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Soleil Royal Музыка: Rolf Kasparek Текст: Rolf Kasparek 1692, the 29th of May. Sir Tourville, the admiral - his fleet is on its way. He commands his ships to fight. They attack the british line. He must be caught in senseless pride - to him his honour's prime. His mighty flagship strong and brave, heading for the fight. It pets the british men to grave, cruising through the tide. The veil of night obscures the sea. The tables getting turned. Confusion rules - no chance to flee. His fleet is getting burned PRECHORUS: Cannons speak the fatal words - the language of death. Wipes away to many men, takes away their breath. CHORUS: Heat and fire, burning pyre. Smoke and flames, a raging hell. Death and blood, the fatal rub. Blows away "Soleil Royal". Their position's getting intricate, heading for "Cherbourg". Desperatly they dare their fate, they feel too much secured. Cannons fire round by round, the smell of acred smoke. Vibrating full from top to ground, shacken by its poke. PRECHORUS: Cannons speak the fatal words - the language of death. Wipes away to many men, takes away their breath. CHORUS: Heat and fire, burning pyre. Smoke and flames, a raging hell. Death and blood, the fatal rub. Blows away "Soleil Royal". To cape "Barfleur" they try to flee. The battle's raging hard. Balls of lead, rushing the sea, hit the hull windward. The english-men - hard on their trace - follow turn by turn. A heavy round, the coupe de grace, tearing up its stern. (SOLO) The powder in the storage room litten by a spark. Bursting kegs, a giant boom, tear the decks apart. The blood spills of the scupperholes - the sea is turning red. No time to pray, no bell to toll, no burial for the dead. PRECHORUS: Cannons speak the fatal words - the language of death. Wipes away to many men, takes away their breath. CHORUS (2x): Heat and fire, burning pyre. Smoke and flames, a raging hell. Death and blood, the fatal rub. Blows away "Soleil Royal".