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In the Court of the Crimson King - Richard Sanderson (李察·山德森)-歌词

In the Court of the Crimson King - Richard Sanderson (李察·山德森)

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 sings

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

While 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 gently pulls the strings

And smiles as the puppets dance

In the court of the crimson king

King

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