Текст песни David Gilmour -  Out Of The Blue   
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Out of the blue on the wings of a dove 
A messenger comes, with the beating of drums 
It`s not a message of love 
 
Our childern are born, and we keep them 
They must have the right, to live in the light 
To be safe from the storm 
 
Out of the blue, with wings on his heels 
A messenger comes, bearing regrets 
For the time that he steals 
 
But steal it he will, my children`s and mine 
Against our desires, against all our needs 
Our blood spilled like wine 
 
Over and over we call . . . no one hears 
And further and further and further we fall 
And though we pray that we soon will awake 
It is clear, that it`s no dream at all 
Our lives are at stake 
 
I cannot believe, nor even pretend 
That the thunder I hear, will just disappear 
And the nightmare will end 
 
So hold back the fire, because this music is true 
When all`s said and done, the ending will come 
From out of the blue