The world is round and we’ll meet again
Carrying our rucksacks on the back,
Avoiding needless talks and bright emotion,
The afterglow of all those days
Will permit a flight of fancy as
We have a sip from Glenmarangie bottle.
The sky is blue, the sand is red,
Can u fly the airplane, lad?
So, hold the column , do your best, please don’t miss AfricaJ)
Can u see Captain in a dark-grey suit
Enjoing his cigar and a glass of wine?
Down there under the palm, watching the Indian Ocean…
Oh, who’s that near him with hazel eyes ?
A pretty girl with a bracelete on her wrist…
That must be Captain’s wife from Nairobi.
And who’s that near them in a Jaguar car,
Must be A.R.U.N. Bangalore raja,
His Karnataka spirits can be of great help in business…
Blockhour’s closing and it’s time to land,
Let it be some very very nice place,
We’re coming in the land, so God bless us!
© Copyright: Пол Фил, 2011
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