Spanish Galleon.
music: Peter Hesslein
words: John Lawton
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Sailed the seas of broken Мen
And freed their wealthy wives
А warriors dream of riches
Gold wiped up
With blooded knives
The captain the witches
Warning of stories in far
Off lands
Well, it`s bread and water
The prisoners daughter,
Knights in shining gold
The prisoners hard luck
Story with the pain of an
Empty cry.
With lights of a far
Away temple drifting
Away, drifting away
You and your dreams
In a world of fantasy, turn
Around chimed the bells
In a world of silvered fire
Run said the wind
The words he sadly spoke,
You can lean on me cried
The oak.
And the weepng willow
Cried at the break of
Morning,
The crack upon
The empty wall
And the house that little
Jack built touching
The ground
Paths of gold a story
Book in tidy rhyme,
Soldiers bold the tortures
That they hid right down Inside
The devil the captain
Dealin in worthly souls,
Oh it`s silk and satin
And children clapping
A thousand marching feet
The prisoners hard luck
Story with the pain
Of an empty cry.
With the lights of a far
Away temple drifting
Away drifting away.
You and your dreams
In a world of fantasy
Turn around chimed the Bells.
In a world silvered fire
Run said the wind
And the words he sadly Spoke,
You can lean on me
Cried the oak
Run said the wind
And the words
He softly cried,
You can lean on me
As he sighed.
And the weeping willow
Cried at the break of
Morning
The crack upon the empty wall
And the house that
Little Jack built
Touching the ground.