Los ángeles lloran

A pedido de la amiga VIIII, y con total placer, recordamos a una de las bandas más grandes de power metal de todos los tiempos: Angra.
Formación brasilera que en el año 1993 publicaba su primer album de estudio llamado Angels Cry, el cual contenía esta fantástica canción titulada como el disco, gracias a la cuál, los Angra lograrían acceder a escenarios de todo el mundo y mezclarse entre los mejores del género. Esta genial banda, en esta perla, se da además el lujo de introducir un fragmento del Capricho No. 24 de Paganini.
Les dejo un video con la interpretación en vivo de esta canción ejecutada por su formación original y además un Bonus de Bruce Dickinson y André Matos cantando juntos "Flight of Icarus" de los Iron maiden.
Que los disfruten!.

Angels cry

Cry in the night of the angels
For their light will never shine
With their hearts so full of sorrow
Muddy waters all around
The curtain falls for helpless souls
How they suffer swept aside
And the raging streams are flowing
with so little hope inside

(Is like)
Angels crying
Can't take no more
Angels dying
Capture their fall

Try to see this misery
Your future is not what you wished it to be
So try to fly, the answer lies
in the angry darkened skies
(angry darkened skies)

You just keep on standing in these fields all your life
You sow the seeds that never grow
No harvest comes such a strain to feed the few
Still you're waiting, it's in vain...
The change must come right now!

Oh, see the sun in the sky
(From the dawn of destruction)
Free, free this chain from my heart...
(chain, chain, chain)
Hear the cry of angels
from this life you cannot hide
The change may come tomorrow
for the solemn weeping eyes

(Like)
Angels crying
Can't take no more
Angels dying
Capture their fall

Try to see this misery
your future is not what you wished it to be
So try to fly, the answer lies
in the angry darkened skies
(angry darkened skies)

You just keep on standing in these fields all your life
You sow the seeds that never grow
No harvest comes such a strain to feed the few
Still you're waiting, it's in vain...
The change must come right now!

Angels are crying and dying
There must be some way
endless you stray, still you pray for a better life
Nobody sees when a glimpse
of your target lies behind you,
Like steps of the pilgrims unshined!

The flight of Icarus (Dickinson/Matos)

As the sun breaks above the ground
An old man stands on the hill
As the ground warms to the first rays of light
A birdsong shatters the still

His eyes are ablaze
See the madman in his gaze

Fly on your way like an eagle
Fly as high as the sun
On your wings like an eagle
Fly and touch the sun

Now the crowd breaks and a young boy appears
Look the old man in his eyes
As he spreads his wings and shouts at the crowd
In the name of God my father I fly

His eyes seem so glazed
As he flies on the wings of a dream
Now he knows his father betrayed
Now his wings burn to ashes to ashes his grave

Fly on your way like an eagle
Fly as high as the sun
On your wings like an eagle
Fly and touch the sun

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