Letras
The coldest winter in memory
Was 1709
The sea froze off the coast of France
Along the Neptune line
By the lost town of Dunwich
The shore was washed away
They say you hear the church bells still
As they toll beneath the waves
Come all you earthly princes
Wheresoever you may be
From the Sun King in the court of France
To the Czar in Muscovy
Take heed of Charles of Sweden
The Lion of the North
On the cracked earth of summer
With his army he goes forth
I was there amongst that number
I heard the trumpets strain
I saw the host of banners
Spread across the Polish plain
And those that set against us
They soon were swept away
They may have the numbers
But Charles shall have the day
Guardian angels
Wherever you may be
Reach down and keep my soul for me
We cut our way through forests
We crossed on frozen streams
They fell away before us
Like a murmur in a dream
They burned the land around us
While snow was closing in
The hands of winter took us
As we fight against the wind
Through all the courts of Europe
There's a rumor from the east
The kings have come to battle
And it's Charles has known defeat
They'll shake their heads and wonder
At how this came to be
But it's nights without a shelter
That have made an end of me
Guardian angels
Wherever you may be
Reach down and keep my soul for me
Now Charles has fled to Turkey
He's left his men on fire
And we'll be marched through Moscow now
As prisoners of the Czar
And had I but known last summer
What I now understand
I'd have never set my foot inside
This bleak and bitter land
Guardian angels
Wherever you may be
Reach down and keep my soul for me
The coldest winter in memory
Was 1709
The sea froze off the coast of France
Along the Neptune line
By the lost town of Dunwich
The shore was washed away
They say you hear the church bells still
As they toll beneath the waves