Текст и слова песни Let It Flow – Sitting On The Quay
Sitting on the quay
I'm thinking out the day
The grey air flows
A silent moaning behind
Mute is the wind
Picture of the early morning hours
Through the city
Thoughts try to reach out
Beyond the sea, they belong to
A land of peace that we seek out
A distant state of mind
With the sunrise dies my hope
In the cold nakedness
Through the radio poison flows
Day's first cigarette
Gently dissipates the smoke
Through the city
I'm thinking out the day
The grey air flows
A silent moaning behind
Mute is the wind
Picture of the early morning hours
Through the city
Thoughts try to reach out
Beyond the sea, they belong to
A land of peace that we seek out
A distant state of mind
With the sunrise dies my hope
In the cold nakedness
Through the radio poison flows
Day's first cigarette
Gently dissipates the smoke
Through the city
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