Текст песни King Richard - Chris de Burgh
I
have
seen
the
ghost
of
old
King
Richard
Walking
through
the
hall
as
if
he
were
alive
And
with
such
an
air
of
pain
and
sorrow
Trying
to
get
back
to
the
other
side
I
have
heard
the
tale
of
when
King
Richard
Was
granted
a
relic
of
the
Holy
Cross
But
from
him
'twas
stolen
when
in
prison
Now
he's
greaving
for
the
loss.
Ooooh
a
lack
a
day
May
good
fortune
come
his
way
Ooooh
a
lack
a
lee
May
his
spirit
rest
in
peace.
I
have
seen
the
sword
of
old
King
Richard
Hanging
with
a
scabbard
at
the
fireside
Such
a
mighty
blade
of
Spanish
silver
Keen
and
flashing
in
the
firelight
I
have
read
the
words
of
old
King
Richard
Standing
at
the
walls
of
Jerusalem
When
he
raised
his
voice
to
exhort
his
people
Ready
for
the
battle
with
the
Saracen.
Ooooh
a
lack
a
day
May
good
fortune
come
his
way
Ooooh
a
lack
a
lee
May
his
spirit
rest
in
peace
Ooooh
a
lack
a
day
May
good
fortune
come
his
way
Ooooh
a
lack
a
lee
May
his
spirit
rest
in
peace.
I
have
seen
the
ghost
of
old
King
Richard
Walking
through
the
hall
as
if
he
where
alive.
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