London London

I'm wandering 'round and 'round Nowhere to go

I'm lonely in London, London's lovely song

I cross the streets without fear Everybody keeps their way clear

I know, I know no one here to say hello

I know they keep the way clear I'm in lonely in London without fear

I'm wandering round and round here Nowhere to go

All my eyes go looking for Flying saucers in the sky

All my eyes go looking for Flying saucers in the sky

Oh, sábado, domingo e outubro passam por mim

E as pessoas se apressam tão tranquilamente

Um grupo se aproxima, um policial

Ele parece tão satisfeito, tão satisfeito

É bom, pelo menos, para viver, e eu concordo

Ele parece tão satisfeito, pelo menos, e é tão bom viver em paz e...

Sábado, domingo, anos, e eu concordo.

Uau, meus olhos estão procurando voadores voando no céu.

While my eyes get looking for flying saucers in the sky

I choose no face to look at, choose no way

I just happen to be here and it's okay

Green grass, blue eyes, gray skies, God bless

Silent pain and happiness

I came around to say yes, and I say

Green grass, blue eyes, grey sky, God bless

Silent pain and happiness

I came around to say yes, and I say

But my eyes

Good looking for flying saucers in the sky

Sim, meus olhos estão procurando voadores voando no céu

Oh, meus olhos estão procurando voadores voando no céu

Oh, meus olhos estão procurando voadores voando no céu

Yes, my eyes, they're looking for flying saucers in the sky

Oh, my eyes, they're looking for flying saucers in the sky

Oh, my eyes, they're looking for flying saucers in the sky