Текст песни: Slade - Far Far Away
I`ve seen the yellow lights go down the Mississippi
I`ve seen the bridges of the world and they`re for real
I`ve had a red light of wrist
Without me even gettin` kissed
It still seems so unreal
I`ve seen the morning in the mountains of Alaska
I`ve seen the sunset in the east and in the west
I`ve sang the glory that was Rome
And passed the hound dog singer`s home
It still seems for the best
And I`m far far away with my head up in the clouds
And I`m far far away with my feet down in the crowds
Lettin` loose around the world
But the call of home is loud still as loud
I`ve seen the Paris lights from high upon Montmartre
And felt the silence hanging low in no mans land
And all those Spanish nights were fine
It wasn`t only from the wine
It still seems all in hand
And I`m far far away with my head up in the clouds
. . .
I`ve seen the yellow lights go down the Mississippi
The grand Bahama island stories carry on
And all those arigato smiles
Stay in your memory for a while
There still seems more to come.
And I`m far far away with my head up in the clouds
. . .
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I`ve seen the yellow lights go down the Mississippi
I`ve seen the bridges of the world and they`re for real
I`ve had a red light of wrist
Without me even gettin` kissed
It still seems so unreal
I`ve seen the morning in the mountains of Alaska
I`ve seen the sunset in the east and in the west
I`ve sang the glory that was Rome
And passed the hound dog singer`s home
It still seems for the best
And I`m far far away with my head up in the clouds
And I`m far far away with my feet down in the crowds
Lettin` loose around the world
But the call of home is loud still as loud
I`ve seen the Paris lights from high upon Montmartre
And felt the silence hanging low in no mans land
And all those Spanish nights were fine
It wasn`t only from the wine
It still seems all in hand
And I`m far far away with my head up in the clouds
. . .
I`ve seen the yellow lights go down the Mississippi
The grand Bahama island stories carry on
And all those arigato smiles
Stay in your memory for a while
There still seems more to come.
And I`m far far away with my head up in the clouds
. . .
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