Текст (слова) песни: Running Wild - Treasure Island

Squire Trelawny and Dr. Livesay having asked me, Jim Hawkins, to tell
everybody the whole tale about the "Island",
Flint`s treasure and Mr. Silver. Keeping nothing back but its position
and that only,
because the major part of the treasure has not been lifted yet.
I personally think we would never have begun this adventure and set
course with the "Hispaniola",
if we knew what would happen and that some of us would never return,
having lost their lives.
Sometimes the whole story haunts dreams and brings me the worst
nightmares I ever had,
That`s when I hear the cries of the fallen, the waves pounding the rocks
on the coast and Captain Flint`s raw voice screaming:
"Pieces of eight !, Pieces of eight ! Hahaha!"
And I tell you, no oxen and wain ropes will ever take me back to
"Treasure Island" !!!
Mr. Bones is fighting "black Dog"
He wants to split him to the chine
"Blind Pew" the bringer of the spot
Horse-hooves trampling his shine
We have the map to start our trip
The "Squire" has the ship and the sailors
"Long John" is the man with the grip
No one knows he will raid us
The yell of the slain, the waves on the rocks
Captain Flint`s raising hell
He`s calling my name to drive me insane
But I`ll never return to
Treasure Island where the brave fell
A one-legged devil from the pit of hell
A greedy demon on his treasury
Cursed the island, oh, eternally
"Long John" is spreading his law
Hatching a death bringing plot
I show up in a conceal of war
What I heard in the barrel from this toad
The yell of the slain, the waves on the rocks
Captain Flint`s raising hell
He`s calling my name to drive me insane
But I`ll never return to
Treasure Island where the brave fell
A one-legged devil from the pit of hell
A greedy demon on his treasury
Cursed the island, oh, eternally
We see the land, shining sand, but it can be our grave
I jump the boat, overload, trying to be brave
Burning sun, find "Ben Gunn", assassins claim the ship
I cut the rope, I try to cope to free it from "Hand`s" Grip
Pulling row, cannon law, the jolly-boats last trip
Killing tried, stockade fight, "Silver`s" villains quit
Abandonment, to "Silver`s" hand, a cunning pact is made
Trick or treat, make scoundrels bleed, their dullness will be paid
[Solo]
I stumble to the stockade, the sweat drips from my brow
No one keeps a lookout, oh no! the rabble owns it now
"Silver" tries to shield me, the "Black spot" comes again
He throws the map onto the ground, he plays a tricky game
Pickax, rope and shovel, the dead-man marks the way
No chest, no gold, no silver, 2 Guineas is their pay
Musket cracks like thunder, the blood is running red
"Ben Gunn" kept the treasure, from beginning to the end
[Solo]
When we put back to the sea "Silver`s" chains are doubly tight
"Long John" and his counterfeit key Sidle away into the night
The yell of the slain, the waves on the rocks
Captain Flint`s raising hell
He`s calling my name to drive me insane
But I`ll never return to
Treasure Island where the brave fell
A one-legged devil from the pit of hell
A greedy demon on his treasury
Cursed the island, oh, eternally
Treasure Island where the brave fell
A one-legged devil from the pit of hell
A greedy demon on his treasury
Cursed the island, oh, eternally

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Меню » Главная » Музыка » Правила » В избранное	Музыка RU: 0-9 А Б В Г Д Е Ж З И К Л М Н О П Р С Т У Ф Х Ц Ч Ш Щ Э Ю Я EN: A B C D E F G H I J K L M N O P Q R S T U V W X Y Z Текст (слова) песни: Running Wild - Treasure Island Squire Trelawny and Dr. Livesay having asked me, Jim Hawkins, to tell everybody the whole tale about the "Island", Flint`s treasure and Mr. Silver. Keeping nothing back but its position and that only, because the major part of the treasure has not been lifted yet. I personally think we would never have begun this adventure and set course with the "Hispaniola", if we knew what would happen and that some of us would never return, having lost their lives. Sometimes the whole story haunts dreams and brings me the worst nightmares I ever had, That`s when I hear the cries of the fallen, the waves pounding the rocks