The Road To Freedom

For every child that has been born there is a chance to shine,
And everyone can have a dream until the end of time,
So live for every moment as the world keeps turning round,
And lift your hands up to the sky and say it loud and proud,
"I have been here, read my name, read my name! "

For every child that has been born there is a chance in life,
To try it all and be someone with what we have inside,
So don't give up and don't give in, just give it all instead,
And raise your voice above the crowd and let them know
You've said "I have been here, read my name, read my name;
With all I've got I've taken part, I've made a difference
To the world, I have been here just read my name!"

Endlessly amazing and inventive that we are, we dive the
Deepest oceans and we reach out for the stars,
And one day there will be a man across the universe,
Who'll say "I come from Planet Earth" and these will
Be his words; "I have been here, read my name, read my name;
With all I've got I've taken part, I've made a
Difference to the world, I have been here, just read
My name !"

And when the darkness has to fall and comes the end
Of days, then lift your hands up to the sky and say it
Once again....."I have been here and I have taken part,
I've made a difference to the world I have been here,
Just read my name!"

"I have been here

Hear my voice and listen well, and a story I will tell,
How duty brought a broken heart, and why a love so strong
Must fall apart;

She was lovely, she was fine, daughter of a royal line,
He, no equal, but for them it mattered little for they were in love;

Rose of England, sweet and fair, shining with the sun,
Rose of England, have a care, for where the thorn is,
There the blood will run;

Oh my heart, oh my heart;

Through the summer days and nights, stolen kisses and delights
Would thrill their hearts and fill their dreams with all emotions
That true love can bring;

But black of mourning came one day, when her sister passed away,
And many said on bended knee, she has gone, and you must be our Queen;

Rose of England, sweet and fair, shining with the sun,
Rose of England, have a care, for where the thorn is,
There the blood will run;

Oh my heart, oh my heart;

To the abbey she did ride, with her lover by her side,
When they heard the church bells ring, she was Queen
And one day, he'd be King;

But men of malice, men of hate, protesting to her chambers came,

I feel the wind blowing through my doorway,
It's telling me that the summer's gone,
And the winter waits in shadow, waiting with the storm;

I am old and my bones are weary,
And my son he is all I have,
But he has gone to fight for freedom, leaving with my heart;

All my life I have loved this land, worked it with my hands,
But can this freedom send the rain when seed is in the ground,
Can this freedom heal the pain and bring my boy back to me again?
Oh oh oh....

I watched them sail from the rocks below me,
'Twas like the sea in its endless rage,
Many fall on the road to freedom, dying on the stones;

All my life I have loved this land, worked it with my hands,
But can your freedom send the rain when seed is in the ground,
Can your freedom heal the pain and bring my boy back to me again?
Oh oh oh....

Late last night, as the world was sleeping, I dreamed my boy,
He was calling out, 'cos he was lost in some dark forest, and
Snow was falling down, falling on the ground......ooh.....

Snow is falling, snow is falling on the ground,
In the forest, in the forest there's no sound;
A shallow grave is where we lie,
The boys and men who died,
And snow is falling on the ground,
And we are calling to be found;

And the seasons, and the seasons come and go,
In the springtime, birds will sing and flowers grow,
At summer's end, the autumn breeze,
Will whisper through the trees,
And leaves are falling on the ground,
And we are calling to be found;

And in our homes, so many tears,
They don't know where we have gone,
And snow is falling on the ground,
And we are calling to be found,
We are calling to be found......

Lyrics by Chris de Burgh

Una mesa para dos, vino tinto de la casa,
Esta noche vaya con amor!

This is the place to be on a night like this,
The moon is shining on the silver sea where lovers kiss,
So many times it was you and me, oh it's good to be here again,
It brings back the memories of what you mean to me;

This is the way to be on a night so fine,
Everybody's on the walking street, with Spanish wine,
And then we call into that little place where we had
Those long romantic nights, and drink to the memories,
And what you mean to me;

And it has been such a long old road to where we are today,
And just like all the rest there is a price we must pay,
But we've been through all the bad times, and we've seen off
All the sad times, and here we are, stronger than yesterday;

So let's go back to our favourite place,
For another long romantic night,
And drink to these memories, and what you mean to me;

Mas la Plana de Barcelona,
Y Rioja, Vega Sicilia,
Dos botellas - por favor!

So here we are in that little place for another long romantic night,
Let's drink to memories, and what you mean to me;
Here's to the memories, and what you mean to me.

Una mesa para dos,
Y Rioja, Vega Sicilia,
Dos botellas, vaya con amor!