After every late night, there is an early start Some of the roads aren't roads And all the seats are hard Sixteen men are boys, we laugh about these things I don't want to understand my Russian holiday Saint Petersburg is overnight and we sleep on the train And I am Harry Palmer from a film with Michael Caine Tinker tailor soldier spy and someone disappeared And now he's back again on my Russian holiday Another crazy show, and there's no JD on the stage Today they watched and waited Outside in the freezing rain Have you got a line I heard an old man say No we don't have that here, on my Russian holiday Who can tell me now, will I ever see home again I would give my life if I could see your face now Who can tell me now, will I ever see home again I would give my life if I could see your face now If I could see your face I'm feeling so down, but I don't get worse So that is a good thing in the Russian world They go by their hearts, and not on their feet They are as tough as anyone can be On my Russian holiday Who can tell me now, will I ever see home again I would give my life if I could see your face now Who can tell me now, will I ever see home again I would give my life if I could see your face now If I could see your faceTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
