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Through The Mists Of Time - AC/DC

 Through The Mists Of Time

AC/DC


Lyrics:

See dark shadows

On the walls

See the pictures

Some hang, some fall

And the painted faces

All in a line

And the painted ladies

Yeah, the painted ladies


Through the mists of time

The mists of time

All the restless cries

Through the mists of time

From a mansion high

Through the mists of time


Hear the whisper

Of the whirlwind

Monster shadows

A light gone dim

Dark horses

Are in my sleep

Missed their voices

Conjure up our dreams

And the painted ladies

Yeah, the painted ladies


Through the mists of time

The mists of time

All the restless cries

Through the mists of time

From a mansion high

Through the mists of time


And the painted faces

Looking so divine


Through the mists of time

The mists of time

All the restless cries

Through the mists of time

From a mansion high

Searchin' for a sign

Through the mists of time

The mists of time, time

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Letra:

Veo sombras oscuras

En las paredes

Veo las fotos

Algunas cuelgan, otros caen

Y las caras pintadas

Todo en una linea

Y las damas pintadas

Si, las damas pintadas


A través de las brumas del tiempo

Las brumas del tiempo

Todos los gritos inquietos

A través de las brumas del tiempo

De una mansión en lo alto

A través de las brumas del tiempo


Escucha el susurro

Del torbellino

Sombras de monstruos

Una luz se desvaneció

Caballos oscuros

Están en mi sueño

Extrañaba sus voces

Conjura nuestros sueños

Y las damas pintadas

Si, las damas pintadas


A través de las brumas del tiempo

Las brumas del tiempo

Todos los gritos inquietos

A través de las brumas del tiempo

De una mansión en lo alto

A través de las brumas del tiempo


Y las caras pintadas

Luciendo tan divinas


A través de las brumas del tiempo

Las brumas del tiempo

Todos los gritos inquietos

A través de las brumas del tiempo

De una mansión en lo alto

Buscando una señal

A través de las brumas del tiempo

Las brumas del tiempo, el tiempo

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