Un blog d'un fan de Iron Maiden
Qui parle de Maiden
Up the irons
Et n'importe qui qui veut maider
From the coast of gold, across the seven seas, I'm travelling on, far and wide, But now it seems, I'm just a stranger to myself, And all the things I sometimes do, it isn't me but someone else. I close my eyes, and think of home, Another city goes by, in the night, Ain't it funny how it is, you never miss it til it's gone away, And my heart is lying there and will be til my dying day. So understand Don't waste your time always searching for those wasted years, Face up...make your stand,...