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Van Morrison
Ancient highway


Thereand's a small cafe on the outskirts of town
iand'll be there when the sun goes down
where the roadside bends
and it twists and turns
every new generation
and iand'll be praying to my higher self
donand't let me down, keep my feet on the ground
Thereand's a roadside jam playinand' on the edge of town
in a town called paradise near the ancient highway
when the train whistle blows
all the sadness that hank williams knows
and the river flows
call them pagan streams and it spins and turns
in a factory in a street called bread in east belfast
where georgie knows best
what itand's like to be daniel in the lionand's den
got so many friends only most of the time
When the grass is high and the rabbit runs
though itand's talkinand' to you and i
and every new generation comes to pay
the dues of the organ grinder jam
and the grinderand's switch of the sacrifice
everybody made to be rational with understanding
and iand'll be praying to my higher self
oh, donand't let me down, keep my feet on the ground
What about all the people living in the nightmare hurt
that wonand't go away no matter how hard they try
theyand've got to pay time and time again, time and time again
iand'll be praying to my higher self
and iand'll be standinand' there, where the boats go by
when the sun is sinking way over the hill
on a friday evening when the sun goes down
on the outskirts of town, i wanna slip away
i wanna slip away, got to get away
and iand'll be praying to my higher self
donand't let me down, keep my feet on the ground, donand't let me down
Youand'll be cryinand' again, youand'll be cryinand' again, youand'll be cryinand' again
by the same wipe the teardrops from your eyes
have to slip away in the evening when the sun goes down
over the hill, with a sense of wonder
everything gonna be right on a friday evening
all the cars go by all along down
the ancient highway
and iand'll be praying, iand'll be praying to my higher self
donand't let me down, keep my feet, keep my feet on the ground
keep my feet on the ground
Travelling like a stranger in the night, all along the ancient highway
got you in my sights, got you on my mind
iand'll be praying in the evening when the sun goes down
over the mountain, got to get you right in my sight
as the beams on the cars from the overpass
on the ancient highway shine like diamonds in the night
like diamonds in the night
iand'll be praying to my higher self, to my higher self
donand't let me down, donand't let me down
And youand'll be standing there, while the boats go by
while the boats go by on a friday evening
shining your light, shining your light on a friday evening
got to slip away, got to slip away down that ancient highway
in a town called paradise, in a town, in a town
all along, all along that road, all along that road,
all along that road with the trancelike vision
Iand'll be praying to my higher self, donand't let me down, donand't let me down
keep my feet on the ground, keep my feet on the ground,
keep my feet on the ground
friday evening got to slip away
watching the view from a car from the overpass
and weand're driving down that ancient road
shining like diamonds in the night, oh diamonds in the night
all along the ancient highway
got you in my sight, got you in my mind
got you in my arms and iand'm praying, and iand'm gonna pray
iand'm gonna pray, to my higher self, ah donand't let me down
donand't let me down, give me the fire, ah give me the fire
Van Morrison
antigua carretera


Thereand es un pequeño café en las afueras de la ciudad
iand'll estar presente cuando el sol baja
donde las curvas de carretera
y giros y vueltas
cada nueva generación
y iand'll estar orando a mi ser superior
donand't me ha defraudado, mantener los pies en el suelo
Thereand una playinand atasco de carretera 'en el borde de la ciudad
en un pueblo llamado paraíso cerca de la carretera antigua
cuando sopla el silbato de un tren
toda la tristeza que Hank Williams sabe
y fluye el río
llamarlos corrientes paganas y que gira y gira
en una fábrica en una calle llamada pan en el este de Belfast
donde Georgie sabe mejor
lo que itand es ser Daniel en el foso de los lionand
tiene tantos amigos solamente la mayoría de las veces
Cuando la hierba es alta y el conejo corre
aunque itand de talkinand 'a tu y yo
y cada nueva generación viene a pagar
las cuotas de la mermelada de organillero
y el interruptor de la grinderand del sacrificio
todos hechos para ser racional con la comprensión
y iand'll estar orando a mi ser superior
oh, me donand't defraudado, mantener los pies en el suelo
¿Qué hay de todas las personas que viven en la pesadilla daño
que recorrer un wonand't

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