Over leven met de ziekte van Parkinson of een ander parkinsonisme of RBD
Ervaringsverhaal
Gastblog door Hans van Geluk
Dit nummer legt mijn ziel bloot.
Soldier of fortune
I have often told you stories about the way
I lived the life of a drifter
Waiting for the day
When I'd take your hand and sing you songs
Then maybe you would say
"Come lay with me and love me"
And I would surely stay
But I feel I'm growing older
And the songs that I have sung
Echo in the distance
Like the sound
Of a windmill going round
Guess I'll always be a soldier of fortune
Many times I've been a traveller
I looked for something new
In days of old when nights were cold
I wandered without you
But those days I thought my eyes had seen you standing near
Though blindness is confusing
It shows that you're not here
Now I feel I'm growing older
And the songs that I have sung
Echo in the distance
Like the sound
Of a windmill going round
Guess I'll always be a soldier of fortune
I can hear the sound
Of a windmill going round
Guess I'll always be a soldier of fortune
I guess I'll always be
A soldier of fortune
Beluister 'Soldier of fortune' van Deep Purple hier.
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