sábado, 7 de janeiro de 2017

The mighty arms of Atlas hold the heavens from the earth


Oh, to ride the wind 
To tread the air above the din 
Oh, to laugh aloud 
Dancing as we fought the crowds 

To seek the man whose pointing hand 
The giant step unfolds 
With guidance from the curving path 
That churns up into stone 

If one bell should ring 
In celebration for a king 
So fast the heart should beat 
As proud the head with heavy feet,

Days went by when you and I 
Bathed in eternal summer's glow 
As far away and distant 
Our mutual child did grow 

Oh the sweet refrain 
Soothes the soul and calms the pain 
Oh Albion remains 
Sleeping now to rise again 

Wandering and wandering 
What place to rest the search? 
The mighty arms of Atlas 
Hold the heavens from the earth 

For the mighty arms of Atlas 
Hold the heavens from the earth 
From the earth 

 I know the way

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