The fisherman are pitching pennies in the sand beside the sea And the sunrise hits their oilskin boots, their painted boats and me And they seem to know
the gods Both of men and of sailors Not to cast their cruel nets o'er her love. There's a school on the hill Where the songs of dead fathers Are led
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The fisherman are pitchin' pennies In the sand beside the sea The sunrise hits their oilskin boots And their painted boats and me They seem to know the
In a pine forest cooler than the rest of the island Lives a young fisherman with eyes like the sea He built his own boat and made his own cabin but he
[ I think gabriel only sings on this song; I don't think he wrote the lyrics or played any instruments, but I could be wrong. ] I dream of my love from
the things I wanted to speak of, those are the things that I dream about, those are the things that I will definitely die with, AND THIS IS THE SONG
(feat. Judy Collins and Lucy Simon) (Carly Simon) In a pine forest cooler than the rest of the island Lives a young fisherman with eyes like the
Перевод: Саймон, Карли. Песня рыбака.
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Перевод: Peter Gabriel. Рыбак `Песнь.
Перевод: Традиционный ирландский обр.. Песня рыбака.
Перевод: 36 Crazyfists. Песня для рыбаков.
Le matin dans ton chalutier Meme si la mer est tres agitee Tu mets tes bottes, tu mets ton cire Tu fais l? plein d?essence et tu pars pecher Par dessus
J'arrivais tous les matins de bonne heure Acheter leur peche aux pecheurs Puis j'etalais mes cageots de poissons Juste la, devant ta maison Y avait la
