CORRIGER LES PAROLES

Paroles : The Rink

Everyday is like a child awakening
To the present of the light
To hold and unfold
Diamonds of black gold

Every ruler is [?] hard is quickening
Gliding in the black light
Poetry unreels
Head over heels

Waiting for the black knight
To shine his light (Outside)
To make it right ( [?] for a fight)
Waiting for the black knight

our own

Spinning out our daily [?] polarity
Witnessing the black night
Conquer reality
Fooling gravity

White raven takes the fight
Comes spiralling
Into a kamikaze dive
ablaze
ablaze

Waiting for the black knight
To shine his light (Outside)
To make it right ( [?] for a fight)
Waiting for the black knight

our own
Into our own