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Текст (слова) песни: Van Morrison - Fridays Child
From the north
To the south,
Ya walked all the way.
Ya know ya left your,
Left your home
For good to stay,
While ya built all,
All of your castles
In the sun,
And I watched ya knock em down,
Knock em down, each and every one.
Whoa-oh, fridays child
Ya cant stop now.
No.
Whoa-oh, fridays child
Ya cant stop now.
And I watched you
fore you came too ol (? ? )
And I tol ya
A long time before ya ever came to be told,
"youve got somethin
That they all wanna know.
You gotta hold on
And never ever let go."
Whoa-oh, fridays child
Ya cant stop now.
No, no.
Whoa-oh, fridays child
Ya cannot stop now,
Ya cant stop.
There ya go,
There ya go, rainbows hangin around your feet,
And youre makin out,
Youre makin out with everyone that you meet.
Even havin a ball
And stayin up late,
And watched the sun come up
round nottinghill gate.
Whoa-oh, fridays child
Ya cant stop now.
No, no.
Whoa-oh, fridays child
Ya cannot stop.
Youre drivin.
Aaowwh,
No no no no no no no no no,
Ya cannot stop now.
Youre too much.
Ya cant stop, ya cant stop, ya cant stop, cant stop, no.
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