out on me now Chorus burn on, oh lovely light Burn on, there goes the night Burn on till all the universe is shining in your light Burn on, burn on, burn on
Translation: Richard Cliff. Burn On.
Softly, softly When there is lightning in the sky When the rivers are rising and Trouble rolls in on the tide We'll keep on keeping on 'Til all the tears
That on behalf of our viewers watching on telly And on behalf of the millions with empty bellies We're donating something special that we're all going to like Cliff Richard
somebody tell me where? 'cos it used to be when I was young That you could hear them playing it everywhere But now it seems they're all so hooked on
to follow? How hard to fight? Then you wake up and see That there's more to life Free in acres of sky on a summer day Fire that burns with hope inside
We turned water into wine but that didn't last We were the victims of our age Now we live on different floors And go our separate ways And talk behind
Look at the golden dawn See the sunset On the silver thorn Just remember It was all for you and me High on the ragged hill He was dying And he's dying
) MOUNTAIN, and into a strange cave on the edge of a cliff, not far from a LITTLE TWISTED TREE . . . with eyes on it. Meanwhile, the enraged HUNCHMEN
