Letras:
Chris De Burgh Eastern Wind

: If you're out on a Saturday night, head downtown to the city lights, They've got everything you're looking for, who knows what's behind that door, "

: The hero says his final goodbyes, and there are tears in my lover's eyes, But it was just a film, make-believe, they all get up and go home, And now

a hole in my life, eastern wind, Oh running away with my life, eastern wind, Taking the plough from my hands, eastern wind, Taking every bit of my land, eastern wind

: We're sitting out here on the runway, Waiting for the plane to leave, And the captain says, "There'll be a short delay, Bear with me please," They

: There's a woman in the wardrobe singing Beatles out of tune, And a salesman in the corner trying to blow up a burst balloon, And the Managing Director

a hole in my life, eastern wind, Oh running away with my life, eastern wind, Taking the plough from my hands, eastern wind, Taking every bit of my land, eastern wind

Tradução: Chris De Burgh. Viento del este.

a hole in my life, eastern wind, Oh running away with my life, eastern wind, Taking the plough from my hands, eastern wind, Taking every bit of my land, eastern wind

Underneath a silver moon, the ship is like a ghost, She's been out there for a week, just waiting for the wind to blow, But now she's off and running