The Last Refugee
Roger WatersLa trascrizione degli annunci alla radio che introducono la canzone | |
THE LAST REFUGEE Lie with me now Under lemon tree skies Show me the shy, slow smile you keep hidden by warm brown eyes Catch the sweet hover of lips just barely apart And wonder at loves sweet ache And the wild beat of my heart Oh, rhapsody tearing me apart And I dreamed I was saying goodbye to my child She was taking a last look at the sea Wading through dreams, up to our knees in warm ocean swells While bathing belles, soft beneath Hard bitten shells punch their iPhones Erasing the numbers of redundant lovers And search the horizon And you'll find my child Down by the shore Digging around for a chain or a bone Searching the sand for a relic washed up by the sea | THE LAST REFUGEE Announcers:"And it's also the end of broadcasting for Thursday, the end of broadcasting for 1970" "Southwesterly, six to gale eight. Occasionally, severe gale nine" "At the third stroke, it will be 11:24 and 50 seconds" "At the third stroke, it will be 11:25, precisely" "This is the British Broadcasting Corporation" "At the third stroke it will be 8:57, precisely" "[?] southwesterly, 4 or 5, otherwise variable [?] northerly in the southeast" "A happy new year to you all" "At the third stroke, it will be 11:25, precisely" "Goodnight, everyone" |