streets of london
 

* ralph mctell adinda ba$likta adi gecen $arkisindan ba$ka hic bir eserini duymadigim yumu$acik sesli bir sanatcinin eseridir streets of london . dinleyip de huzur bulmayan bir insan evladi yoktur sanirim $u arz yuvarlaginda* . gece dinleyiniz hu$u icinde ..



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have you seen the old man in the closed down market

kicking up the paper with his worn out shoes

in his eyes you see no pride

and held loosely by his side,

yesterday's paper telling yesterday's news



how can you tell me you're lonely

and say, for you, that the sun don't shine

let me take you by the hand

and lead you through the streets of london

i'll show you something to make you change your mind



have you seen the old gal who walks the streets of london

dirt in her hair and her clothes in rags

she's no time for talkin, she just keeps right on walkin

carryin her home in two carrier bags



in the all night cafe at a quarter past eleven

same old man sitting there on his own

looking at the world over the rim of his teacup

each tea lasts an hour and he goes home alone



have you seen the old man outside the seaman's mission

memory fading like the ribbons that he wears

in our winter city, the rain cries a little pity

for one more forgotten hero in a world that doesn't care



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