I was only a little boy When I heard the call Like a voice in the wilderness That calls to us all
So I took to the Gypsy life In the City of Love And I walked with the troubadours And flew with the doves In the City of Love
In the garden of paradise I heard a voice sing I can still feel the thrill of it The chills it would bring
Far away in the western sky Over the sea There's a land that we dream about Peaceful and free Waiting for me his
Hold my hand Let me take you there Let's go walking in the morning
As time goes by Love will wash us clean Let love bring to us our freedom And we will sing of the heroes And fly on the breeze Love with the lovers of the world Oh, we'll be free
In the dark of the mystic night Music is born In that hands of the troubadour The piper of dawn
And it's heard on a foreign shore Over the sea In the land that we dream about Peaceful and free Waiting for me
Hold my hand Let me take you there Let's go walking in the morning
As time goes by Love will wash us clean Let love bring to us our freedom And we will sing of the heroes And fly on the breeze Love with the lovers of the world Oh, we'll be free
Hold my hand Let me take you there Let's go walking in the morning
As time goes by Love will wash us clean Let love bring to us our freedom And we will sing of the heroes Fly on the breeze Love with the lovers of the world Oh, we'll be free We'll be freeTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
