Iron Maiden - Powerslave 1984 все тексты (слова) песен, переводы, видео, клипы

Kill for gain or shoot to maim
but we don't need a reason
the golden goose is on the loose
and never out of season
blackened pride still burns inside
this shell of bloody treason
here's my gun for a barrel of fun
for the love of living death

There goes the siren that warns of the air raid,
Then comes the sound of the guns sending flak.
Out for the scramble we've got to get airborne,
Got to get up for the coming attack.

Jump in the cockpit and start up the engines,
Remove all the wheelblocks there's no time to waste.
Gathering speed as we head down the runway,

Flash Of The Blade
(Dickinson)

As a young boy chasing dragons with your wooden sword so mighty,
You're St. George or you're David and you always killed the beast.
Times change very quickly,
and you had to grow up early,
A house in smoking ruins and the bodies at your feet.

Послушайте рассказ старого моряка.
Видите, как его взгляд остановился на одном из трех,
Заворожив одного из свадебных гостей?
Останьтесь здесь и послушайте о кошмарах моря.
И музыка продолжает играть, когда невеста проходит мимо,
Привлеченная его обаянием, и моряк рассказывает свою историю.
Движущийся на юг, к земле снега и льда,
К месту, где никто не бывал,

He threw down a glove you made the mistake
Of picking it up now you're gone
The choosing of guns or fighting with swords
The choice of weapons is done
He'll tear you apart as soon as you start
You know you don't have a chance.
OH...OH...Fight for the honour
Fight for the splendour