| @KMIDI KARAOKE FILE@LENGL@TThe Traveller by Chris de Burgh@Tseq by Mark Daly/kar by Mike M
In from the coast,
riding like the wind and racing the moon,
Shadows on the road, dancing and a-weaving
like a crazy fool.
A horseman is coming,
death in his heart, for a rendezvous,
And where the traveller goes, nobody knows,
Where the traveller goes, nobody knows...
A candle in the night,
fear on every face when he goes inside
Get back from the bar!
A stranger in town is a dangerous sight
"Bring a bottle of whisky, landlord,
I wanna talk for a while."
And where the traveller goes, a cold wind blows,
Where the traveller goes, a cold wind blows....
There is something in his eyes,
something in his hands,
You can almost smell his revenge!
And whoever he is after, it will be disaster:
This man is gonna take him to the very end....
Well, the landlord he trembled,
staring at a face he'd seen somewhere before.
Suddenly remembers a killing,
yes, a murder, many years before.
He said to a boy: "Saddle me the black,
I'll meet you down below.
With this man I must talk, yes,
with this traveller I'll go,
With this man I must talk,
yes with him I must go."
There is something in his eyes,
something in his hands,
I can almost smell his revenge!
And it's me that he's after,
it will be disaster:
This man is gonna take me to the very end....
And they were never seen again! |
