(spoken) In 1873 dr Zander Gerrymander ascended the heavens in his marvelous red baloon. There, to ponder the cosmic varieties, cell above the blue and see the stars. With him he took his sweetheart, Nell, and together they danced above the blue, until one sad day she was lost to him. And so he's still there today - searching, seeking in his marvelous red baloon...
The other night I had a dream You came to me, or so it seemed, On a vessel of hot air gleaming red. An impetus upon the wing, You offered me a golden ring And so I left my dreams within the bed
I jumped aboard with nightcap on, The moon was up, the curtains drawn We rose into the silver dusty glow The whistle spoke above the cloak Of factories that billowed smoke Over the city of Bordeaux
Oh, the captain and the ballast boy Played a waltz on clocks and toys, We set our sights for glory and the sea We fired the gas, and soon we passed Painted ships all made of brass Who sailed in orbit astro-logically
You promised me a lullaby, And we built castles in the sky, Fashioned from the flowers that we grew And then the wind's song was strange And we both knew that things would change And so you left me floating in the blue
Oh, winds, carry me, Carry me, far away Until another day, Until another June, I'll be floating in the dark Whispering like a lark On this gadabout balloon
Carry me, carry me, far away Until another day, Until another June I'll be floating in the dark Whispering like a lark On this gadabout balloon
Two lovers, floating in the atmosphere And I will always be your faithful cavalier Oh, and just like tales of d'Arlandes and Rozier Oh, may we float among the stars, I, your valiant gondolier
The other night I had a dream You came to me, or so it seemed, On a zepplin made of crystal, made of glass Upon a steam Calliope You sat and played a song for me, A shanti from a vagrant midnight mass
Oh, we puffed a pipe of turkish moss And set course for the albatross, A sea of silver prophets on the wing And through the captain's telescope, You gazed and blew a ring of smoke, And then we bade farewell unto the spring
Oh, you were like a dusty rose, An arrow shot from heaven's bow, A chanson, ever haunting to my ear Oh, and for better or for worse, We knew this was the final verse, An ode to times soon to disappear
Oh, the anchor man was ill-content And sang a song, a sweet lament, While I flipped pennies to the sky And bade farewell to you, my love, This stormy romance up above, A tale sure to electrify
Oh, winds, carry me, Carry me, far away Until another day, Until another june I'll be floating in the dark Whispering like a lark On this gadabout balloon
Carry me, carry me, far away Until another day, Until another june I'll be floating in the dark Whispering like a lark On this gadabout balloonTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
