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Текст: Cat Stevens. The View From The Top. Northern Wind.

There is a wind, my Billy, and it's awful strong
Come for you and anyone who's helped you along
But I want to live, live, live and let the stars shine bright
Yes, I want to live, live, live and let it on alright

And when that bird sings from over that silver wall
I don't want to fight it, Billy, 'cause I want to go

There's a northern wind, Billy, blowin' up a southern change
And a northern wind really makin' me feel kinda strange
There's a northern wind, Billy, blowin' up a southern change
And a northern wind really makin' me feel kinda strange

And with this gun goes everything I want to say
Not for you but for anyone who takes it away
Let it fill his life, life, life until there's nothing left
Let it kill his wife, wife, wife until he goes to bed

And when that bird sings from over that silver wall
I don't want to fight it, Billy, 'cause I want to go

There's a northern wind, Billy, blowin' up a southern change
And a northern wind really makin' me feel kinda strange
There's a northern wind, Billy, blowin' up a southern change
And a northern wind really makin' me feel kinda strange

There's a northern wind, Billy, blowin' up a southern change
And a northern wind really makin' me feel kinda strange
There's a northern wind, Billy, blowin' up a southern change