Iron Maiden - Empire of the Clouds

Текст песни: To ride the storm to an empire of the clouds To ride the storm, they climbed aboard their silver ghost To ride the storm to a kingdom that will come To ride the storm and damn the rest oblivion Royalty and dignitaries, brandy and cigars Grey lady giant of the skies, you hold them in your arms The millionth chance they laughed To take down his majesty's craft To India they say magic carpet float away An October fateful day Mist is in the trees, stone sweats with the dew The morning sunrise, red before the blue Hanging at the mast, waiting for command His Majesty's airship, the R101 She's the biggest vessel built by man, a giant of the skies For all you unbelievers, the Titanic fits inside Drum roll tight her canvas skin, silvered in the sun Never tested with the fury, with the beating yet to come The fury yet to come In the gathering gloom the storm rising in the west The coxswain stared into the plunging weather glass We must go now, we must take our chance with fate We must go now, for a politician, he can't be late The airship crew awake for thirty hours at full stretch But the ship is in their backbone, every sinew, every inch She never flew at full speed, a trial never done Her fragile outer cover her Achilles would become An Achilles yet to come Sailors of the sky, a hardened breed Loyal to the king and an airship creed The engines drum, the telegraph sounds Release the cords that bind us to the ground Said the coxswain “Sir, she's heavy, she'll never make this flight“ Said the captain “Damn the cargo, we'll be on our way tonight“ Groundlings cheered in wonder as she backed off from the mast Baptizing them her water from the ballast fore and aft Now she slips into our past Fighting the wind as it blows you Feeling the diesels that push you along Watching the channel below you Lower and lower into the night Lights are passing below you Northern France asleep in their beds Storm is raging around you A million to one, that's what he said Reaper standing beside her With his scythe cuts to the bone Panic to make a decision Experienced men, asleep in their graves Her cover is ripped and she's drowning Rain is flooding into the hull Bleeding to death and she's falling Lifting gas is draining away “We're down lads“ came the cry, bow plunging from the sky Three thousand horses silent as the ship began to die The flares to guide her path, ignited at the last The empire of the clouds just ashes in our past, Just ashes at the last Here lie their dreams as I stand in the sun On the ground where they built and the engines did run To the moon and the stars, now what have we done? Oh, the dreamers may die, but the dreams live on Dreams live on, dreams live on Now a shadow on a hill, the angel of the east The empire of the clouds may rest in peace And in a country churchyard laid head to the mast Eight and forty souls who came to die in France To ride the storm, to an empire of the clouds To ride the storm, they climbed aboard their silver ghost To ride the storm, to a kingdom that will come To ride the storm, and damn the rest, oblivion Royalty and dignitaries, brandy and cigars Related giant of the skies, you hold them in your arms The millionth chance they laughed, to take down his majesty's craft "To India," they say, "magic carpet float away," an October fateful day Mist is in the trees, stone sweats with the dew The morning sunrise, red before the blue Hanging at the mast, waiting for command His majesty's airship, the R101 She's the biggest vessel built by man, a giant of the skies For all you unbelievers, the titanic fits inside Drum rolled tight, a canvas skin, silvered in the sun Never tested with the fury, with a beating yet to come The fury yet to come... In the gathering gloom, a storm rising in the west The coxswain stared into the plunging weather glass We must go now, we must take our chance with fate We must go now, for the politicians he can't be late The airship crew awake for thirty hours at full stretch, But the ship is in their backbone, every sinew, every inch She never flew at full speed, a trial never done A fragile outer cover, her Achilles would become An Achilles yet to come... Sailors of the sky, a hardened breed Loyal to the king, and an airship creed The engines drum, the telegraph sounds Release the cords that bind us to the ground Said the coxswain, "Sir, she's heavy, she'll never make this flight." Said the captain, "Damn the cargo! We'll be on our way tonight." Groundsmen cheered in wonder, as she backed up from the mast Baptising with her water, from the ballast fore and aft Now she slips into our past... Feeling the wind as it blows you Feeling the beams as they pass you along Watching the channel below you Lower and lower, into the night Lights are passing below you Northern France, asleep in their beds Storm is raging around you A million to one, that's what he said Reaper standing beside you Wind inside cuts to the bone Panicked to make a decision Experienced men, asleep in their graves The cover is ripped and she's flooding Rain is flooding into the hold Bleeding to death and she's falling Lifting gas is draining away "We're down, lads!" came a cry, bow plunging from the sky Three thousand horses silent as the ship began to die The flares to guide her path ignited at the last The empire of the clouds, just ashes in our past Just ashes at the last... Here lie their dreams as they stand in the sun On the ground where they built, and the engines they run To the moon and the stars, now what have we done? Oh the dreamers may die, but the dreams live on Dreams live on Dreams live on Now a shadow on a hill, the angel of the east The empire of the clouds may rest in peace And in a country churchyard, laid head to the mast Eight and forty souls, who came to die in France...

