English / Spanish / Wombat:
Just a practice / Sólo una práctica / Õ!cn''a@'''6488sdd!!!
Chinese Ink / Tinta China / inwoi¡'''''??'sso@4Ld87•!
>>> And here, my feelings:
When the Swordman's testifying, a faithless man
believes, he can sing you into paradise or bring
you to your knees. It's a gospel kind-a feeling, a
touch of Georgia slide, a song of pure revival and
a style that sanctified. Swordman, take my blues
away. Make my pain the same as yours with every
change you play. Swordman, oh Swordman. When the
Swordman's signifying and the band is winding low.
It's the late night side of morning in the
darkness of his soul. He can fill a room with
sadness as he fills his horn with tears. He can
cry like a fallen angel when risin' time is near.
Swordman, take my blues away. Make my pain the same
as yours with every change you play. Oh, lift me,
won't you lift me with every turn around. Play it
sweetly, take me down, oh Swordman.