og underfuld* favn Du la i havnen og ventede pa mig Men jeg blev pa kajen Du sejler i mig Du sejler i mig Sejler Sejler Du sejler I mig
Full sail full sail Steady as you go The wind will blow Set sail at Frisco Bay In a fog cold and gray Clear sailing, day after day Full sail full sail
Time: 2:57 Carl Wilson/G. Cushing-Murray Full sail full sail Steady as you go The wind will blow Set sail at Frisco Bay In a fog cold and gray Clear
White sails... White sails... Mast runing high, run and knock in every door tell the women not to cry... Here they come... I can see most everyone, In
Angels and sailors rich girls backyard fences tents Dreams watching each other narrowly soft luxuriant cars Girls in garages, stripped out to get liquor
Il m'avait dit seulement "je t'aime" Et ces mots-la, ca compte tout de meme. On s'est aime huit jours tout plein Puis il m'a dit un beau matin : "V'la
As the day begins, it finds me wonderin' what to do with myself. You came here, you left your mark, you disappeared, now there is nobody else. Time was
One day we'll escape this hell One day we'll dig ourselves out Of the hole that we've dug Of the pain that we've felt The weight of the world seems to
Drifting and floating away No sign of land today Nothing to do here but sail Ain't nothing to do So I'm thinking of you, baby Counting the days Counting
Quand on sait qu' ca existe Quand on connait l'bonheur Tout le reste semble triste Tout le reste fait peur Quand on a plonge la Qu'on s'est pris la fraicheur
If a ship of dreams bid me come, would I board it? If I had their gold in my hands, would I hoard it? If I knew the trials I must face, would I carry
Oh ich kann nicht mehr Ich wei?, ich werde brennen Dein Urteil hat sich langst Um meinen Hals gelegt Oh ich kann nicht mehr Ich wei?, du wirst mich hangen
(Phillip Chevron) The island it is silent now But the ghosts still haunt the waves And the torch lights up a famished man Who fortune could not save
I sucked the moon I spoke too soon And how much did it cost? I was dropped from moonbeams And sailed on shooting stars Maybe you'll Be president But