كلمات The Highlander

From a time so long ago Before the wind, the rain, the snow Immortal life, a curse bestowed Forever trapped in a world so cold The highlander's sword Scorns the years since he was born, it never ceases The heads of those its torn He prays, removes his wreath of thorns, and bless him mortal A million times has he cried For the ones he's loved all have died But the loneliness through shows The emptiness of dreams be his to know The highlander's sword Through the years, alone has torn his heart to pieces For the gathering shall come His hell be done, for only one escapes disaster, oh So for centuries have they survived Holding their dark secret deep inside With the pain, her love lost in his eyes He battles to the last to win the prize The highlander's sword Scorns the years since he was born, it never ceases The heads of those its torn He prays, removes his wreath of thorns, and bless him mortal The highlander's sword Forged of tears, four hundred years he has waited For the gathering has come When time is done, there can be just one and no other