on the coast and Captain Flint`s raw voice screaming: "Pieces of eight !, Pieces of eight ! Hahaha!" And I tell you, no oxen and wain ropes will ever take me back to "Treasure Island" !!! Mr. Bones is fighting "black Dog" He wants to split him to the chine "Blind Pew" the bringer of the spot Horse-hooves trampling his shine We have the map to start our trip The "Squire" has the ship and the sailors "Long John" is the man with the grip No one knows he will raid us The yell of the slain, the waves on the rocks Captain Flint`s raising hell He`s calling my name to drive me insane But I`ll never return to Treasure Island where the brave fell A one-legged devil from the pit of hell A greedy demon on his treasury Cursed the island, oh, eternally "Long John" is spreading his law Hatching a death bringing plot I show up in a conceal of war What I heard in the barrel from this toad The yell of the slain, the waves on the rocks Captain Flint`s raising hell He`s calling my name to drive me insane But I`ll never return to Treasure Island where the brave fell A one-legged devil from the pit of hell A greedy demon on his treasury Cursed the island, oh, eternally We see the land, shining sand, but it can be our grave I jump the boat, overload, trying to be brave Burning sun, find "Ben Gunn", assassins claim the ship I cut the rope, I try to cope to free it from "Hand`s" Grip Pulling row, cannon law, the jolly-boats last trip Killing tried, stockade fight, "Silver`s" villains quit Abandonment, to "Silver`s" hand, a cunning pact is made Trick or treat, make scoundrels bleed, their dullness will be paid [Solo] I stumble to the stockade, the sweat drips from my brow No one keeps a lookout, oh no! the rabble owns it now "Silver" tries to shield me, the "Black spot" comes again He throws the map onto the ground, he plays a tricky game Pickax, rope and shovel, the dead-man marks the way No chest, no gold, no silver, 2 Guineas is their pay Musket cracks like thunder, the blood is running red "Ben Gunn" kept the treasure, from beginning to the end [Solo] When we put back to the sea "Silver`s" chains are doubly tight "Long John" and his counterfeit key Sidle away into the night The yell of the slain, the waves on the rocks Captain Flint`s raising hell He`s calling my name to drive me insane But I`ll never return to Treasure Island where the brave fell A one-legged devil from the pit of hell A greedy demon on his treasury Cursed the island, oh, eternally Treasure Island where the brave fell A one-legged devil from the pit of hell A greedy demon on his treasury Cursed the island, oh, eternally Нравится песня? Расскажи о ней друзьям: Прямая ссылка на текст песни Treasure Island: http://musworld.ru/music/eng/117/1/12886.html Все тексты песен: Running Wild » Running Wild - Death Or Glory » Running Wild - Port Royal (4:10) » Running Wild - Renegade » Running Wild - Beggar`s Night » Running Wild - Land Of Ice » Running Wild - Adventure Galley » Running Wild - Metalhead » Running Wild - Sinister Eyes » Running Wild - Freewind Rider » Running Wild - War And Peace » Running Wild - Rebel At Heart » Running Wild - Raise Your Fist » Running Wild - Marching To Die » Running Wild - Little Big Horn » Running Wild - The Rivalry » Running Wild - Ballad Of William Kidd » Running Wild - Into The Fire » Running Wild - Billy The Kid » Running Wild - Marooned » Running Wild - Unation Рекомендуем скачать: » Эли Бар-Яалом, Юлия Могилевер - Дом » Эмир Шабашвили - Ласточка » Эли Бар-Яалом, Юлия Могилевер - У десяти ветров » Эли Бар-Яалом - Типа романс » Эвелина Блёданс - Придуманная любовь » Э.Хиль - Ходит песенка по кругу » Эли Бар-Яалом - Братья » Эдуард Гончаров - Мне пророки сулили тебя... » Эльдус Сайфулин - Волшебник » Эмир Шабашвили - Рождественское » Элизиум - Hе грусти! » Эдита Пьеха - Манжерок » Эдуард Хиль - Летка-енька » Эли Бар-Яалом - Маленькие демиурги в городе Екатеринбурге... » Эли Бар-Яалом - Мужская греческая » Эдуард Гончаров - Полдень. Солнце. Поляна в лесу... » Эмир Шабашвили - Мартовский лед » Элизиум - Оптимизм » Эмир Шабашвили - Время осенней приборки » Эрика - Крылья любви
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