paroles de chanson Isle of Avalon - Iron Maiden
I
can
hear
them
floating
on
the
wind
Immortal
souls
their
weeping
saddens
me
Mother
earth
you
know
your
time
is
near
Awaken
lust
the
seed
is
sown
and
reaped
Through
the
western
isle
I
hear
the
dead
awaken
Rising
slowly
to
the
court
of
Avalon
The
cauldron
of
the
head
of
Annwyn
laced
with
envy
Dark
around
its
edge
with
pearl
and
destiny
All
my
days
I've
waited
for
the
sign
The
one
that
brings
me
closer
to
isle
of
Avalon
I
can
feel
the
power
flowing
through
my
veins
My
heart
is
beating
louder,
close
to
Avalon
I
can
hear
you,
can
you
hear
me?
I
can
feel
you,
can't
you
feel
me?
Fertility
Mother
Goddess
Celebration,
sow
the
seeds
of
the
born
The
fruit
of
her
body
laden
Through
the
corn
doll
You
will
pray
for
them
all
The
image
of
Mother
Goddess
Lying
dormant,
in
the
eyes
of
the
dead
The
sheaf
of
the
corn
is
broken
End
the
harvest
Throw
the
dead
of
the
pyre
I
hear
her
crying
the
tears
of
an
angel
The
voices
I
hear
in
my
head
Blessed
the
fruits
are
the
corn
of
the
earth
Mother
earth
holy
blood
of
the
dead
Mother
earth
I
can
hear
you
Sacrifice,
now
united
Rising
levels
of
the
tidal
lakes
protect
them
Keepers
of
the
goddess
in
the
underworld
Holding
powers
of
the
mystics,
deep
inside
them
Nineteen
maidens,
guardians
of
the
otherworld
Mortal
conflict
born
of
Celtic
legend
That
apart
from
seven,
non-returned
from
Avalon
Mother
earth
I
can
feel
you
My
rebirth
now
completed
Fertility
mother
goddess
Celebration,
sow
the
seeds
of
the
born
The
fruits
of
her
body
laden
Through
the
corn
doll
You
will
pray
for
them
all
The
image
of
mother
goddess
Lying
dormant,
in
the
eyes
of
the
dead
The
sheaf
of
the
corn
is
broken
End
the
harvest,
throw
the
dead
on
the
pyre
To
have
the
belief
of
others
Looking
for
the
Isle
to
Show
them
a
sign
Fertility
of
all
mothers
Stood
in
silence
Waiting
now
for
their
turn
The
gateway
to
Avalon
The
island
where
the
souls
Of
dead
are
reborn
Brought
here
to
die
and
be
Transferred
into
the
earth
And
then
for
rebirth
I
hear
her
crying
the
tears
of
an
Angel
The
voices
I
hear
in
my
head
Blessed
the
fruits
are
the
corn
of
the
earth
Mother
earth
holy
bloodof
the
dead
The
water
in
rivers
and
rhymes
rises
quickly
Are
flowing
and
flooding
the
land
The
sea
shall
return
once
again
just
to
hide
them
Lost
souls
on
the
Isle
of
the
dead
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