Oysterband
Текст песни Polish Plain

We travel on passports
of a country that's not yet born
O but its colours they are worn

We're riding in darkness
our papers might not be right
O but the banners will he bright

The track goes on for ever
across the Polish plain
your heart is a sealed compartment
on that train

We're riding on tickets
the price was: everything
O but they'll know us when we sing