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 the rifles into silver,
On the border.
On my wall, the colours of the maps are running.
>From Africa, the winds, they talk of changes coming.
The torches flare up in the night,
The hand that sets the farms alight,
Has spread the word to those who're waiting
On the border.
In the village where I grew up
Nothing seems the same.
Still you never see the change
>From day to day.
No one notices the customs slip away.
Late last night the rain was knocking on my window,
I moved across the darkened room, and in the lamp-glow,
I thought I saw down in the street,
The spirit of the century
Telling us that we're all standing
On the border.
In the islands where I grew up,
Nothing seems the same.
It's just the patterns that remain,
An empty shell.
But there's a strangeness in the air you feel too well.
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 the rifles into silver,
On the border,
On the border,
On the border,
On the border.
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Anyway, Anytime, We just have now to défine love...Too many people use this word in a dirty way, and they don't understand what they get back from this.
Lying, Organising events and traps against purity and sincerity is a way to become older before the age.
If you look at women, you see that only love gives you the force to keep your beauty the longer you wish.
Very soon come bad things on your face? Check out your heart, talk to a specialist.
No more fighting, no more traps.
No more bad ideas, no more bad jokes.
Laughing in front of someone, kidding about him after making a joke that could break a mind or a heart is a SIN.
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And everybody knows that sins will be paid one day, for Apocalypse.
So, don't make sins....
speak, be true...
tha's so hard to be true, now.
But truth is the only place for love...
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Je suis tellement jeune et belle
Avec les cheveux longs
Tous les délires m'appartiennent
Et quand je dis non c'est non
C'est moi la fraîcheur future
Je construit pour demain
La belle et grande aventure
Alors je monte le son
Alors je monte le son
Je m'isole
Je cherche quelque chose
Qui raisonne
A force d'user les mots
Sur toutes les portes closes
Je me suis acheté un sourire
En forme de mépris
J'ai profondément les nerfs
Quand tu m'trashes en plein vol
Quand tu brises mon zèle
Alors je monte le son
Alors je monte le son
A force d'user les mots
Sur toutes les portes closes
J'ai profondément les nerfs
