Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Queen Of The Winter Night, artist - Trans-Siberian Orchestra.
Date of issue: 11.10.2004
Song language: English
Queen Of The Winter Night |
And so back at the hotel |
Our angel again arrived |
But this time he went up the front steps |
Which, of course, led him inside |
(it's one of those things that architects |
Conveniently decide) |
Now hotels are quite like people |
No two exactly the same |
And this one had such a magical past |
The angel found himself quite entertained |
The foyer still had an elegance |
That the years could not disguise |
And the shadows of christmas eves long disappeared |
This night, still gently glided by |
For in this hotel, here side by side |
The past and the present dwelled |
And the ghosts who lived here not only lived |
They honestly, lived well |
The lobby had a steinway piano |
That was steeped in memories |
And some said duke ellington’s fingers |
Still lingered on those keys |
There was a grand palace ballroom |
Where princesses had once waltzed |
Whose beauty and sense of style |
The newspapers would constantly exhault |
The ghosts of rockefellers and vanderbilts |
Still met at their christmas eve charity balls |
Raising money not for themselves |
But raising it for all |
(and the sound of their children laughing |
Still echoed in these halls) |
Now these spirits of course, could not be seen |
By any human eyes |
But each one smiled at the angel |
When they saw him walking by |
And these ghosts reminded the angel |
How every human waiting to be born |
And every life that had already left |
When it was tired out and worn |
Were connected by those alive right now |
Which gave the living quite a trust |
To pass on what was best and good |
Inside of each of us |
Now within each guest room he heard many hearts |
And behind each heart there was a life |
And the angel carefully read them all |
With the next hour of that night |
When he reached the grand palace ballroom |
It was behind closed mahogany doors |
And when the angel was passing by it |
He could hear music begin once more |
It seemed that since this room was built |
Musicians did permanently reside |
And then the angel did what we all would do |
He went to look inside |
And there he found such a majestic orchestra |
To please all, it would be enough |
But then someone plugged a guitar in |
And the volume, it crept up |
So with a song inspired by mozart’s |
Famous «queen of the night» |
The orchestra added the word, «winter» |
And some notes, some fog, some lights |