(Pre-Chorus) Their bard can’t sing, but he sure can rhyme, His lute’s missing strings, yet he keeps time. The rogue’s pockets are empty, her luck’s a joke, But somehow, they survive every perilous stroke. (Chorus) “Oh, the bumbling heroes, they march on, Tripping over their own feet, but never gone. Through dungeons dark and dragon’s breath, They dance their way to victory, defying death!” (Verse 2) The wizard mumbles spells, gets them all wrong, His fireball fizzles out, but he sings along. The cleric prays to a deity unknown, Yet wounds close miraculously, seeds sown. (Pre-Chorus) The fighter swings wildly, eyes half-shut, His armor dented, but his heart is stout. The ranger shoots arrows, aiming for the moon, And somehow, they emerge from chaos unharmed soon. (Chorus) “Oh, the bumbling heroes, they march on, Tripping over their own feet, but never gone. Through dungeons dark and dragon’s breath, They dance their way to victory, defying death!” (Bridge) In taverns, they play to an audience bemused, Their songs a mix of bravery and absurdity fused. They raise tankards high, toast to their luck, As if destiny winks, saying, “You’re in for a pluck!” (Verse 3) Their map is upside-down, their compass spins, Yet they march forth, grinning like chagrinned. Through enchanted forests and haunted glades, They stumble upon quests, like accidental escapades. (Chorus) “Oh, the bumbling heroes, they march on, Tripping over their own feet, but never gone. Through dungeons dark and dragon’s breath, They dance their way to victory, defying death!” (Outro) So here’s to the troubadours of hapless fame, Their legend grows with each misadventure’s flame. For in their laughter, their camaraderie true, They prove that even fools can save the day—how 'bout you?26:T610, It's a knife cutting pain Like a piece of art blood stained What can we say I still remember that day Your head in my hand I'll keep you if I can In this place where we are Painfully beautiful broken hearts I told you I was fine nothing on my mind the truth was buried deep inside so I lied, I lied. How do we move on when our love is so strong, so strong. Heartache is a painting left undone we were two lovers star crossed under that Midwest sun. The knife cutting pain my heart on a chain, the canvas stained with the love of a twin flame. What can we say I still remember that day Your head in my hand I'll keep you if I can In this place where we are Painfully beautiful broken hearts, Painfully beautiful broken hearts. It's a knife cutting pain Like a piece of art blood stained What can we say I still remember that day Your head in my hand I'll keep you if I can In this place where we are Painfully beautiful broken hearts I told you I was fine nothing on my mind the truth was buried deep inside so I lied, I lied. How do we move on when our love is so strong, so strong. Heartache is a painting left undone we were two lovers star crossed under that Midwest sun. The knife cutting pain my heart on a chain, the canvas stained with the love of a twin flame. What can we say I still remember that day Your head in my hand I'll keep you if I can In this place where we are Painfully beautiful broken hearts, Painfully beautiful broken hearts.27:T453,(Refrain) Que le ciel nous tombe sur la tête, Nous resterons debout dans la fête, Par Toutatis, nous serons prêts, À affronter ce qui vient après ! (Vers 1) Dans nos chopes, le vin ruisselle, Tant pis si la bataille est cruelle, Nous chantons, ivres de fierté, À nos dieux, à notre liberté ! (Refrain) Que le ciel nous tombe sur la tête, Nous resterons debout dans la fête, Par Toutatis, nous serons prêts, À affronter ce qui vient après ! (Pont musical) (Vers 2) Demain peut-être sera la fin, Mais ce soir, nous buvons le destin, Dans nos cœurs, la flamme brille, Sous les étoiles, notre famille ! (Refrain) Que le ciel nous tombe sur la tête, Nous resterons debout dans la f

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