Otros Ejercicios
Philby 
Medium
de Rory Gallagher
Completa los huecos, después pulsa el botón Score para chequear tus respuestas
Now ain't it strange that I feel like Philby,
There's a stranger in my soul,
I'm in in a city,
I can't in from the cold,
I'm in action on a secret mission,
Contact's broken down,
Time drags by, I'm above suspicion,
There's a voice on the telephone
Yeah, yeah, yeah.
Yeah, yeah, yeah.
Well it is dark in clockwork city,
Contact's gonna show,
I've got a which can't be broken,
My eyes seem to close,
Well, I'm standing in the silent city,
Shadows falling down,
I'm disconnected but I don't pity,
The night's burn on slow.
Yeah, yeah, yeah.
Yeah, yeah, yeah.
Now ain't it funny that I feel like Philby,
A stranger on a foreign shore,
I've got my plans and I must move quickly,
There's a knock upon the door,
Still in transit and I'm to danger,
My cover can't be blown,
It's getting strange and it's getting crazy,
Tell me, what is on?
Yeah, yeah, yeah.
Yeah, yeah, yeah.
o'clock and nothing's moving,
Six o'clock and the daylight's stirring,
A Morning comes, must be moving on.
All night my mind's been burning,
Makes me feel such a long, long way home,
Now ain't it strange I feel like Philby,
There's a stranger in my soul
I'm lost in in a lonesome city
I can't in from the
There's a stranger in my soul,
I'm in in a city,
I can't in from the cold,
I'm in action on a secret mission,
Contact's broken down,
Time drags by, I'm above suspicion,
There's a voice on the telephone
Yeah, yeah, yeah.
Yeah, yeah, yeah.
Well it is dark in clockwork city,
Contact's gonna show,
I've got a which can't be broken,
My eyes seem to close,
Well, I'm standing in the silent city,
Shadows falling down,
I'm disconnected but I don't pity,
The night's burn on slow.
Yeah, yeah, yeah.
Yeah, yeah, yeah.
Now ain't it funny that I feel like Philby,
A stranger on a foreign shore,
I've got my plans and I must move quickly,
There's a knock upon the door,
Still in transit and I'm to danger,
My cover can't be blown,
It's getting strange and it's getting crazy,
Tell me, what is on?
Yeah, yeah, yeah.
Yeah, yeah, yeah.
o'clock and nothing's moving,
Six o'clock and the daylight's stirring,
A Morning comes, must be moving on.
All night my mind's been burning,
Makes me feel such a long, long way home,
Now ain't it strange I feel like Philby,
There's a stranger in my soul
I'm lost in in a lonesome city
I can't in from the
Click en la palabra para obtener su definición.
( Traducción Automática )
Con tecnología de Microsoft® Translator
