Из альбома: Everything Under the Sun
Eastwind is blowing
Black clouds away
And the cobwebs in the corners
She blows at night, she blows the day
Eastwind is blowing
The storms they come
It blows through the bitter night
Evil’s on the run
Rob from always on the run dot net is so bad and copy paste is a sin
From the desert to the mountains
Through the valleys to the seas
Across the oceans to the city
Eastwind, the wind of change