Esmaaankuv koutek demence!

Its only been an hour
Since he locked her in the tower
The time has come
He must be undone
By the morning

Many times before
The tyrants opened up the door
Then someone cries
Still we close our eyes
Not again

Meet me when the sun is in the western skies
The fighting must begin before another someone dies
Cross bows in the fire light
Greensleeves waving
Madman raving
Through the shattered night

Flames are getting higher
Make it leap unto the spire
Draw bright down
Cut it to the ground
We shall dance around the fire

No more night
We have seen the light
Let it shine on bright
Hang him higher


Thx Ritchie and Ronie

Shes been gone since yesterday
Oh I didnt care
Never cared for yesterdays
Fancies in the air

No sighs or mysteries
She lay golden in the sun
No broken harmonies
But Ive lost my way
She had rainbow eyes
Rainbow eyes
Rainbow eyes

Love should be a simple blend
A whispering on the shore
No clever words you cant defend
They lead to never more

No sighs or mysteries
She lay golden in the sun
No broken harmonies
But Ive lost my way
She had rainbow eyes
Rainbow eyes
Rainbow eyes

Summer nights are colder now
Theyve taken down the fair
And all the lights have died somehow
Or were they ever there

No sighs or mysteries
She lay golden in the sun
No broken harmonies
But Ive lost my way
She had rainbow eyes

Many thanks to Ritchie Blackmore and Ronie Dio

Nevim proc, ale...kdyz se na ni podivam, mam takovy divny pocit...

Neco te trapi? neco ti nejde? sedni si na silnici, ono to prejde...

Dneska je nejakej divnej den, ale vecer jdeme s klukama na "ryby" tak to bude snad lepsi... I<3U

Tuhle pisnicku mi dal ucitel v kytare cca pred trema tydnama...
 
Pratelstvi, to je nekdy vic nez laska
Je to vira v to, ze ruka svira, pevne jinou dlan.
Pratelstvi, to je placha jemna kraska,
Ktera mava na toho, co dava vic nez citu dan

Pratelstvi, to jsou slova, ktera plati
Stejne jako v tonech pisni jako v desti strel.
Pratelstvi, je ozvenou, co vrati
Tvoje touhy, sny a prani, vyznani a pousmani

To je pratelstvi, prave pratelstvi...

Pratelstvi, to jsou stejne cile v dalce
Je to sila, krehka jako vila, presto nejvetsi.
Pratelstvi, neustoupi ani valce
Ani v pousti silne neopousti, slabe presvedci

Pratelstvi, to jsou svety plne lidi
Kde se zapomina, jak se rika sam.
Pratelstvi, jsou oci ktere vidi
Zna sve cesty, jako ptaci, jakou slunce teplo vraci
Lidem pratelstvi, prave pratelstvi.


Je jen nekolich takovych slov
Jsou prosta, vzacna a nezbytna
Nekdy je vyslovujeme prilis casto
A pak se nam zdaji byt vsedni a obycejna
Ale ten, kdo alepson jednou poznal
Jejich pravou cenu, jim uz nikdy neukrivdi
Nebot jejich cena je cennou
A smyslem naseho zivota...

Pratelstvi, je stiskam teplych dlani
Je to bila primka krasnych setkani
Pratelstvi, je tim, co lide chrani
Jmenem svym lidi pristich
Vzdyt uz davno zkazu tristi
Prave pratelstvi, pevne pratelstvi

Pratelstvi, to je nekdy vic nez laska
Je to vira v to, ze ruka svira pevne jinou dlan...

Jinak vcera, jsem zase trosku posmelil kytaru, ale kvuli ni mi to nevadi, bylo to fajn:)

DO PICE!!!! BOLI!!!! KURVA!!!!

Hej...dneska me tak boli hlava cely odpoledne, asi jsem dneska vypil malo tekutin, hruza, se mi ta hlava snad rozkoci...HELP DO PICE!!!!

It's time for Vegeance, time for walk...  <3U