The Court of The Crimson King

Текст песни king crimson - The Court of The Crimson King <br/> The dance of the puppets<br /><br />The rusted chains of prison moons<br /><br />Are shattered by the sun.<br /><br />I walk a road, horizons change<br /><br />( )<br />The tournaments begun.<br /><br />The purple piper plays his tune,<br /><br />The choir softly sing;<br /><br />Three lullabies in an ancient tongue,<br /><br />For the court of the crimson king.<br /><br />The keeper of the city keys<br /><br />Put shutters on the dreams.<br /><br />I wait outside the pilgrims door<br /><br />With insufficient schemes.<br /><br />The black queen chants<br /><br />The funeral march,<br /><br />The cracked brass bells will ring;<br /><br />To summon back the fire witch<br /><br />To the court of the crimson king.<br /><br />The gardener plants an evergreen<br /><br />Whilst trampling on a flower.<br /><br />I chase the wind of a prism ship<br /><br />To taste the sweet and sour.<br /><br />The pattern juggler lifts his hand;<br /><br />The orchestra begin.<br /><br />As slowly turns the grinding wheel<br /><br />In the court of the crimson king.<br /><br />On soft gray mornings widows cry<br /><br />The wise men share a joke;<br /><br />I run to grasp divining signs<br /><br />To satisfy the hoax.<br /><br />The yellow jester does not play<br /><br />But gentle pulls the strings<br /><br />And smiles as the puppets dance<br /><br />In the court of the crimson king.