Full speed ahead, as the waves crash down,
Float away behind the stern, I’m lost in this town.
Another echo calls, an Englishwoman’s grace, ... читать полностью
Whispers of the past, in this time-worn place.

London, goodbye, I’m a stranger here,
In the shadow of Big Ben, I’ll shed every tear.
London, goodbye, the skyline fades,
With memories and dreams, in the cold river’s waves.

Stone bridge over water, a guardian so still,
Holds the secrets of the night, in a whispering chill.
For hundreds of years, the clock has toll’d a sound,
Once a feast for the lords, now it's lost and found.

London, goodbye, I’m a stranger here,
In the shadow of Big Ben, I’ll shed every tear.
London, goodbye, the skyline fades,
With memories and dreams, in the cold river’s waves.

Waves of a cold river, where we bury our dreams,
Wrapped up tight in time, unravel at the seams.
A keepsake from this city, a moment’s allure,
As the sun sets low, my heart feels so pure.

London, goodbye, I’m a stranger here,
In the shadow of Big Ben, I’ll shed every tear.
London, goodbye, the skyline fades,
With memories and dreams, in the cold river’s waves.

London, say goodbye, as the river flows free,
With a heart full of hope, it’s time to believe.
London, say goodbye, we were never quite whole,
But now I’ll take these memories, and carry them home.


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