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Iron Maiden – <p>Iron Maiden is a British rock band that has had a significant impact on the development of rock metal in general.</p><p> Iron Maiden ranks as one of the most successful rock metal bands in human history over the past 40 years. They are on a par with such giants as Deep Purple, Black Sabbath, Judas Priest, Led Zeppelin, Queen, Metallica, Motorhead, Megadeth, AC / DC, Kiss, Scorpions, Helloween.</p><p> The founder of the group, the author of most of the songs (music and lyrics) and the permanent leader of the band is bass player Steve Harris.</p><p> Iron Maiden have sold over 100 million albums worldwide.</p> – Ирон Маиден
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To ride the storm to an empire of the clouds
To ride the storm, they climbed aboard their silver ghost
To ride the storm to a kingdom that will come
To ride the storm and damn the rest oblivion

Royalty and dignitaries, brandy and cigars
Grey lady giant of the skies, you hold them in your arms
The millionth chance they laughed
To take down his majesty's craft
To India they say magic carpet float away
An October fateful day

Mist is in the trees, stone sweats with the dew
The morning sunrise, red before the blue
Hanging at the mast, waiting for command
His Majesty's airship, the R101

She's the biggest vessel built by man, a giant of the skies
For all you unbelievers, the Titanic fits inside
Drum roll tight her canvas skin, silvered in the sun
Never tested with the fury, with the beating yet to come
The fury yet to come

In the gathering gloom the storm rising in the west
The coxswain stared into the plunging weather glass
We must go now, we must take our chance with fate
We must go now, for a politician, he can't be late

The airship crew awake for thirty hours at full stretch
But the ship is in their backbone, every sinew, every inch
She never flew at full speed, a trial never done
Her fragile outer cover her Achilles would become
An Achilles yet to come

Sailors of the sky, a hardened breed
Loyal to the king and an airship creed
The engines drum, the telegraph sounds
Release the cords that bind us to the ground

Said the coxswain “Sir, she's heavy, she'll never make this flight“
Said the captain “Damn the cargo, we'll be on our way tonight“
Groundlings cheered in wonder as she backed off from the mast
Baptizing them her water from the ballast fore and aft
Now she slips into our past

Fighting the wind as it blows you
Feeling the diesels that push you along
Watching the channel below you
Lower and lower into the night
Lights are passing below you
Northern France asleep in their beds
Storm is raging around you
A million to one, that's what he said

Reaper standing beside her
With his scythe cuts to the bone
Panic to make a decision
Experienced men, asleep in their graves
Her cover is ripped and she's drowning
Rain is flooding into the hull
Bleeding to death and she's falling
Lifting gas is draining away

“We're down lads“ came the cry, bow plunging from the sky
Three thousand horses silent as the ship began to die
The flares to guide her path, ignited at the last
The empire of the clouds just ashes in our past,
Just ashes at the last

Here lie their dreams as I stand in the sun
On the ground where they built and the engines did run
To the moon and the stars, now what have we done?
Oh, the dreamers may die, but the dreams live on
Dreams live on, dreams live on

Now a shadow on a hill, the angel of the east
The empire of the clouds may rest in peace
And in a country churchyard laid head to the mast
Eight and forty souls who came to die in France




To ride the storm, to an empire of the clouds
To ride the storm, they climbed aboard their silver ghost
To ride the storm, to a kingdom that will come
To ride the storm, and damn the rest, oblivion

Royalty and dignitaries, brandy and cigars
Related giant of the skies, you hold them in your arms
The millionth chance they laughed, to take down his majesty's craft
"To India," they say, "magic carpet float away," an October fateful day

Mist is in the trees, stone sweats with the dew
The morning sunrise, red before the blue
Hanging at the mast, waiting for command
His majesty's airship, the R101

She's the biggest vessel built by man, a giant of the skies
For all you unbelievers, the titanic fits inside
Drum rolled tight, a canvas skin, silvered in the sun
Never tested with the fury, with a beating yet to come
The fury yet to come...

In the gathering gloom, a storm rising in the west
The coxswain stared into the plunging weather glass
We must go now, we must take our chance with fate
We must go now, for the politicians he can't be late
The airship crew awake for thirty hours at full stretch,
But the ship is in their backbone, every sinew, every inch
She never flew at full speed, a trial never done
A fragile outer cover, her Achilles would become
An Achilles yet to come...

Sailors of the sky, a hardened breed
Loyal to the king, and an airship creed

The engines drum, the telegraph sounds
Release the cords that bind us to the ground
Said the coxswain, "Sir, she's heavy, she'll never make this flight."
Said the captain, "Damn the cargo! We'll be on our way tonight."
Groundsmen cheered in wonder, as she backed up from the mast
Baptising with her water, from the ballast fore and aft
Now she slips into our past...

Feeling the wind as it blows you
Feeling the beams as they pass you along
Watching the channel below you
Lower and lower, into the night

Lights are passing below you
Northern France, asleep in their beds
Storm is raging around you
A million to one, that's what he said

Reaper standing beside you
Wind inside cuts to the bone
Panicked to make a decision
Experienced men, asleep in their graves

The cover is ripped and she's flooding
Rain is flooding into the hold
Bleeding to death and she's falling
Lifting gas is draining away

"We're down, lads!" came a cry, bow plunging from the sky
Three thousand horses silent as the ship began to die
The flares to guide her path ignited at the last
The empire of the clouds, just ashes in our past
Just ashes at the last...

Here lie their dreams as they stand in the sun
On the ground where they built, and the engines they run
To the moon and the stars, now what have we done?
Oh the dreamers may die, but the dreams live on
Dreams live on
Dreams live on

Now a shadow on a hill, the angel of the east
The empire of the clouds may rest in peace
And in a country churchyard, laid head to the mast
Eight and forty souls, who came to die in France...

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