Biografia:
Giant Rooks are an indie pop band from Hamm, Germany, founded in 2014. Their members are Frederik Rabe,
Finn Schwieters, Finn Thomas, Jonathan Wischniowsky and Luca Göttner.
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Outras músicas:
Quatro anos de trabalho duro!Neste mês de maio fizemos quatro anos no ar. Continuamos trabalhando na divulgação deste maravilhoso instrumento, obrigado por participar da nossa história!
[Verse I]
C Em C G
When I'm shivering in the morning dust again
Am G D C
Then I sliver stale bread and give it to the doves
Em C G
They are fluttering around me at the old marketplace
Am G D C
And I worship somehow when we're thinking out loud
[Chorus I]
Em G
What's the chapel of mine?
C
I begged you as we walked the brown meadows
D G C
All the colours were much more intense 'cause it rained before
[Chorus II]
D Em G C
And the chapels I know are warm and inside
D Em G C
Are multi-entwined aisles I need to define
D G C
So that I could see its tortuous structures
C
I thought that you
C D G
Could lead me through
[Verse I]
C Em C G
When I'm shivering in the morning dust again
Am G D C
Then I sliver stale bread and give it to the doves
Em C G
They are fluttering around me at the old marketplace
Am G D C
And I worship somehow when we're thinking out loud
[Chorus I]
Em G
What's the chapel of mine?
C
I begged you as we walked the brown meadows
D G C
All the colours were much more intense 'cause it rained before
Em G
What's the chapel of mine?
C
I begged you as we walked the brown meadows
D G C
All the colours were much more intense 'cause it rained before
[Bridge]
Em G
You believe to be on an ill-fated ship
C
But got enough time, live a satisfying life on it
D Em
And where all common sense is gone
C
People want the chapels for their own
Em G
You believe to be on an ill-fated ship
C
But got enough time, live a satisfying life on it
D Em
And where all common sense is gone
G C
People want the chapels for their own
D
And where all common sense is gone
Em C
People want the chapels for their own
D
And where all common sense is gone
Em C
People want the chapels for their own
D
And where all common sense is gone
Em C
People want the chapels for their own
[Chorus II]
D Em G C
And the chapels I know are warm and inside
D Em G C
Are multi-entwined aisles I need to define
D G C
So that I could see its tortuous structures
C G C
I thought that you
C D G C
Could lead me through
C Em C G
When I'm shivering in the morning dust again
Am G D C
Then I sliver stale bread and give it to the doves
Em C G
They are fluttering around me at the old marketplace
Am G D C
And I worship somehow when we're thinking out loud
[Chorus I]
Em G
What's the chapel of mine?
C
I begged you as we walked the brown meadows
D G C
All the colours were much more intense 'cause it rained before
[Chorus II]
D Em G C
And the chapels I know are warm and inside
D Em G C
Are multi-entwined aisles I need to define
D G C
So that I could see its tortuous structures
C
I thought that you
C D G
Could lead me through
[Verse I]
C Em C G
When I'm shivering in the morning dust again
Am G D C
Then I sliver stale bread and give it to the doves
Em C G
They are fluttering around me at the old marketplace
Am G D C
And I worship somehow when we're thinking out loud
[Chorus I]
Em G
What's the chapel of mine?
C
I begged you as we walked the brown meadows
D G C
All the colours were much more intense 'cause it rained before
Em G
What's the chapel of mine?
C
I begged you as we walked the brown meadows
D G C
All the colours were much more intense 'cause it rained before
[Bridge]
Em G
You believe to be on an ill-fated ship
C
But got enough time, live a satisfying life on it
D Em
And where all common sense is gone
C
People want the chapels for their own
Em G
You believe to be on an ill-fated ship
C
But got enough time, live a satisfying life on it
D Em
And where all common sense is gone
G C
People want the chapels for their own
D
And where all common sense is gone
Em C
People want the chapels for their own
D
And where all common sense is gone
Em C
People want the chapels for their own
D
And where all common sense is gone
Em C
People want the chapels for their own
[Chorus II]
D Em G C
And the chapels I know are warm and inside
D Em G C
Are multi-entwined aisles I need to define
D G C
So that I could see its tortuous structures
C G C
I thought that you
C D G C
Could lead me through
Gibonni
Gibson Brothers
Gibson-Miller Ba (...)
Giedre
Gift