Paroles de Prisoner Of Chillon

These chains are now my only friends And solitude my joy I think I hear the distant laugh of the count Savoy Tonight I'll leave this cursed home Yet wake up still the prisonner of Chillon I'm punished for God's Holy Word Imprisonned for my stand But if I die a martyr's death Still I will not recant I'll trust it till my strenght is gone Then leap into eternal dawn Thus freeing me, the prisoner of Chillon For I would gladly sacrifice my all to the Son And here I gladly serve Him as the prisonner of, the prisonner of, (the prisonner of), the prisonner of, (the prisonner of) A mouse to keep me company A spider on my wall No one else to comfort me Or hear my anguished call I made my bed upon these stones And pass the hours all alone For I am still the prisoner of Chillon Yes I am still the prisoner of Chillon Yes I am still the prisoner of Chillon