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letra de viva la vida (live) - coldplay

[intro: crowd, chris martin]
oh-oh-oh, oh-oh, oh
oh-oh-oh, oh-oh, oh
oh-oh-oh, oh-oh, oh
oh-oh-oh, oh-oh, oh
oh-oh-oh, oh-oh, oh
oh-oh-oh, oh-oh, oh (let’s go)
oh-oh-oh, oh-oh, oh
oh-oh-oh, oh-oh, oh (you take it, you take it)
oh-oh-oh, oh-oh, oh (louder, louder, louder)
oh-oh-oh, oh-oh, oh
oh-oh-oh, oh-oh, oh
oh-oh-oh, oh-oh, oh
oh-oh-oh, oh-oh, oh

[verse 1: chris martin]
i used to rule the world
seas would rise when i gave the word
now in the morning, i sleep alone
sweep the streets i used to own

[verse 2: chris martin]
i used to roll the dice
feel the fear in my enemy’s eyes
listen as the crowd would sing
“now the old king is dead, long live the king”
one minute, i held the key
next, the walls were closеd on me
and i discovered that my castlеs stand
upon pillars of salt, pillars of sand
[chorus: chris martin]
i hear jerusalem bells are ringing
roman cavalry choirs are singing
be my mirror, my sword, my shield
missionaries in a foreign field
for some reason, i can’t explain
once you’d gone, there was never, never an honest word
that was when i ruled the world

[verse 3: chris martin]
it was the wicked and wild wind
blew down the doors to let me in
the shattered windows and the sound of drums
people couldn’t believe what i’d become
revolutionaries wait for my head on a silver plate
i’m just a puppet on a lonely string
oh, who would ever want to be king?

[chorus: chris martin]
now i hear jerusalem bells are ringing
roman calvary choirs are singing
be my mirror, my sword, my shield
missionaries in a foreign field
for some reason, i can’t explain
i know saint peter won’t call my name
never an honest word
that was when i ruled the world
lights on

[bridge: chris martin, crowd]
c’mon, c’mon, c’mon
okay, let ’em hear
oh-oh-oh, oh-oh, oh
oh-oh-oh, oh-oh, oh
oh-oh-oh, oh-oh, oh
oh-oh-oh, oh-oh, oh
oh-oh-oh, oh-oh, oh

[chorus: chris martin]
i bear jerusalem bells are ringing
roman calvary choirs are singing
be my mirror, my sword, my shield
missionaries in a foreign field
for some reason i can’t explain
i know saint peter won’t call my name
never an honest word
but that was when i ruled the world

[outro: crowd, chris martin]
oh-oh-oh, oh-oh, oh
oh-oh-oh, oh-oh, oh
oh-oh-oh, oh-oh, oh
oh-oh-oh, oh-oh, oh
oh-oh-oh, oh-oh, oh
oh-oh-oh, oh-oh, oh
oh-oh-oh, oh-oh, oh
oh-oh-oh, oh-oh, oh
oh-oh-oh, oh-oh, oh
everybody, put your hands in the air
everybody, put your hands in the air
please everybody, put your hands in the air

- coldplay

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