: The long and winding road that leads to your door, Will never disappear, I've seen that road before; It always leads me here, Lead me to your door;
a hole in my life, eastern wind, Oh running away with my life, eastern wind, Taking the plough from my hands, eastern wind, Taking every bit of my land, eastern wind
Last night we rode our broncs in Seattle me and Bill packed the car in the pourin' rain Witch and John were at the beer stand gettin' sprung But we got
the Father?s holy breath Ridin? on a storm with tender fierceness Stirring my soul to holiness, stirring my soul to ho-holiness And like a mighty wind
There's something in the wind that's blowin' through my soul And it's calling out to me saying boy it's time to go There's a restless feeling in my heart
the Father?s holy breath Ridin? on a storm with tender fierceness Stirring my soul to holiness Stirring my soul to holiness And like a mighty wind blows
The long and winding road that leads to your door, Will never disappear, I've seen that road before; It always leads me here, Lead me to your door; The
Übersetzung: The Alan Parson Projekt. Winding Me Up {chris Rainbow}.
Übersetzung: Chris De Burgh. Eastern Wind.
Übersetzung: Ledoux, Chris. Something In The Wind.
Übersetzung: Rice, Chris. Wind und Geist.
Bring a bottle of whisky landlord, I want to talk for a while," And where the traveller goes, a cold wind blows, Where the traveller goes, a cold wind
