Текст песни Runrig - Big Sky
Runrig - Big Sky слова песни
The light is on meall time is hereim going down to clachnanto stem the rush of yearsBig sky above mePowerline overheadI get lifted up enrapturedI keep falling at your feetIm looking over colourfieldsPast the white sandsAnd our human yearsAnd its all waiting hereBreaking the seedIts coming againGathering the windReturning to claim a harvestIm lifted where i standOn the never-ending landIm coming to sense of homewind through the barleyyour early dreamA rising choir of birdsongyour fields of summer greenIts all passing overIve no complainsWere just a row of unlit candlesWaiting the gate of saintsIm living on the borderlineBetween the momentAnd the shining milesThe far streching stonesAll the lines of the sownIts coming againGathering the windReturning to claim a harvestIm lifted where i standOn the neverending landIm coming to sense of homeThe light of ancient shineOn your ordinary livesWe joyed went to the lines of harvestSo open up the landOpen up the sandReturning again in Clachan