Each single day has just enough cruelty within To make them perfect and right Each single day has just enough dark, deep within To make it perfect and
Dancing on air We'll be there 'til the close of the day Try anyway But you can't keep the magic away People say it's not real Don't seem to have any
We used to walk those golden streets But where's the glitter gone? The times we knew, falling back into blue From this moment on We used to sail such
There is a love so unexpected Defying time and its sad declines Working in circles so interconnected Some days it's dark, sometimes it shines There is
Living on cold island Your mail comes on the wind Messages and memories Of all the things you've been Living on cold island You can't forget the rain
Dark in the trees, wind in your hair Daylight gathering My kid on his knees digging for gold Daylight gathering Green storms from your eyes transformed
So they invented race and made themselves different From those they banned from grace They invented race by writing difference in the air They invented
Where is the way out of the night When the dark wind's cryin'? Where is the way out of the night Where you're lying? Where is the time to heal the loss
Such a lotta talk about willpower Such a lotta talk about willpower Ooh talkin', talkin', talkin' willpower Desire, talkin', talkin', talkin', talkin',
I've climbed this hill too many times Now passion seems like it's a crime My memories leaves dead on the line Tomorrow's finished all that fine, fine
You asked me to a party To a house just by the moon You gave me silver loving The end was much too soon You asked me to the theater In a place quite
Ships in the night Searching for day Beckoning lips So far away Shadows adrift Hiding from light Ships in the night Sometimes you feel Then again you
Out into the fields, I will go flying Lovers of a train will watch my tracks Lonely in their, lonely in their boxes Me, I'm raising, raising the smile
We were walking tall Made the world look smaller than it was The hole was bigger than the half We gave the dogs They just got the crumbs Now become much
Dreaming about my love; You bring me joy and hours of happiness, More or less. I dream my life away. Waiting for you to come; Changing my life for you
Překlad: Smetana. Snění Jack Bruce.
Překlad: Jack Bruce. Milovat se.
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