Un blog d'un fan de Iron Maiden
Qui parle de Maiden
Up the irons
Et n'importe qui qui veut maider
When I was wandering in the desert And was searching for the truth I heard a choir of angels calling out my name I had the feeling that my life would never be the same again I turned my face towards the barren sun And I know of the pain that you feel the same as me And I dream of the rain as it falls upon the leaves And the cracks in our lives like the cracks upon the ground They are sealed and are now washed away You tell me we can start the rain You tell me that we all can change You...