Текст песни battiato franco - The Trains Of Tozeur
battiato franco - The Trains Of Tozeur слова песни
In the frontier villages theyWatch the trains pass by so slowlyAnd roads are deserted in Tozeur.From a house far awayYour mother observes meAnd she remembers meFor my very special waysThen for just a moment my longingTo live at another pace begins to waken in me.Still they pass, still very slowlythe trains for Tozeur.In the churches, God-forsaken,Shelters are being prepared and new ships,For trips among the starsIn an old empty mine,Vast stretches of saltAnd a memory of meLike into a magic spell;Then for just a moment my longingTo live at another pace begins to waken in me;Still they pass, still very slowlyThe trains for Tozeur.In the frontier villagesThey watch the trains pass byFor Tozeur