Dolazi Noć ↤ Bryan Ferry - A Hard Rain's A-Gonna Fall (1973)

Where has my little son been?
Where has my tired giant been?
He's even been to the deserted mountain
In a flowery valley and a deep rainforest
He climbed all the way to the sky with a white seagull
He dared to dive in the oceans
He walked a thousand miles
But now he's alone (alone), but now he's alone (alone), but now he's alone (alone), but now he's alone (alone), but now he's... he's alone because the night is coming

What has my little son seen?
What has my tired giant seen?
He saw thousands of sad and happy people
The endless winter that the wind offers
The red roses which are like blood
A happy mother hugging her baby
Then, fortresses full of soil and grass
And then, children making dragons out of paper
That's all the things he saw while running
But now he's alone (alone), but now he's alone (alone), but now he's alone (alone), but now he's alone (alone), but now he's... he's alone because the night is coming

What has my little son heard?
What has my tired giant heard?
He heard the distance calling him and leading him
Then, thousands of fish keeping quiet in the water
He heard the thunder and rough roars
Then, he heard people whistling at others' mistakes
People in a circus full of laughter
Then, he heard the hidden sobs of clowns
Oh, what are all the things he heard? But now he's alone (alone), but now he's alone (alone), but now he's alone (alone), but now he's alone (alone), but now he's... he's alone because the night is coming

And who has my little son met?
Who has my tired giant met?
He met an old lady and a tired dog
Then, flowers waiting for the summer
A young girl arriving at her friend's
And his own mother, searching for him everywhere
He met the sun, and the birds who fly
Even the birds of steel that threaten people
He met them all in order, but now he's alone (alone), but now he's alone (alone), but now he's alone (alone), but now he's alone (alone), but now he's... he's alone because the night is coming

And where will my little son go now?
Where will my tired giant go now?
Now, he starts his journey to his birth home, tired
He brings rain to the wilted flowers
A kiss to his mother who always forgives him
And to the blue eyes that he dreams about
He goes to his bed which is long waiting for him
He wants to dream and maybe sob
Because he has seen, heard and knows a lot
But now he's alone (alone), but now he's alone (alone), but now he's alone (alone), but now he's alone (alone), but now he's... he's alone because the night is coming
(repeat previous x3)