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Записи с темой: roger whittaker (список заголовков)
23:22 

Дети любят в театре вскакивать с мест. Я забыл, что это - окоп. (Р. Киплинг)




Something is going wrong
With the singer and the song
And the music isn't gentle anymore

There's a mist across the moon
And the suns too hot at noon
And the house is dark behind the broken door
Where the flowers used to grow
With their leaves are hanging low
And the constant shadow lies across the floor
There's a strange and empty sky
Where the wild birds used to fly
And I never tasted bitter rain before
And will the grass be gone from underneath the sky
Will the golden flower wither soon and die
Will the fire burn out the land
And the sea fill-up with sand
Will the last word ever spoken be why?
Will the last word ever spoken be why?
Someones lost the plan
For the brotherhood of man
And no ones trying to find it anymore
And the winds become a sigh
For those who hate and those who die
And the waves are black and slow along the shore
And will the grass be gone from underneath the sky
Will the golden flower wither soon and die
Will the fire burn out the land
And the sea fill-up with sand
Will the last word ever spoken be why?
Will the last word ever spoken be why, why, why?
Will the last word ever spoken be .WHY?

@темы: музыка, Roger Whittaker, I Don't Believe In If Anymore

00:07 

Дети любят в театре вскакивать с мест. Я забыл, что это - окоп. (Р. Киплинг)
С пожеланием всем спокойной ночи и снов, прекрасных, как эта песня!:)



I am sailing, I am sailing,
home again 'cross the sea.
I am sailing, stormy waters,
to be near you, to be free.

I am flying, I am flying,
like a bird 'cross the sky.
I am flying, passing high clouds,
to be with you, to be free.

Can you hear me, can you hear me
through the dark night, far away,
I am dying, forever trying,
to be with you, who can say.

Can you hear me, can you hear me,
through the dark night far away.
I am dying, forever trying,
to be with you, who can say.

We are sailing, we are sailing,
home again 'cross the sea.
We are sailing stormy waters,
to be near you, to be free.

To be near you, to be free.
To be near you, to be free.

@темы: музыка, Sailing, Roger Whittaker

22:53 

Дети любят в театре вскакивать с мест. Я забыл, что это - окоп. (Р. Киплинг)

Lion's song

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