Video musical

Video musical

Créditos

ARTISTAS INTÉRPRETES
Mike Oldfield
Mike Oldfield
Guitarra
Stephen Lipson
Stephen Lipson
Guitarra
John Robinson
John Robinson
Batería
Leland Sklar
Leland Sklar
Bajo
Michael Thompson
Michael Thompson
Guitarra
Matt Rollings
Matt Rollings
Piano
Davy Spillane
Davy Spillane
Silbato
Paul Dooley
Paul Dooley
Violín
COMPOSICIÓN Y LETRA
Mike Oldfield
Mike Oldfield
Composición
PRODUCCIÓN E INGENIERÍA
Mike Oldfield
Mike Oldfield
Producción
Chris Owens
Chris Owens
Asistente de ingeniería de grabación
Stephen Lipson
Stephen Lipson
Producción
Howard Willing
Howard Willing
Ingeniería

Letra

Walking out on a stormy day
The cold wind the fine sea spray
Looking out over Galway bay
The troubled sky all dark and grey
Far from these shores there stands liberty
So let it be
But every while I would remember
The day we drank moonshine in the rain
And raised our glasses to the wind
The day that we dreamed we could be free
Riding the wings of liberty
So here's one more for our friends
And here's one for our children
Feeling the cold rain on our fingertips
And moonshine on our lips
So we paid our dues and we packed our bags
Made it thought Ellis Island's ranks
Across the waves to America
Hearts and souls to the streets and starts
Far from our shores we found liberty
So let it be
But every while I would remember
The day we drank moonshine in the rain
And raised our glasses to the wind
The day that we dreamed we could be free
Riding the wings of liberty
So here's one more for our friends
And here's one for our children
Feeling the cold rain on our fingertips
And moonshine on our lips
So we made our way
Through the Cumberland gap
Appalachia never looking back
Through the wind and rain
But nothing evermore would feel the same
All of this life we strive to be free
So let it be
But every while I would remember
The day we drank moonshine in the rain
And raised our glasses to the wind
The day that we dreamed we could be free
Riding the wings of liberty
So here's one more for our friends
And here's one for our children
Feeling the cold rain on our fingertips
And moonshine on our lips
Moonshine in the rain
And raised our glasses to the wind
The day that we dreamed we could be free
Riding the wings of liberty
So here's one for our friends
And here's one our children
Feeling the cold rain on your fingertips
And moonshine on our lips
Written by: Mike Oldfield
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