Jonathan Dykes - Robert Campbell - The Island | Текст песни

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THE ISLAND

Each night I dream of a beautiful island
Surrounded by beaches and covered in flowers.
Butterflies dance through the sweet-smelling meadows
And birds sing their love songs for hours.

Crystal clear water runs down from the mountains
And flows through deep valleys as a sparkling stream.
Gentle sea breezes blow over my island
While sunshine pours over my dream.

Each night I visit the island of my dreams,
Each night I visit the island of my dreams,
I leave the real world behind,
It’s somewhere deep in my mind,
Not too easy to find,
The island.

Bright orange squirrels play games in the tree tops
And chase through the branches where nightingales sing.
It looks so peaceful I wish I could take you
To where each night’s the first day of spring.

Each night I visit the island of my dreams ...

(Jonathan Dykes – lyrics Robert Campbell - music)