Lyrics and translation The Moody Blues - Legend of a Mind (Live)

Legend of a Mind (Live)

Timothy Leary′s dead.
No, no no no, he's outside, looking in.

Timothy Leary′s dead.
No, no no no, he's outside, looking in.

He'll fly his astral plane,
Takes you trips around the bay,
Brings you back the same day.
Timothy Leary.
Timothy Leary.

Timothy Leary′s dead.
No, no no no, he′s outside, looking in.

Timothy Leary's dead.
No, no no no, he′s outside, looking in.

He'll fly his astral plane,
Takes you trips around the bay,
Brings you back the same day.
Timothy Leary.
Timothy Leary.

Along the coast you′ll hear them boast
About a light they say that shines so clear.
So raise your glass, we'll drink a toast
To the little man who sells you thrills along the pier.
He′ll take you up, he'll bring you down,
He'll plant your feet back firmly on the ground.
He flies so high, he swoops so low,
He knows exactly which way he′s gonna go.
Timothy Leary.
Timothy Leary.

He′ll take you up, he'll bring you down,
He′ll plant your feet back on the ground.
He flies so high, he swoops so low.
Timothy Leary.

He'll fly his astral plane,
He′ll take you trips around the bay,
He'll bring you back the same day.
Timothy Leary.
Timothy Leary.
Timothy Leary.
Timothy Leary.
Timothy Leary.

Légende d'un esprit (En direct)

Timothy Leary est mort.
Non, non, non, non, il est dehors, il regarde à l'intérieur.

Timothy Leary est mort.
Non, non, non, non, il est dehors, il regarde à l'intérieur.

Il pilotera son avion astral,
Il te fera faire des voyages autour de la baie,
Il te ramènera le jour même.
Timothy Leary.
Timothy Leary.

Timothy Leary est mort.
Non, non, non, non, il est dehors, il regarde à l'intérieur.

Timothy Leary est mort.
Non, non, non, non, il est dehors, il regarde à l'intérieur.

Il pilotera son avion astral,
Il te fera faire des voyages autour de la baie,
Il te ramènera le jour même.
Timothy Leary.
Timothy Leary.

Le long de la côte, tu les entendras se vanter
D'une lumière qui brille si clairement.
Alors lève ton verre, nous porterons un toast
Au petit homme qui te vend des sensations fortes sur la jetée.
Il t'emmènera en haut, il te ramènera en bas,
Il te remettra les pieds fermement sur le sol.
Il vole si haut, il descend si bas,
Il sait exactement où il va.
Timothy Leary.
Timothy Leary.

Il t'emmènera en haut, il te ramènera en bas,
Il te remettra les pieds sur le sol.
Il vole si haut, il descend si bas.
Timothy Leary.

Il pilotera son avion astral,
Il te fera faire des voyages autour de la baie,
Il te ramènera le jour même.
Timothy Leary.
Timothy Leary.
Timothy Leary.
Timothy Leary.
Timothy Leary.