Vídeo de música
Vídeo de música
Créditos
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Mike Oldfield
Guitar
Stephen Lipson
Guitar
John Robinson
Drums
Leland Sklar
Bass
Michael Thompson
Guitar
Matt Rollings
Piano
Davy Spillane
Whistle
Paul Dooley
Violin
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Mike Oldfield
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Mike Oldfield
Producer
Chris Owens
Assistant Recording Engineer
Stephen Lipson
Producer
Howard Willing
Engineer
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