SOLEIL ROYAL | Dalszöveg és Magyar Fordítás (kattintásra)

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1692, the 29th of May

Sir "Tourville", the admiral, his fleet is on its way

He commands his ships to fight, they attack the british line

He must be caught in senseless pride, to him his honour's prime

His mighty flagship strong and brave, heading for the fight

It pets the british men to grave, cruising through the tide

The veil of night obscures the sea, the tables getting turned

Confusion rules, no chance to flee, his fleet is getting burned

Cannons speak the fatal words, the language of death

Wipes away to many men, takes away their breath

Heat and fire, burning pyre

Smoke and flames, a raging hell

Death and blood, the fatal rub

Blows away "Soleil Royal"

Their position's getting intricate, heading for "Cherbourg"

Desperatly they dare their fate, they feel too much secured

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