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Текст и слова песни Chris De Burgh – Eastern Wind

Well my furrows are filled with corn,
I have my woman to keep me warm,
But there's one thing that I do fear,
The Eastern wind is getting near;

There's a shot gun beside my bed,
This is my country, where I was born and bred,
But I am sure, as the willow will grow,
That Eastern wind is going to blow;

Blowing a hole in my life, Eastern wind,
Running away with my life, Eastern wind;

There's a woman who reads the stars,
She sees Warlords on the planet Mars,
And she said "Boy, you'd better beware,
That restless wind is getting near,

Blowing a hole in your life, Eastern wind,
Running away with your life, Eastern wind..."

They are coming, they are coming,
They are coming, look out!

In my dream, I saw a crowd,
They were burning the palace down,
I saw a mad old man, and I ran to the door,
And then that wind began to roar,

And when they come, they'll find me here,
I will not run, they will not see my fear,
And I will fight to the very end,
Before that wind will never bend,

If they're blowing a hole in my life, Eastern wind,
Oh running away with my life, Eastern wind,

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