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Wild Turkeys
02:22
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When the night is over
When the night is over
You will pack your things and go
And you're not coming back
But here in the darkness
It is only 3 a.m
And you're breathing softly
Like the sweetest cat
When the night is over you will walk you way to wilderness
When the night is over you will drop some tears
Wisdom comes from facing the wind
Fools let it carry them
You have made your choice
But I'm a fool
When the night is over
When the night is over
I will sing a song for you
And a song for me
I won't see the bluegrass
I won't see the wild turkeys
But I'll see a maple tree
Growing from this seeds
When the night is over you will walk you way to wilderness
When the night is over you will drop some tears
Wisdom comes from facing the wind
Fools let it carry them
You have made your choice
But I'm a fool
Wisdom comes from facing the wind
Fools let it carry them
You have made your choice
But I'm a fool
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2. |
The Night of Europe
04:09
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There are night trains waiting for us
And we have been waiting too much
But tonight we will cross the night of Europe
You will take your train in Prague
I will take my train in Paris
We will meet for breakfast in Copenhague
Now the engine starts my train is moving east
And the city gives way to a tangle of meadows
And the shimmering sun soon will leave me with the night
The night, the night, on the rails
We have taken too much for granted
And we are forgetting fast
How the night of Europe was darker than the death
It was not so long ago
Mournful wagons empty of hope
Concealing the shame of a continent
But now the engine starts your train is moving west
And you see a pond with lily pads and duckweed
And a wooden shed disappearing in the night
The night, the night, on the rails
So nice to be with you in Copenhague
And with other lovely people too
We’ve travelled here with the flag of common sense
And tonight in the central station
We will wish farewell to the night train
Is the last one departing from here but we shall bring them back.
And the engine starts the train is moving south
Like an iron-made proof of care for nature
It should take a detour to Brussels where something could be done
Turning the night, turning the night, into a new day
Turning the night, turning the night, into a new day
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Miguel Ganzo Hörby, Sweden
Singer-songwriter, Malmö (Sweden) and Madrid (Spain)
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