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Anno: 2000

Gruppo: BOBBY PEARSE

Autori: Bobby Pearse
Spike

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• DISCOGRAFIA

let's sit beneath the star clad sky and tell some tales
Of bards and monks and their trails.
Let's sit and dream of those days.

Let's sit around the bright campfire
and hear of those who have conspired
to rid us of our hopes and dreams
and try to change our history.

Let's sit atop this hill at night
and watch the land roll out of singht
and make our plans to right the wrongs.

Let's sit upon the pebble beach at morn
and laugh and joke between the yawns,
and as we throw stones into the sea,
we reflect on our lands fine beauty.

Let's sit on this rain swept moor
and in between the tails of yore,
shed a tear for fallen friends.

Let's sit a pub and sup some ales,
and listen to the outside gales.
As we sing old folk songs
of heart and home,where we belong.

And now we have a chance to right the wrongs
to make our dream the final song.

Our battle,it will be won.
It will be won.