Тексты песен «Stewart Al»

When the cock crows And the wind blows And the primrose of dawn Is at your windows Moving through the deep You chase dreams across your sleep Scarecrows, waiting at your door In the last days of the century Leaning...

(Al Stewart) He walks into the room He's got a briefcase like a bomb A smile on both faces And he call it aplomb He wants a bite of your apple Hands you back the peel He's fresh out of law school He's got a license to...

Go and tell Lord Grenville that the tide is on the turn It's time to haul the anchor up and leave the land astern We'll be gone before the dawn returns Like voices onthe wind. Go and tell Lord Grenville that our dreams...

You've got your ticket and your hotel keys And your overnight bag at your feet YOu're looking down on the tropical trees While the Spanish maids pick up the sheets Conquistador in search of gold For all the jack-daw...

(Dave Mudge/Al Stewart) Hello old friend, what a strange coincidence to find you It's been fifteen years since we last met, but I still recognised you So call the barman over here, and let us fill our glasses and drink...

Oh the sweet addiction Of forbidden fruit Oh the strange affliction That has taken root Oh the hidden cancer Cancer of the soul Oh the necromancer Inside us all I have never seen this many People gathered in one place...

He heard the clatter of her heels in the street, The clock said half-past three He lay there waiting in the dark to hear The scraping of the front-door key He wouldn't say to her "Don't you want to know where you were?"...

It was a night meeting: somewhere in a troubled land. They came with no greeting; left without a shaken hand. Nearby the town sleeping was unaware of what was done. No need for watchkeeping, they'll be gone before the...

CHORUS Night rolls in Gone is the wind Fireflies dancing in your eyes Now you're holy again Oh night rolls in Oh night rolls in It's like a dream of a long time ago A footprint lost in the snow That covers the ground...

It's the kind of grey November day that washes away reflections In the eys of hotel porters And the latticed wooden benches by the sea contain no traveller Or Irish lady authors And the girl in the raincoat walks the...

On The Border by Al Stewart The fishing boats go out across the evening water, Smuggling guns and arms across the Spanish border. The wind whips up the waves so loud, The ghost moon sails among the clouds, And turns...

It seems to me as though I've been upon this stage before And juggled away the night for the same old crowd These harlequins you see with me, they too have held the floor As here once again they strut and they fret...

(Al Stewart/David Pack/Andrew Powell) When I took my boat out To the White Sea I had no care in the world Not a cloud disturbed the sky I was dreaming only of How it might be Then dark fell into the day And the wind...

(Al Stewart) Did you ever have the feeling You're the only person living in the world And people that you see Are one-dimensional and never there at all Even just the commonplace Warm familiar greetings are a lie Their...

To Catalina on a fishing boat We call it Henry Cisneros We got no money but we stay afloat The jellyfishes don't scare us You're telling everybody life's a ball Too many pleasures to mention You do a cartwheel in the...

Roads to Moscow They crossed over the border the hour before dawn Moving in lines through the day Most of our planes were destroyed on the ground where they lay Waiting for orders we held in the wood - word from the...

We met on the beach amid rumours of war, your hair in your hand, what you saw you won't say as the newspapers blew in the wind. I can see you're one of that kind who carry 'round a time bomb in their mind, no one knows...

So here we stand at the edge of 1984, bracing ourselves once again, for the storm approaching is those who long before huddled in caves from the rain. The enemy's face is so hard to see, sometimes it seems that I see...

YOu always were a city kid though you were country raised And back in some forgotten time we shared the cold north days But the simple life was not your style, and you just had to escape So it's goodbye to my lady of...

I was drawn by the sirens of Titan Carried along by their call Seeking for a way to enlighten Searching for the sense of it all Like a kiss on the wind I was thrown to the stars Captured and oredered in the army of Mars...