Tiger
Sally Oldfield
Homma latyovaya
Komma lalya verma latyo vama yo
Tiger! Tiger! Burning bright
In the forests of the night
What immortal hand or eye
Could frame thy fearful symmetry?
In what distant deeps or skies
Burnt the fire of thine eyes?
On what wings dare he aspire?
What the hand dare seize the fire?
Komma latyovaya
Komma lalya verma latyo vama yo
Revenge of the skies, revenge of the skies
Shining in your emerald eyes
Komma latyovaya
Komma lalya verma latyo vama yo
Revenge of the skies, revenge of the skies
Shining in your emerald eyes
Tiger! Tiger! Burning bright
In the forests of the night
What immortal hand or eye
Could frame thy fearful symmetry?
In what distant deeps or skies
Burnt the fire of thine eyes?
On what wings dare he aspire?
What the hand dare seize the fire?
Komma latyovaya
Komma lalya verma latyo vama yo
Revenge of the skies, revenge of the skies
Shining in your emerald eyes
Revenge of the skies, revenge of the skies
Shining in your emerald eyes
Tiger! Tiger! Burning bright
In the forests of the night
What immortal hand or eye
Could frame thy fearful symmetry?
Though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death
I will fear no evil
Tonight the earth cries
Come back to me! Come back to me!
Come back to me! Come back to me!
Tiger! Tiger! Burning bright
In the forests of the night
What immortal hand or eye
Could frame thy fearful symmetry?