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Tytuł: The riddle

  • Wykonawca: Nik Kershaw
  • Wy¶wietleń: 296

  
   I got two strong arms
  blessings of Babylon
  with time to carry on
  and try
  for sins and fourth alarms
  so to America the brave
  wise men save
  
  near a tree by a river
  there's a hole in the ground
  where an old man of Aran
  goes around and around
  and his mind is a beaton
  in the veil of the night
  for a strange kind of fashion
  there's a wrong and a right
  but he'll never, never fight over you
  
  I got plans for us
  nights in the scullery
  and days instead of me
  I only know what to discuss
  of for anything but light
  wise men fighting over you
  
  It's not me you see
  pieces of valentine
  with just a song of mine
  to keep from burning history
  seasons of gasoline and gold
  wise men fold
  
  Near a tree by a river
  there's a hole in the ground
  where an old man of Aran
  goes around and around
  and his mind is a beaton
  in the veil of the night
  for a strange kind of fashion
  there's a wrong and a right
  but he'll never, never fight over you
  
  I got time to kill
  sly looks in corridors
  without a plan of yours
  a blackbird sings on bluebird hill
  thanks to the calling of the wild
  wise men’s child
  
  near a tree by a river
  there's a hole in the ground
  where an old man of Aran
  goes around and around
  and his mind is a beacon
  in the veil of the night
  for a strange kind of fashion
  there's a wrong and a right
  but he'll never ever fight over you...