can't stay To see my children poor as sin I know this road It leads straight into Cairo Twenty-two miles straight ahead I can't I can't walk down this road to Cairo
I can't stay To see my children poor as sin I know this road It leads straight into Cairo Twenty-two miles straight ahead I can't I can't walk down this road to Cairo
on alone in times like these I want you to bury me to make you live to say and every inch is one more flaming lung My laugh, fall, or the road Sleep
On dit qu'au dela des mers La-bas sous le ciel clair Il existe une cite Au sejour enchante Et sous les grands arbres noirs Chaque soir Vers elle s'en
Traduction: Onelinedrawing. Rire, automne, ou la route.
western road How they laugh Raise a glass Take a bottle down Any face any place In this northern town Dragging on ??????????????? Travel on That great western road
