paroles de chanson Aqaba - June Tabor
Aqaba
Aqaba
(Bill
Caddick)
A
man,
lost
in
time
and
space,
adrift
in
his
dreaming
While
like
an
Arab
steed
the
motorcycle
flying
on
Past
the
English
fields,
the
misty
morning
hedgerow
The
wind
in
the
wire
weeds,
the
warm
sirocco
sighing
Ch:
Aqaba,
all
my
life
turns
on
you
All
my
life
returns
to
you
Out
of
the
silent
wastes,
no
friends,
no
quarter
The
blood
is
up,
the
senses
race,
the
last
dawn
is
Breaking
And
over
the
sleeping
host,
the
unsuspecting
shadows
Grim
as
a
desert
ghost
to
the
pale
ride
awaiting
Now
your
eyes
are
turned
from
me,
I
shall
surprise
you
Turn
your
faces
to
the
sea,
I
shall
come
riding
Down
from
the
desert
sands
that
glorious
morning
Oh
what
a
deadly
dance
drummed
out
of
hiding
The
puppies
bobbing
on
the
tide,
the
blood
in
the
sand
Dunes
The
sun
dying
in
the
sky,
the
black
shades
falling
Over
the
dead
of
night,
the
church
bells
tolling
The
owl
in
his
silent
flight,
the
desert
wind
calling
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