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Rush Farewell To Kings

In the constellation of Cygnus There lurks a mysterious, invisible force The black hole Of Cygnus X - 1 Six stars of the northern cross In mourning for

When they turn the pages of history When these days have passed long ago Will they read of us with sadness For the seeds that we let grow We turned our

When they turn the pages of history When these days have passed long ago Will they read of us with sadness For the seeds that we let grow We turned

Oversættelse: Rush. Farvel til Kings.

Oversættelse: Rush. Tættere på The Heart A Farewell to Kings.

: And the men who hold high places Must be the ones to start To mould a new reality Closer to the Heart The Blacksmith and the Artist Reflect it

: "To seek the sacred river Alph To walk the caves of ice To break my fast on honey dew And drink the milk of Paradise..." I had heard the whispered

: "In the constellation of Cygnus There lurks a mysterious, invisible force The Black Hole Of Cygnus X-1 Six Stars of the Northern Cross In mourning

And the men who hold high places Must be the ones to start To mould a new reality Closer to the Heart The Blacksmith and the Artist Reflect it