From: A Night At The Opera, 1975
Written by: Brian May
Vocals - Brian May
Double Bass - John Deacon
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In the year of '39
Assembled here the volunteers
In the days when the lands were few
Here the ship sailed out
Into the blue and sunny morn'
The sweetest sight ever seen
And the night followed day
And the storytellers say
That the score brave souls inside
For so many lonely days
Sailed across the milky seas
Ne'er looked back
Ne'er feared
Ne'er cried
Don't you hear my call?
Though you're many years away
Don't you hear me calling you?
Write your letters in the sand
For the day I take your hand
In the land that our grandchildren knew
In the year of '39
Came a ship in from the blue
The volunteers came home that day
And they bring good news
Of a world so newly born
Though their hearts so heavily weigh
For the earth is old and grey
Little darling went away
But my love, this cannot be
For so many years have gone
Though I'm oder but a year
Your mother's eyes from your eyes cry to me
Don't you hear my call?
Though you're many years away
Don't you hear me calling you?
Write your letters in the sand
For the day I take your hand
In the land that our grandchildren knew
Don't you hear my call?
Though you're many years away
Don't you hear me calling you?
All your letters in the sand
Cannot heal me like your hand
For my life
Still ahed
Pity me
