the vagabond wind whispers over the bay And the songs and the laughter are carried away In the sky In the sky In the sky In the sky
No crotchets or quavers in your books. Gone sailing all night, straight in the vein like a bird on his own flight in his domain in the sky. Running in
ترجمه: علامت گذاری Knopfler. در آسمان.
