Enfilade piosenki

Great, old, sprawling, majestic city Embrace me withdrawn, tired and glum Emerging from underground Into the cold autumn rain Wet pavements reflect theatre lights Tortured mind reflects on the past Things that long ago were agreed upon Which I time and...

The merchantmen steam in columns In the strictly defined order Carrying vital cargoes forward Fast convoy, eastbound Guarded fiercely by destroyers And the nimble flower-class corvettes Wayward children of Max Horton Shepherds with the cold hearts Op...

All my hate is for you I loathe your faces and flags. You are all leper, your foul tongues so stink. I hate seeing you standing. I hate hearing you screaming. I hate feeling you spreading your infectious disease. I deny your leanings. I ha...

I Woe, woe for England! Civil war lasts for years. The aristocracy fights for the throne. The two roses, red and white. This is the last medieval war. The kings draw their swords. The kings of England. Fly Yorkist colours, fly! Our king is rivalled once...

Now we're all free at our farm, now we can work for ourselves. Old boar's behest we fulfilled, we finally got rid of the farmer. Now the rational pigs govern our farm, where everything is ours, Where it's a good thing to have four legs, where all animals a...

The thought itself is a crime. The consequences of every act are included in the act itself. Big Brother keeps watch over me, looking from the every wall. The past is changing day by day. And it's testimonials are rewritable. Even the elders can't recal...