Bài hát Carry On - The Traveller Báo Lỗi

Whatever the words that you hear,

Somehow the meaning is clear,

We're all on the same ship together, moving on,

From the first time that life could be heard,

To the last sounds of men on this earth,

The question is always the same, where are we going, where are we going?

Ooh carry on, carry on,

There's a silver light beside you,

Take the hand that's there to guide you,

Through this night to where we came from,

Carry on, carry on,

When the autumn leaves are falling,

And you hear the voices calling you away,

Then do not fear, you'll carry on,

Carry on, carry on... Love is the daughter of life, comfort to trouble and strife,

She's always beside you to help you carry on,

Oh they say that the stars in the sky,

Are the souls of the people who die,

Will we meet them again when we reach our destination?

Sratseht rofesruo cates,

Nwonknu no it anitsed,

Dlroweht gnillacsi esrevinu eht,

Ecalp gnitser lanif dnatsal rehs-drawot,

[Translation]

[set a course for the stars]

[destination unknown]

[the universe is calling the world]

[towards her last and final resting place]

Ooh carry on, carry on,

There's a silver light beside you,

Take the hand that's there to guide you,

Through this night to where we came from,

Carry on, carry on,

When the autumn leaves are falling,

And you hear the voices calling you away,

Then do not fear, you'll carry on, carry on,

Carry on, carry on ... ooh carry on...


In from the coast, riding like the wind and racing the moon,

Shadows on the road, dancing and a-weaving like a crazy fool.

A horseman is coming, death in his heart, for a rendezvous,

And where the traveller goes, nobody knows,

Where the traveller goes, nobody knows....

A candle in the night, fear on every face when he goes inside,

"Maybe he's on the run,"

Get back from the bar, a stranger in town is a dangerous sight,

"Maybe he's got a gun,"

"Bring a bottle of whisky landlord, I want to talk for a while,"

And where the traveller goes, a cold wind blows,

Where the traveller goes, a cold wind blows,

There is something in his eyes, something in his hands,

You can almost smell his revenge,

And whoever he is after, it will be disaster,

This man is gonna take him to the very end;

Well the landlord he trembled, staring at a face he'd seen somewhere before,

"You laid him in the ground,"

Suddenly remembered a killing, yes a murder many years before,

"'T was you that shot him down,"

He said to a boy, "Saddle me the black, I'll meet you down below,

With this man I must talk, with this traveller I'll go,

With this man I must talk, yes with him I must go,

There is something in his eyes, something in his hands,

I can almost smell his revenge,

And it's me that he's after, it will be disaster,

This man is gonna take me to the very end,"

And they were never seen again!