歌曲名 On The Border 歌手名 Al Stewart

作词：佚名

作曲：Al Stewart

The fishing boats

go out across the evening water

Smuggling guns

and arms across the Spanish border

The wind whips up

the waves so loud

The ghost moon sails

among the clouds

And turns the rifles

into silver on the border

On my wall the colors of

the maps are running

From Africa the winds

they talk of changes coming

The torches flare up in the night

The hand that sets the farms alight

Has spread the word to those

who're waiting on the border

In the village where I grew up

Nothing seems the same

Still you never

see the change from day to day

No one notices the customs slip away

Late last night the rain

was knocking on my window

I moved across the darkened room

and in the lamp glow

I thought I saw down in the street

The spirit of the century

Telling us that we're all standing

on the border

In the islands where I grew up

Nothing seems the same

It's just the patterns

that remain an empty shell

But there's a strangeness

in the air you feel too well

The fishing boats

go out across the evening water

Smuggling guns

and arms across the Spanish border

The wind whips up

the waves so loud

The ghost moon sails

among the clouds

And turns the rifles into silver

on the border

On the border

On the border

On the border