My Father — текст песни (This Mortal Coil)

My father always promised us that we would live in France.

We`d go boating on the Seine

and I would learn to dance.

We lived in Ohio then.

He worked in the mines.

All his dreams, like boats

we knew We`d sail in time.

My sister`s all grew up and went away,

to Denver and Cheyenne.

Marrying their grown up dreams, the lilacs and the man.

I stayed behind, the youngest still only danced alone.

Hoping...

Hoping...

that my father`s dreams would someday take me home.

I live in Paris now, my children dance and dream.

Hearing the ways of a miner`s life,

In words they never say.

I sail my memories of home,

Like boats across the Seine.

And watch my father`s eyes...

watching the setting sun...

set in my father`s eyes again