Upravit profil
Mike Oldfield (celým jménem Michael Gordon Oldfield) se narodil 15. května 1953 ve městě Reading v hrabství Berkshire v Anglii. Jeho otec Raymond Henry Oldfield byl uznávaným doktorem, matka Maureen Bernadine Oldfield, rozená Liston, pocházela z...
Píseň: Moonshine
- Interpret:
- Mike Oldfield
- Album:
- Man On The Rocks
Walking out on a stormy day The cold wind the fine sea spray Looking out over Galway bay The troubled sky all dark and grey Far from these shores there stands liberty So let it be But every while I would remember The day we drank moonshine in the rain And raised our glasses to the wind The day that we dreamed we could be free Riding the wings of liberty So here's one more for our friends And here's one for our children Feeling the cold rain on our fingertips And moonshine on our lips So we paid our dues and we packed our bags Made it thought Ellis Island's ranks Across the waves to America Hearts and souls to the streets and starts Far from our shores we found liberty So let it be But every while I would remember The day we drank moonshine in the rain And raised our glasses to the wind The day that we dreamed we could be free Riding the wings of liberty So here's one more for our friends And here's one for our children Feeling the cold rain on our fingertips And moonshine on our lips So we made our way Through the Cumberland gap Appalachia never looking back Through the wind and rain But nothing evermore would feel the same All of this life we strive to be free So let it be But every while I would remember The day we drank moonshine in the rain And raised our glasses to the wind The day that we dreamed we could be free Riding the wings of liberty So here's one more for our friends And here's one for our children Feeling the cold rain on our fingertips And moonshine on our lips Moonshine in the rain And raised our glasses to the wind The day that we dreamed we could be free Riding the wings of liberty So here's one for our friends And here's one our children Feeling the cold rain on your fingertips And moonshine on our lips