Have I been blind? For the first time in my life, I feel I've opened up my eyes Since you've arrived like an angel from the sky I'm on a spiritual high
Living in this fantasy, working with reality I have come back here again to touch the sun and feel the rain Invitations, conversations, friends to make
Let there be light where there was darkness, Let there be love where there was hate, Even in the terrors of the night, Sooner or later, comes the day
I can see you now by the light of the dawn And the sun is rising slow We have talked all night and I can't talk anymore But I must stay and you must go
Pass me the bottle Pass me the wine Open your throttle And I'll drive you right out of your mind Watching the waves, watching the sky I'm just a sitting
There used to be a time candlelight and wine Was all that a woman would need Man you were a winner if you took her out to dinner Or a movie she wanted
Go to that secret place Inside your soul Go to its deepest place Only you and I know Can you see her? There she is still shining bright When the sun
I'll find my spot in the world, If it takes forever, One day, I'll bring all the spots, In the world together, I'll find one spot, Or two or three, I'
Let there be light where there was darkness, Let there be love where there was hate, Even in the terrors of the night, Sooner or later, comes the day;
I can see you now by the light of the dawn, And the sun is rising slow, We have talked all night, and I can't talk anymore, But I must stay and you must
Pass me the bottle, pass me the wine, Open your throttle, and I'll drive you right out of your mind, Watching the waves, watching the sky, I'm just sitting
It's not easy so Take it slow You're coming up, you're coming round the bend You're my good friend Best friend And you're coming up, you're coming round
Vertaling: Christine Anderson. Merry Christmas In The World.
Vertaling: Daughtry, Chris. What A Wonderful World.
Vertaling: Chris De Burgh. De sneeuw van New York (geschreven in samenwerking met Albert Hammond).
Vertaling: Chris De Burgh. Kijken naar de wereld.
Vertaling: Chris De Burgh. De sneeuw van New York.
