When I was one and twenty I heard a wise man say Give crowns and pounds and pennies
But not your heart away Give pearls away and rubies But keep your fancy free When I was one and twenty No use to talk to me
I won't try to ask you why Tell me it's okay Everything's the same
On a Sunday evening, my love and I would lie See the coloured city and look up at the sky Looking for the stars that we could never find On a Sunday evening my love and I entwined
I won't try to ask you why Tell me it's okay Everything's the same
I won't try to ask you why Tell me it's okay Everything's the sameTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.