Bruce Springsteen
zpěvák, kytarista, multiinstrumentalista
Hodnocení na Kinobox.cz: 74%- Narození:
- 23. září 1949
- Věk:
- 75 let
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Bruce Frederick Joseph Springsteen zvaný „The Boss“, je americký rockový a folkový zpěvák, kytarista a multiinstrumentalista. Springsteen dlouhodobě spolupracuje se svou kapelou E Street Band. V USA za svou kariéru prodal více než 65 miliónů alb,...
Píseň: Chimes Of Freedom (live)
- Interpret:
- Bruce Springsteen
- Album:
- Chimes of freedom
Well, far between sundown's finish and midnight's broken toll We ducked inside the doorway, thunder crashin' As majestic bells of boats struck shadows in the sun Sayin', it may be the chimes of freedom flashin' Hey, flashin' for the warriors whose strength is not to fight Flashin' for the refugees on their unarmed road of flight And for each and every underdog, soldier in the night We gazed upon the chimes of freedom flashin' Well, in the city's melted furnace unexpectedly, we watched With faces hidden here while the walls were tightenin' As the echo of the wedding bells before the blowing rain Dissolved into the wild bales of lightnin' Yeah, tollin' for the rebel, yeah, tollin' for the raked Tollin' for the luckless, the abandoned and forsaked Yeah, tollin' for the outcasts burnin' constantly at stakes And we gazed upon the chimes of freedom flashin' Oh yeah! And then through a cloud-like curtain in a far off corner flashed There's a hypnotic, splattered mist was slowly liftin' Well, electric light still struck like arrows Fired but for the ones, condemned to drift or else be kept from driftin' Well, tollin' for the searching ones on this speechless, secret trail For the lonesome haunted lovers with too personal a tale And for each young heart for each channeled soul misplaced inside a jail Yeah, we gazed upon the chimes of freedom flashin' Well, starry eyed and laughin' I recall when we were caught Trapped by an old track of vows for the hands suspended As we listened one last time, and we watched with one last look Spellbound and swallowed "Has the tollin' ended?" Yeah, tollin' for the achin' ones whose wounds cannot be nursed For the countless, confused, accused, misused strung out ones at worst And for every hung out person in the whole wide universe And we gazed upon the chimes of freedom flashin'