Socrates |
A rose... a rose... a rose... a rose in the fountain |
A rock... a rock... a rock... a rock in the mountain |
Alone... alone... alone in your desolation |
You met... you met... you met your extermination |
Socrates, first superstar |
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Dressed in a gown, you walked through the town |
Socrates, first superstar |
Teacher of love and of reason, you only could understand |
The words that you spoke still hurt and provoke |
Socrates, first superstar |
For this you were seized and imprisoned |
And killed by your poisonous hand |
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A rose... a rose... a rose... a rose in the fountain |
A rock... a rock... a rock... a rock in the mountain |
Alone... alone... alone in your desolation |
You met... you met... you met your extermination |
Socrates, first superstar |
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A rose... a rose... a rose... a rose in the fountain |
A rock... a rock... a rock... a rock in the mountain |
Alone... alone... alone in your desolation |
You met... you met... you met your extermination |
Socrates, first superstar |
Superstar |
Superstar |
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In front of your grave, so peaceful and brave |
Socrates, first superstar |
You talked and your students would listen to every word that you said |
But people above don't care about love |
Socrates, first superstar |
Your teachings, they said, were indecent |
So they wanted you dead |
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A rose... a rose... a rose... a rose in the fountain |
A rock... a rock... a rock... a rock in the mountain |
Alone... alone... alone in your desolation |
You met... you met... you met your extermination |
Socrates, first superstar |
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A rose... a rose... a rose... a rose in the fountain |
A rock... a rock... a rock... a rock in the mountain |
Alone... alone... alone in your desolation |
You met... you met... you met your extermination |
Socrates, first superstar |
Superstar |
Superstar |