Friday
Sailing - Rod Stewart
I am sailing, I am sailing,
home again 'cross the sea.
I am sailing, stormy waters,
to be near you, to be free.
I am flying, I am flying,
like a bird 'cross the sky.
I am flying, passing high clouds,
to be with you, to be free.
Can you hear me, can you hear me
thro' the dark night, far away,
I am dying, forever trying,
to be with you, who can say.
Can you hear me, can you hear me,
thro' the dark night far away.
I am dying, forever trying,
to be with you, who can say.
We are sailing, we are sailing,
home again 'cross the sea.
We are sailing stormy waters,
to be near you, to be free.
Oh Lord, to be near you, to be free.
Oh Lord, to be near you, to be free,
Oh Lord.
da , stare pjesme ,m povezujem..čovjek skroz šašav ,skroz (imam jednu tetu koja se furala u istim onim uskim hlačama tigrastim kakve je on nosio nekih osamdesetih...samo što je imala 80 kg. i metar i žilet..uvijek njega povezujem s njom..ludoo)
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