paroles de chanson Outside The Gates Of Cerdes - live - Procol Harum

Outside the gates of the city
Sits a two-pronged unicorn
The blazin' green light shows the time
On a rhinestone blue-gold horn
While a mermaid's lace condition
Is a reason for any whim
That two lancers haunt by
Barcelonette and a chance for a film
A palace built trans-mutantly
Is pewter painted arches
The shoes are sand-cruel
The water screams of being a sun
The water shapes the city
Crammed with marble and bronze
It's terracotta cups
And their shells ring loud
Singing praise for our spirit
And the joy of the drums
Dance, take the girls by the hand
In the race of falling dreams
The breeze to earth is blasting
On a line of water streams
And even the prayers to insanity
Can't but display marble flowers
Which only reach their legend
While our eyes see light
And the gods of violence