Do you hear the beauty, the cooing?" says a lord of the barges, a summer visitor on the Rapee quay. |
Or a little pyramid of glass for the circular quay? |
They would stroll along the quay" |
man) I was on board the USS California, tied to quay 3. I was on the quarterdeck, getting ready for a colour - as a matter of fact, I was a member of the band. |
man) l was on board the USS California, tied to quay 3. |
Do you hear the beauty, the cooing?" says a lord of the barges, a summer visitor on the Rapee quay. |
Or a little pyramid of glass for the circular quay? |
They would stroll along the quay" |
man) I was on board the USS California, tied to quay 3. I was on the quarterdeck, getting ready for a colour - as a matter of fact, I was a member of the band. |
man) l was on board the USS California, tied to quay 3. |
Oh my love, those eyes of yours... nocturnal quays filled with farewells. " |
The quays are the quays. |
A river with bridges, docks and quays a river with eddies from sewers and sometimes a drowned man, if it is not a dead dog. |
All of Queimada's sugar is rotting in storehouses and on the quays. |
And the other day at the quays? |
Oh my love, those eyes of yours... nocturnal quays filled with farewells. " |
The quays are the quays. |
A river with bridges, docks and quays a river with eddies from sewers and sometimes a drowned man, if it is not a dead dog. |
All of Queimada's sugar is rotting in storehouses and on the quays. |
And the other day at the quays? |