The Age Of The Cathedrals(jieijiobuzakatedoraruzu) IU
- Lyricist:
Luc Plamondon・Richard Cocciante・英語詞：Will Jennings(rakuparamondonrichadokosshanteeigoshiuirujieningusu)
- Composer:
Luc Plamondon・Richard Cocciante(ryukkupuramondonrikkarudokotchante)
- Release Date:03-20-2013
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This is a tale that takes its place .
In Paris fair , this year of grace .
Fourteen hundred eighty two .
A tale of lust and love so true .
We are the artists of the time ,
we dream in sculpture dream in rhyme .
For you we bring our world alive ,
so something will survive .
From nowhere came the age of the cathedrals .
The old world began .
A new unknown thousand years .
For man just has to climb up where the stars are .
And live beyond life .
Live in glass and live in stone .
Stone after stone , day after day .
From year to year man had his way .
Men had built with faith and love .
These cathedrals rose above .
We troubadours and poets sing .
That love is all and everything .
We promise you , all human kind .
Tomorrow will be fine .
From nowhere came the age of the cathedrals .
The old world began .
A new unknown thousand years .
For man just has to climb up where the stars are .
And live beyond life .
Live in glass and live in stone .
From nowhere came the age of the cathedrals .
The old world began .
A new unknown thousand years .
For man just has to climb up where the stars are .
And live beyond life .
Live in glass and live in stone .
But it is doomed the age of the cathedrals .
Barbarians wait .
At the gates of Paris fair .
Oh let them in , these pagans and these vandals .
A wise man once said .
In two thousand , this world ends .
In two thousand , this world ends .
In Paris fair , this year of grace .
Fourteen hundred eighty two .
A tale of lust and love so true .
We are the artists of the time ,
we dream in sculpture dream in rhyme .
For you we bring our world alive ,
so something will survive .
From nowhere came the age of the cathedrals .
The old world began .
A new unknown thousand years .
For man just has to climb up where the stars are .
And live beyond life .
Live in glass and live in stone .
Stone after stone , day after day .
From year to year man had his way .
Men had built with faith and love .
These cathedrals rose above .
We troubadours and poets sing .
That love is all and everything .
We promise you , all human kind .
Tomorrow will be fine .
From nowhere came the age of the cathedrals .
The old world began .
A new unknown thousand years .
For man just has to climb up where the stars are .
And live beyond life .
Live in glass and live in stone .
From nowhere came the age of the cathedrals .
The old world began .
A new unknown thousand years .
For man just has to climb up where the stars are .
And live beyond life .
Live in glass and live in stone .
But it is doomed the age of the cathedrals .
Barbarians wait .
At the gates of Paris fair .
Oh let them in , these pagans and these vandals .
A wise man once said .
In two thousand , this world ends .
In two thousand , this world ends .
