I was walking through the night
Suddenly I remarked a sound in the winds
An angel like voice singing a tale
Through the cold and stormy night
(The black angel)
Flies an angel
(The guardian angel)
White skin, red lips and long, black hair
(The black angel)
Her wing is broken
Listening breathless to her voice
Which has touched me right there in my heart
I felt the tears run down my face
Through the cold and stormy night
(The black angel)
Flies an angel
(The guardian angel)
White skin, red lips and long, black hair
(The black angel)
Her wing is broken
The storm drags on her clothes
Like an invisible warrior
Her wing broke with a sound
So disgusting that it did froze my heart
Her voice became weaker
Losing this fight of blackness
Through the cold and stormy night
(The black angel)
Flies an angel
(The guardian angel)
White skin, red lips and long, black hair
(The black angel)
Her wing is broken
Through the cold and stormy night
(The black angel)
Flies an angel
(The guardian angel)
White skin, red lips and long, black hair
(The black angel)
Her wing is broken
(The guardian angel)
The black angel
Artist: Tin Machine
Artist: Del Shannon
Artist: Michael Chapman
Artist: Oi Polloi