Noor

Words of destiny, Carried by the wind, Whispered in your ears They bear tears. Looks like an Angel, with the Beast in the internal one. wild and untamed, hated and beloved These words come from a Creature, At home in our heads. And tell me what do yo

Wir lieben die Stürme, die brausenden Wogen, der eiskalten Winde raues Gesicht. Wir sind schon der Meere so viele gezogen Und dennoch sank unsre Fahne nicht. Das Schiff gleitet stolz durch die schäumenden Wogen, es strafft der Wind unsre Segel mit Ma

What shall we do with the drunken sailor, What shall we do with the drunken sailor, What shall we do with the drunken sailor, Early in the morning Hoo-ray, and up she rises, Hoo-ray, and up she rises, Hoo-ray, and up she rises, Early in the morning.