I wanna be a witchman? No one will wear my silver ring Poor little turtle dove Sitting up in pine Mourning for your own true love Why not me for mine
Översättning: Wolf, Patrick. The Bachelor.
: I wanna be a witchman? No one will wear my silver ring Poor little turtle dove Sitting up in pine Mourning for your own true love Why not me for
: Awake yon? minister There is message To Be Delivered Awake young passenger Awake your country You?re going to need to find some strength now To wake
: Who will penetrate the tightening muscle Who will cut across the thickening skin Who will be the one to reach their hand in and pull out the golden
: Losing my head to Hollywood My liver to London My youth to Tokyo Still on with the show On and on and on On and on and on It?s a hard lesson But let
: Tower Bridge Is closing And all of Bermondsey Is asleep Streetlight walks the waters Rising fast and dark and deep Well is your work of art so heavy
: As they Dig your ditches, Count my stitches Generation justice wishes for World at war Final score Media come and abhor us As these are hard times
: ?JUST A LITTLE FURTHER UP THE HILL BOY YOU?LL BE HOME SOON ENOUGH? All along the river Pedaling fast as I could Watch As the wasteland flowers Old
: And I walked west Sussex sunlight Up by dead man?s pool Where ma, mudlark and Lewes Stared me down you drunken fool Old teenage debts engulfed my chest
: WHAT LIES BENEATH THE DOOR? WHAT KEEPS YOU? EXPLORE! DO YOU TAKE THE CHANCE TO DEFEAT THE SOURCE? THE GATES ARE OPENING THE CHOICE THE FUTURE
: Tribe! Battle the patriarch Battle for equal rights Battle, battle, battle Battle back your liberty Battle the long night Come on Battle battle battle
: I could make home here In good time But if good time is a gift Not long to be mine That?s fine I?ll seize the day Make life as traveler Work as messenger
: Black rain Floods the downs Ferrets burrow Moles make mound Round your bones Deep underground But nobody knows Nobody knows How I wait for you Summer
: (I hear you, but I'm not afraid of you) Father, where's my gun? Now that the war has begun. Oh, let me go it alone, I need no one. I said I need no
Tribe! Battle the patriarch Battle for equal rights Battle, battle, battle Battle back your liberty Battle the long night Come on Battle battle battle
Awake yon? minister There is message To Be Delivered Awake young passenger Awake your country You?re going to need to find some strength now To wake
Black rain Floods the downs Ferrets burrow Moles make mound Round your bones Deep underground But nobody knows Nobody knows How I wait for you Summer
