Wooden Leg (Part III)
Venir todos y escuchar una historia de dolor
De ira, y venganza piernas, brazos, y vudu
De cómo un hombre alguna vez buscándose encontró
Su perdición y su final y aquí es su canción
40 years, I have laid in this grave that I made
With a torment never-ending and a curse on my name
Wooden arms, wooden legs are no use when you are dead
In the darkness and the silence is where I lay my head
Wooden leg, wooden leg
This was the tale of the wooden leg
Wooden leg, wooden leg
This was the tale of the wooden leg
聞いてくれ奴の
傷と悲しみ
苦しみ辿り着いたは酒場
ストロングゼロ 儚き夢
散る花の如く ここに眠る
40 years, I have laid in this grave that I made
With a torment never-ending and a curse on my name
Wooden arms, wooden legs are no use when you are dead
In the darkness and the silence is where I lay my head
Wooden leg, wooden leg
This was the tale of the wooden leg
Wooden leg, wooden leg
This was the tale of the wooden leg
40 years, I have laid in this grave that I made
With a torment never-ending and a curse on my name
So let's drink, through the night, to our friends who have died
Though they slumber in the shadows, they are always by our side
Wooden arms (kanpai!), wooden legs (salud!) are no use when you are dead
In the darkness and the silence is where I lay my head
Wooden leg, wooden leg
This was the tale of the wooden leg
Wooden leg, wooden leg
This was the tale of the wooden leg
This was the tale of the wooden leg
This was the tale of the wooden leg
De ira, y venganza piernas, brazos, y vudu
De cómo un hombre alguna vez buscándose encontró
Su perdición y su final y aquí es su canción
40 years, I have laid in this grave that I made
With a torment never-ending and a curse on my name
Wooden arms, wooden legs are no use when you are dead
In the darkness and the silence is where I lay my head
Wooden leg, wooden leg
This was the tale of the wooden leg
Wooden leg, wooden leg
This was the tale of the wooden leg
聞いてくれ奴の
傷と悲しみ
苦しみ辿り着いたは酒場
ストロングゼロ 儚き夢
散る花の如く ここに眠る
40 years, I have laid in this grave that I made
With a torment never-ending and a curse on my name
Wooden arms, wooden legs are no use when you are dead
In the darkness and the silence is where I lay my head
Wooden leg, wooden leg
This was the tale of the wooden leg
Wooden leg, wooden leg
This was the tale of the wooden leg
40 years, I have laid in this grave that I made
With a torment never-ending and a curse on my name
So let's drink, through the night, to our friends who have died
Though they slumber in the shadows, they are always by our side
Wooden arms (kanpai!), wooden legs (salud!) are no use when you are dead
In the darkness and the silence is where I lay my head
Wooden leg, wooden leg
This was the tale of the wooden leg
Wooden leg, wooden leg
This was the tale of the wooden leg
This was the tale of the wooden leg
This was the tale of the wooden leg
Credits
Writer(s): Christopher Bowes, Lasse Lammert, Gareth Murdock
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