Слова:
Spoken Wind In My Sails

to you You are the wind in my sail, baby You're everything I need, you're my love and understanding You are the wind in my sail, baby, you know you are

home to you You are the wind in my sail, baby You're everything I need, you're my love and understanding You are the wind in my sail, baby, you know you

through some awful drive You occasionally cross my mind It's my hidden hope that you are still among them Well are you? Oh, you are the roots that sleep beneath my

you my merry young men, For you'll not see dry land again!'' ''oh, long may my lady look With a lantern in her hand Before she sees my bonny ship Come

it, live with it Move on it right now The world is sailing You must turn and face the bow The sting of loss is stinging Voice drowned by the wind La

them are raised at my calling Where the apples are ripe or the rain is a-falling In ships of white vision I sail the horizon where three spinners stand

Oh, you slipped away from the harbor side In the mornin? bright and clear And your sails were filled with the risin? wind And you laughed for all to hear

was almost killed Buffaloes' thunder will never return Smoke signals rise and sail over the iron trail Prior to the sunset the tables will turn As long the winds

to you, my merry young men For you'll not see dry land again" "Oh, long may my lady look With a lantern in her hand Before she sees my bonny ship Come