Vlastním jménem Gordon Matthew Thomas Sumner. Vyrůstal jako nejstarší ze čtyř dětí (má bratra Philipa a sestry Angelu a Anitu) mlékaře a kadeřnice. Během studií angličtiny a hudby na pedagogické fakultě Warwick University vynikal ve sprintu a...

Píseň: The Wild Wild Sea

Interpret:
Sting
Album:
The Soul Cages
I saw it again this evening,
Black sail in a pale yellow sky
And just as before in a moment,
It was gone where the grey gulls fly


If it should happen again I shall worry
That only a strange ship could fly
And my sanity scans the horizon
In the light of a darkening sky


That night as I walked in my slumber
I walked into the sea strand
And I swam with the moon and her lover
Until I lost sight of the land


I swam till the night became morning
Black sea in the reddening sky
Found myself on the deck on a rolling ship
So far where no grey gulls fly


All around me was silence
As if mocking my frail human hopes
And a question mark hung in the canvas
For the wind that had died in the ropes


I may have slept for an hour
I may have slept for a day
For a woke in a bed of white linen
And the sky was the colour of clay


At first just a rustle of canvas
And the gentlest breath on my face
But a galloping line of white horses
Said that soon we were in for a race


The gentle sigh turned to a howling
And the grey sky she angered to black
And my anxious eyes searched the horizon
With the gathering sea at my back


Did I see the shade of a sailor
On the bridge through the wheelhouse pane
Held fast to the wheel of the rocking ship
As I squinted my eyes in the rain


For the ship had turned into the wind
Against the storm to brace
And underneath the sailor's hat
I saw my father's face


If a prayer today is spoken
Please offer it for me
When the bridge to heaven is broken
And you've lost on the wild wild sea
Lost on the wild wild sea...