stories from old days

Heroes from old days
Told me the stories of their fantasies
He tremble when his story isn't win
About the diamonds he found me this night to come
It could be you, you, you
It could be anyone
He's still alive, live, and has brought
What he has told
I saw the blast of the stoves
Gleam of the diamonds
I saw the blast of the stoves
Hey, you think you can come along?
No no no no
He came into medium zen
The medium spells the night
The people were crowded and joined
The stranger has saved those who hung there at height
It could be you, you, you
It could be anyone
He's still alive, live, and has brought
What he has told
I saw the blast of the stoves
Gleam of the diamonds
I saw the blast of the stoves
No no no no
Old man from the old days
Strapped on a grip with a smile on his face
Tremble, and man understood
The diamonds he found was a magic wind
It could be you, you, you
It could be anyone
He's still alive, live, and has brought
What he has told
Blast of the stoves
Gleam of the diamonds
I saw the blast of the stoves
You think you can come along?