Van Langen

Celtic princess

Van Langen


Coming from Dover, now sitting in Paris, 
got to find a way to get home. 
No cigarettes, just this bottle of gin 
and those Pakistanis gave us some food. 
That´s where we met on a railway-station 
and a train will bring us home. 
That´s where we met, my Celtic princess and me, 
but I´ve got to go home Celtic princess. 

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Celtic princess, Celtic princess, 
Celtic princess stay with me 
Celtic princess, Celtic princess, 
Celtic princess let it be (rep.) 

I remember the sound of the rolling train, 
as we rolled the rails in the pooring rain, 
and in the dark of the night, 
I´ve seen the light in your eyes, 
that I´ll never forget my Celtic princess. 

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Weary hair, an fucked up trenchcoat, 
broken nails and dust in her throat, 
we were feeling like the last of camelot, 
living a dream no one would understand but 

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It doesn`t matter how long love takes, me and you forever in our minds. 
Well I don`t know your way and you don`t know mine, but in the end 
we`ll meet again my celtic princess. 

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