Peter Sarstedt — Biarritz

Слушать Peter Sarstedt — Biarritz

Текст Peter Sarstedt — Biarritz

When I will met you in Brix next summer
I’ll see you at the back of the trian…
Station and we will talk sadly of a winter
Spent in the arms some north…
Country girl and we will drink to our freedom…
Never admit to how hard freedom can be

And if I don’t see you in Brix
I’ll meet you in Paris behind Notre Dman
Remember the first time in Pairs
We smiled at each passer at each
Passer by and and we used to drink to our freedom
Too young to know just how hard…
FReedom can be

How but I wish we can say what we really intended to say
Why must we always tell lies
And pretend sits ok

Yeah but I’ll meet you in Brix next summer
And let us not talk of the things
That we both know cannot be made with words
So drink up and just like the birds

Migrate to the call of the seasons forverr
You and I know what we have done and must do
You and I know what we have done, and must do