Paroles Jeff Buckley Hallelujah
I’ve heard there was a secret chord That David played, and it pleased the Lord But you don’t really care for music, do you? It goes like this The fourth, the fifthThe minor fall, the major lift The baffled king composing Hallelujah Hallelujah Hallelujah Hallelujah Hallelujah Your faith was strong but you needed proof You saw her bathing on the roof Her beauty andthe moonlight overthrew you She tied you to her kitchen chair She broke your throne, she cut your hair And from your lips she drew the Hallelujah Hallelujah Hallelujah Hallelujah Hallelujah Baby I’vebeen here before I know this room, I’ve walked this floor I used to live alone before I knew you I’ve seen your flag on the marble arch Love is not a victory march It’s a cold and it’s a brokenHallelujah

Viva la vida COLDPAY
I used to rule the world,Seas would rise when I gave the word,Now in the morning I sleep alone,Sweep the streets I used to own.I used to roll the dice,Feel thefear in my enemy’s eyes,Listen as the crowd would sing: »Now the old king is dead! Long live the king! ».One minute I held the key,Next the walls were closed on me,And I discovered that my castlestand,Upon pillars of salt, pillars of sand.I hear Jerusalem bells ringing,Roman Cavalry choirs are singing.Be my mirror, my sword and shield,My missionaries in a foreign field.For some reason I can’texplain,Once you go there was never, Never an honest world,But that was when I ruled the world. It was the wicked and wild wind,Blew down the doors to let me in.Shattered windows and the sound ofdrums,People couldn’t believe what I’d become.Revolutionaries wait,For my head on a silver plate,Just a puppet on a lonely string,Oh who would ever want to be king?I hear Jerusalem bells ringing,RomanCavalry choirs are singing,Be my mirror, my sword and shield,My missionaries in a foreign field.For some reason I can’t explain,I know Saint Peter won’t call my name.Never an honest world,But that was…