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The Trooper
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The Trooper fue lanzado el 16 de mayo de 1983 por Sanctuary Records como parte del álbum Piece of Mind (Remastered)
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Video musical

Video musical

Créditos

ARTISTAS INTÉRPRETES
Bruce Dickinson
Bruce Dickinson
Voces
Steve Harris
Steve Harris
Bajo eléctrico
Nicko McBrain
Nicko McBrain
Batería
Adrian Smith
Adrian Smith
Guitarra
Dave Murray
Dave Murray
Guitarra
COMPOSICIÓN Y LETRA
Steve Harris
Steve Harris
Autoría
PRODUCCIÓN E INGENIERÍA
Bruce Buchalter
Bruce Buchalter
Ingeniería de mezcla
Ade Emsley
Ade Emsley
Masterización
Martin Birch
Martin Birch
Producción
Tony Newton
Tony Newton
Masterización
Dennis Haliburton
Dennis Haliburton
Asistente de ingeniería de grabación
Franklin Gibson
Franklin Gibson
Asistente de ingeniería
Simon Heyworth
Simon Heyworth
Masterización

Letra

[Verse 1]
You'll take my life but I'll take yours too
You'll fire your musket but I'll run you through
So when you're waiting for the next attack
You'd better stand, there's no turning back
[Verse 2]
The bugle sounds and the charge begins
But on this battlefield no one wins
The smell of acrid smoke and horses' breath
As I plunge on into certain death
[Bridge]
Oh, oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh
Oh, oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh
[Verse 3]
The horse, he sweats with fear, we break to run
The mighty roar of the Russian guns
And as we race towards the human wall
The screams of pain as my comrades fall
[Verse 4]
We hurdle bodies that lay on the ground
And the Russians fire another round
We get so near yet so far away
We won't live to fight another day
[Bridge]
Oh, oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh
Oh, oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh
[Verse 5]
We get so close, near enough to fight
When a Russian gets me in his sights
He pulls the trigger and I feel the blow
A burst of rounds take my horse below
[Verse 6]
And as I lay there gazing at the sky
My body's numb and my throat is dry
And as I lay, forgotten and alone
Without a tear, I draw my parting groan
[Bridge]
Oh, oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh
Oh, oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh
Written by: Steve Harris
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