Вступление
Intro: - -
Seagull you fly into the horizon
Into the misty morning sun
Nobody knows where you are going
Nobody knows where you are from
There is a man and he's asking a question
Is this really the end of the world
Seagull you must have known for a long time
The shape of things to come
(repeat first stanza)
the ending leaves lots of room for
lyrical improv, but basically, its
something like this:
Seagull fly away today
Fly away, fly away
Fly to your tomorrow
Leave me with my sorrow