“Gabbiano che volteggi, non hai un posto dove nasconderti, perché non ne hai bisogno”. Grande ballata ispirata alla passione di Crosby per il navigare a vela.
Testo: Wheel gull spin and glide, You’ve got no place to hide, It’s ‘cause you don’t need one. All along the Lee Shore, shells lie scattered in the sand, winking up like shining eyes at me from the sea.
Here is one like sunrise, older than you know, It’s still lying there, where some careless wave, forgot it long ago.
When I awoke this morning dove beneath my floating home, down below her graceful side in the turning tide, to watch the sea fish roam.
And there I heard a story from the sailors of the Sandra Marie, there’s another island eight days’ run away from here, and it’s empty and free.
From here to Venezuela there’s nothing more to see than a hundred thousand islands flung like jewels upon the sea for you and me.
Sunset smells of dinner, women are calling at me to end my tales but perhaps I’ll see you the next quiet place I furl my sails.
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