I used to rule the worldSeas would

I used to rule the world
Seas would rise when i gave the word
Now in the morning I sweep alone
Sweep the streets that I use to own

I used to roll the dice
Feel the fear in my ennemies' eyes
Listen as the crowd would sing
Now the old king is dead long live the king
One minute I held the key
Next the walls were closed on me
I discovered that my castles stand
Upon pillars of salt and pillars of sand

I hear Jerusalem bells a ringing
The roman cavalry choirs are singing
Be my mirror my sword and shield
My missionaries in a foreign field
For some reason I can't explain
Once you go there was never, never a honest word
That was when I ruled the world

It was the wicked and wild wind
Blew down the doors to let me in
Shattered windows and the sound of drums
People couldn't believe what i'd become
Revolutionaries wait
For my head on a silver plate
Just a puppet on a lonely string
Oh who would ever want to be king ?

I hear Jerusalem bells a ringing
The roman cavalry choirs are singing
Be my mirror my sword and shield
My missionaries in a foreign field
For some reason I can't explain
I know Saint Peter won't call my name
Never a honest word
But that was when I ruled the world

I hear Jerusalem bells a ringing
The roman cavalry choirs are singing
Be my mirror my sword and shield
My missionaries in a foreign field
For some reason I can't explain
I know Saint Peter won't call my name
Never a honest word
But that was when I ruled the world

Résultats (Latin) 1:

Ego pro imperio mundi prevaluit
cum Maria resurrectionem iussit
everrit Mane autem solus
plebe verri sibi vias quae uti talis eram amoveamus ennemies Domine ne in oculis turbam audi hymnum et nunc et mortuus est senex, rex, salve rex unus minute I clavem Next moenia clausis in me comperi quia non stant turribus , et columnas, et super columnas de arena sale audiam Jerusalem bells clara sunt Romani equites choros psallentium meus speculum gladio et scutum meum in alieno agro missionarios Horum ego non potueritis solvere vos cum nunquam non honestum verbum dominatum orbis quod si et bestias pessimas impii ventus typhonicus qui foris in Fenestra patuit, et in clangore tympanorum credere non potuit, quod ego in Revolutionaries expectare , quia caput meum super argento iustum a pupa in a sola chorda qui semper Oh volo esse regis? ego exaudiam bells Jerusalem, a pulsatione Consecuntur equites nostri chori canunt speculum gladius meus et protector meus in alieno agro missionarios Horum explicare non possum ego non vocabis nomen Petrus verbi neque honestum est autem cum mundus regitur et Jerusalem, audite bells clara sunt Romani equites choros psallentium speculum meus scutum meum et in alieno agro, praedicatores mei , quia non possum explicare rationem vocare nomen meum, et non novi sanctorum Petri verbum non honestum est et quod est, quando ego dominatus sum in mundo,