário em uma terra estrangeira
Por um motivo que eu não sei explicar
Eu sei que São Pedro não chamará meu nome
Nunca uma palavra honesta
Mas, isso foi quando eu regia o mundo
OUÇA A MÚSICA
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