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Oversættelse: Stik. Soul Bure.
the soul cages One last curse on the fisherman's lips These are the soul cages These are the soul cages These are the soul cages These are the soul cages
: I looked out across The river today I saw a city in the fog And an old church tower Where the seagulls play Saw the sad shire horses Walking home
: It was midnight, midnight at noon Everyone talked in rhyme Everyone saw the big clock tickin', Nobody knew, nobody knew the time Elegant debutantes
: I saw it again this evening, Black sail in a pale yellow sky And just as before in a moment, It was gone where the grey gulls fly If it happens again
: (Instrumental)
gently from the wall The shadow still remaining See the churches fall, in mighty arcs of sound And all that they're containing Yet all the ragged souls
soul in the soul cages One last curse on the fisherman's lips These are the soul cages These are the soul cages These are the soul cages These are the soul
: A stone's throw from Jerusalem I walked a lonely mile in the moonlight And though a million stars were shining My heart was lost on a distant planet
they would never be found To a place far away from this town Mm-bay mm-bay-day mm-bay Mm-bay mm-bay-day mm-bay Trapped in the cage of the skeleton ship
: Under the dog-star sail Over the reefs of moonshine Under the skies of fall North-north-west, the stones of Faroe Under the Arctic fire Over the seas
