Clip vidéo
Clip vidéo
Crédits
INTERPRÉTATION
Chris Martin
Piano
Berryman Guy Rupert
Guitare basse
Will Champion
Batterie
Jonny Buckland
Guitare électrique
Brian Eno
Effets sonores
François Chevallier
Programmation
Davide Rossi
Cordes
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Chris Martin
Paroles/Composition
Berryman Guy Rupert
Paroles/Composition
Will Champion
Paroles/Composition
Jonny Buckland
Paroles/Composition
Davide Rossi
Arrangement des instruments à cordes
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
Jon Hopkins
Production
William "Will" Hensley
Assistance d’ingénierie de mixage
Andrew Rugg
Assistance d’ingénierie
Brian Thorn
Assistance d’ingénierie
Daniel Green
Assistance d’ingénierie
Bob Ludwig
Ingénierie de mastérisation
Andy Wallace
Ingénierie de mixage
Markus Dravs
Production
Michael H. Brauer
Ingénierie de mixage
Brian Eno
Production
Rik Simpson
Production
Olga Fitzroy
Équipe technique de prise de son
Michael Trepagnier
Équipe technique de prise de son
Paroles
[Intro]
I used to rule the world
Seas would rise when I gave the word
Now in the morning, I sleep alone
Sweep the streets I used to own
[Verse 1]
I used to roll the dice
Feel the fear in my enemy's eyes
Listen as the crowd would sing
Now the old king is dead, long live the king
One minute, I held the key
Next, the walls were closed on me
And I discovered that my castles stand
Upon pillars of salt and pillars of sand
[Chorus]
I hear Jerusalem bells are ringing
Roman cavalry choirs are singing
Be my mirror, my sword and shield
My missionaries in a foreign field
For some reason I can't explain
Once you'd gone, there was never
Never an honest word
And that was when I ruled the world
[Verse 2]
It was a wicked and wild wind
Blew down the doors to let me in
Shattered windows and the sound of drums
People couldn't believe what I'd become
Revolutionaries wait
For my head on a silver plate
Just a puppet on a lonely string
Oh, who would ever want to be king?
[Chorus]
I hear Jerusalem bells are ringing
Roman cavalry choirs are singing
Be my mirror, my sword and shield
My missionaries in a foreign field
For some reason I can't explain
I know St. Peter won't call my name
Never an honest word
But that was when I ruled the world
[Bridge]
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
[Outro]
Hear Jerusalem bells are ringing (Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh)
Roman cavalry choirs are singing (Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh)
Be my mirror, my sword and shield (Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh)
My missionaries in a foreign field (Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh)
For some reason I can't explain (Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh)
I know St. Peter won't call my name
Never an honest word
But that was when I ruled the world
Written by: Christopher Anthony John Martin, Guy Rupert Berryman, Jonathan Mark Buckland, William Champion