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Текст: Cat Stevens. The View From The Top. Blackness Of The Night.

In the blackness of the night I seem to wander endlessly
With a hope burning out deep inside
I'm a fugitive, community has driven me out
For this bad, bad world I'm beginning to doubt
I'm alone and there is no one by my side

In the blackness of the night I see a shadow passing by
From the heels of an old soldier boy
There's no compromising and his eyes are black as the sky
For this bad, bad world he is going to die
He's alone and there is no one by his side

In the blackness of the night I see a sparkle of a star
From the sweet silver tear of a child
And she's clutching at a photograph of long, long ago
When her parents were happy she was too young to know
She's alone and there is no one by her side

I'm alone and there is no one by my side

In the blackness of the night I seem to wander endlessly
With a hope burning out deep inside
I'm a fugitive, community has driven me out
For this bad, bad world I'm beginning to doubt
I'm alone, and there is no one by my side