Sad Songs |
I am sailing, I am sailing,
home again across the sea,
I am sailing,
stormy waters
to be near you,
to be free
I am flying, I am flying,
Like a bird across the sky,
I am flying,
passing high clouds,
to be near you,
to be free
Can you hear me, can you hear me
through the dark night far away,
I
am dying,
forever trying
to be near you,
who can sail
We are sailing, we are sailing
home again across the sea
We are
sailing, stormy waters
to be near you,
to be free
Yesterday
All my troubles seemed so far away
Now it looks as if
they're here to stay
Oh I believe in yesterday
Suddenly,
I'm not half the man I used to be
There's a shadow hanging
over me,
oh yesterday came suddenly
Why she had to go, I don't know,
she wouldn't say.
I said something
wrong,
now I long for yesterday
Yesterday
Love was such an easy game to play
Now I lead a place to
hide away
Oh I believe in yesterday
When I find myself in times of trouble,
Mother Mary comes to me
Speaking words of wisdom, Let it be
And in my hour of darkness,
she
is standing right in front of me
Speaking words of wisdom, Let it be
Let it be, let it be,
Let it be, let it be,
Speaking words of wisdom,
Let it be
And when the broken hearted people
Living in the world agree
There
will be an answer, Let it be,
For they may be parted,
There is still a
chance that they will see,
There will be an answer, Let it be
On a wagon bound for market
There's a calf with a mournful eye
High
above him there's a swallow
Winging swiftly through the sky
How the winds are laughing,
They laugh with all their might
Laugh and
laugh the whole day through
And half the summer's night
Donna, Donna,
Donna, Donna
Donna Donna Donna Don
Donna Donna Donna Donna
Donna
Donna Donna Don
`Stop complaining' said the farmer
`Who told you a calf to be
Why
don't you have wings to fly with
like the swallow, so proud and free?'
How the winds are laughing...
Calves are easily bound and slaughtered
Never know the reason why
But
whoever treasures freedom
Like the swallow, has learned to fly
Where have all the flowers gone, long time passing
Where have all the
flowers gone, long time ago
Where have all the flowers gone,
young girls
picked them, every one
When will they ever learn,
When will they ever
learn,
Where have all the young girls gone...
...gone to young men every one
When will they every learn
Where have all the young men gone...
...they're all soldier's, every one
When will they ever learn
Where have all the soldiers gone
...gone to graveyards, every one
When will they ever learn
Where have all the graveyards gone
...gone to flower, every one
When will they ever learn
When will they ever learn