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Songtext zum Titel "In The Court Of The Crimson King"

Alle Medien mit diesem Song
Epitaph (Disc 1) - Volume One(1997) - King Crimson
Epitaph (Disc 2) - Volume Two(1997) - King Crimson
Pandemonium(1969) - King Crimson
Frame By Frame (Disc 1)(1991) - King Crimson
Cirkus, Disc 2: Fractured (1969-1996)(1999) - King Crimson
Greg Lake Live On The King Biscuit Flower Hour(1998) - Lake, Greg
Pictures Of An Exhibitionist(1993) - M. Walking On The Water
Ladies Of The Road (Disc 1)(2002) - King Crimson

 

In The Court Of The Crimson King

The rusted chains of prison moons

Are shattered by the sun.

I walk a road, horizons change

The tournament's begun.

The purple piper plays his tune,

The choir softly sing;

Three lullabies in an ancient tongue,

For the court of the crimson king.

 

The keeper of the city keys

Put shutters on the dreams.

I wait outside the pilgrim's door

With insufficient schemes.

The black queen chants

the funeral march,

The cracked brass bells will ring;

To summon back the fire witch

To the court of the crimson king.

 

The gardener plants an evergreen

Whilst trampling on a flower.

I chase the wind of a prism ship

To taste the sweet and sour.

The pattern juggler lifts his hand;

The orchestra begin.

As slowly turns the grinding wheel

In the court of the crimson king.

 

On soft gray mornings widows cry

The wise men share a joke;

I run to grasp divining signs

To satisfy the hoax.

The yellow jester does not play

But gentle pulls the strings

And smiles as the puppets dance

In the court of the crimson king.

Songtext: Sinfield, Peter

 

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