Forum Heroes' Chronicles

As the sun breaks above the ground
An old man stands on the hill
As the ground warms to the first rays of light
A birdsong shatters the still

His eyes are ablaze
See the madman in his gaze

Fly on your way like an eagle
Fly as high as the sun
On your wings like an eagle
Fly and touch the sun

Now the crowd breaks and a young boy appears
Look the old man in his eyes
As he spreads his wings and shouts at the crowd
In the name of God my father I fly

His eyes seem so glazed
As he flies on the wings of a dream
Now he knows his father betrayed
Now his wings burn to ashes to ashes his grave

Fly on your way like an eagle
Fly as high as the sun
On your wings like an eagle
Fly and touch the sun

Dans un style trèèèèèès différent des précédents, mais facile quand même

branchez la guitare
entonnez le tempo
moi j'accorde ma basse
un, deux, trois, quatre

nous faisons
un vacarme
de tous les diables
chanter juste
ou chanter faux
je m'en fiche !
je préfère le rock
à la musique classique

Edith Piaf
ne regrette rien
où est la discothèque,
monsieur ?
je suis allergique
au jazz
placez le disque s'il vous plaît
sur le juke-box

mais qu'est-ce-que tu fais ?
tu fais le rythme,
la cadence,
la chanson alors
musique moderne,
populaire
c'est une rengaine
à la mode

...

She's crazy like a fool
What about it Daddy Cool

She's crazy like a fool
What about it Daddy Cool
I'm crazy like a fool
What about it Daddy Cool

Daddy, Daddy Cool
Daddy, Daddy Cool
......

I can't believe your thinking
Save everyone, inside you
Take everything
Fake everything
Save everything... about me

All of you, all right
Just because, I want to know
Do you still come last night clear eyes pale
You never got there even though you say you will
Sorry now that you've fallen from my eyes
That's the truth

Why tell me about
Why tell me about anything
You're just waiting for her to come apart
You're just waiting for her

Take everything
Fake everything
Save everything

Sometimes it’s hard to be a woman,
Given all your love to just one man
You’ll have bad times
And you’ll have good times
Doing things that you don’t understand.
But if you love him,
You’ll forgive him even though he’s hard to understand.
And if you love him,
Ohh, be proud of him
‘Cause after all he’s just a man!

C'est surement un truc du genre Faith Hill, Shiana Twain...