Birds on the wing, we are the lost generationWe have to

Empty rooms, childhood's endForgotten toys upon the bedDreams and memories are

I can tell by your eyes you've had one of those

When darkness comesAnd shawdows fill the nightWe steand at armsAnd ready

I find myself in times of troubleMother Mary comes

I don't know where the time has gone, suddenly here we

Hear my voice and listen well, and a story I will

Naked and frozen at the side of a lakeI think I've

In the Ballroom of Romance, there's a rock band playingPeople swaying

I looked to the north, and i turned to the westFor

It was late at night on the open roadSpeeding like a

Whatever the words that you hearSomehow the meaning is clearWe're all

Can you hear me, are you listening, has your programme disappeared?I

Lady love , go back to sleep Dry the tears from

I'm going to an islandWhere the sun will always shineWhere the

Old man walking by the sea is dreamingDreaming of the days

There is an answer, some day we will knowAnd you will

"what do I do next? " said the bishop to the

había visto en la vida tan bella mujerLa quise

A Shipboard Romance from Capetown to CairoBorn on the sea where