In everyone hides A king for a day Nature's actors In tragedies we play But deep bows the head That bears the crown For the weight of might Can always
so we're told. But don't we all have our personal dragons? Fantasy is a world not far from reality.] In everyone hides a king for a day Nature's actors
Vertaling: The Gathering. Koning vir 'n dag.
we're told. But don't we all have our personal dragons? Fantasy is a world not far from reality.] In everyone hides a king for a day Nature's actors
whole world's lost it's brain I sip away on the liquor and drink away the pain For the brothers who ain't here Pour a little on the floor son Time to get a
On a simple line day by day The earth spins on its axis One man struggles while another relaxes For the big wheel keeps on turning On a simple line day
king of the night So if you're ever in a battle, i'm a make you my slave And i'm a give you a shovel so you can dig a grave Leave behind all your fame
haq, Musa, Harun, Muhammad Ibrahim "Am I a good man?" (I don't know) "Am I a fool?" (We'll see) [Killah Priest] The Lord takes me, gathering speeds
sell a few candy bars Climb a rainbow and kiss the sun, walk on the moon when the day is done That's what I might do, If I had a mind to Somewhere someone
Hark, now hear the angels sing, a king was born today, And man will live for evermore, because of Christmas Day. Oh a moment still worth was a glow
of the lords in his hands Its a great day Chrous: For a celebration (celebrate his birth) you don't need a invitation (you don't need a
The day is done, the blinds are drawn The sound of afternoon is gone The corner store has locked its door And everyone has left for home When their sleepy
love Will you still wait for me? Will you still cry for me? Come and take my hand Will you still wait for me? Will you still cry for me? Come and take
He prays for he has no more tears to weep The day begins to break A muffled drums begins to sound A crowd begins to gather in the square The presence
among future kings can only lead to no good? And besides your sons and daughters Already know how that feels One day all the queens will gather 'round
the latest big club track We'll take it to Justin's and hit his King Kong Then we'll gather round the piano for a little sing song Oh, if I could kidnap
a picture well I sing a song from Sing-Sing, sippin' on Ginseng Righteous wax chaperon, rotatin' ring king Watch for the wooden soldiers, C Cypher Punks couldn't hold us A