Missy Can’t Decide
У меня руки так и не дошли, но кто-то ведь взял и сделал!
У меня руки так и не дошли, но кто-то ведь взял и сделал!
Как Симм пел на самом деле в этой сцене без фанеры :)
Из серии “Нарочно не придумаешь”. Сделало мой день.
Спасибо, Интернет!
Ed Force One, самолет Iron Maiden
Вариант 2016:
Еще классная переделка “Рейнов из Кастамере” с куплетами про Станниса и Робба
And who are you, the proud lord said,That I must bow so low?Only a cat of a different coat,That’s all the truth I knowIn a coat of gold or a coat of redA lion still has claws,And mine are long and sharp, my friend,As long and sharp as yoursAnd so he spoke, and so he spoke,That Lord of CastamereAnd now the rains weep o’er his hallsWith no-one there to hearYes, now the rains weep o’er his hallsWith not a soul to hearAnd who are you, the brother saidTo keep my throne from me?The boy has no claim, just a stag in nameA lion’s all I seeYou have your gods and your false boy kingWhat have they done for you?My Lord of Light has the truth, and the mightHis fire will lead me trueAnd so he spoke, and so he spokeThat stag of DragonstoneAnd now the flames tear down his prideAnd the boy withholds the throneYes, now the flames tear down his prideAnd the boy withholds the throneAnd who are you, the Young Wolf saidTo rule with so much fear?You follow the law of a summer childBut winter is drawing nearWhen you kill a wolf you enrage his pack,You’ll fear our howls of warAnd when the North brings its icy chillWe’ll hear no lions roarAnd so he spoke, and so he spokeThat King of WinterfellAnd now the wolves clean out his homeWith not a soul to tellYes, now the wolves clean out his homeWith not a soul to tellAnd so they spoke, and so they spokeThose foes of CasterlyAnd now their blood will paint her wallsFor all the lions to seeYes, now their blood will paint her wallsFor all the lions to see
ves mir kak ogromny medved na vostoke
Давно что-то в моём дневнике не было Холленса ^__^