Pink Floyd – Fat Old Sun

When the fat old sun in the sky is falling,
Summer evening birds are calling
Summer?s thunder time of year,
The sound of music in my ears
Distant bells,
New mown grass smells so sweet
By the river holding hands,
Roll me up and lay me down
And if you sit,
Don´t make a sound
Pick your feet up off the ground
And if you hear as the warm night falls
The silver sound from a time so strange,
Sing to me, sing to me

When that fat old sun in the sky is falling,
Summer evening birds are calling
Children?s laughter in my ears,
The last sunlight disappears

And if you sit,
Don´t make a sound
Pick your feet up off the ground
And if you hear as the warm night falls
The silver sound from a time so strange,
Sing to me, sing to me

DESCARGAR KARAOKE