On the Hills of Manchuria - Vladimir Fedoseyev & Russian Folk Instruments Academic Orchestra of All-Union National Radio Service and Central Television Networks

You may talk about Atlantis, how itÃ'Â's lost beneath the sea Or the grave of the unknown soldier and the cry of the old banshee Who was the man in the iron mask, was Jack the ripper set free? But ask them all whereÃ'Â's Donegal, and itÃ'Â's still a mystery And if I could IÃ'Â'd build a wall around old Donegal The north and south to keep them out, my god IÃ'Â'd build it tall Casinoes, chicken ranches, IÃ'Â'd legalize them all WeÃ'Â'd have our own Las Vegas in the hills of Donegal Yeah!! Las Vegas in the hills of Donegal Lay by clubs and all night pubs, black jack and roulette Mel Gibson, Brigitte Nilsen, Mike Tyson having a bet (bite) Iniseoghain would then be known for itÃ'Â's multi-millionaires Where Donald Trump would have a chunk to live in solitaire And if I could IÃ'Â'd build a wall around old Donegal The north and south to keep them out, my god IÃ'Â'd build it tall Casinoes, chicken ranches, IÃ'Â'd legalize them all WeÃ'Â'd have our own Las Vegas in the hills of Donegal Yeah!! Las Vegas in the hills of Donegal To stand on top of fairy hill would give me such a thrill IÃ'Â've heard them say in Dublin thereÃ'Â's gold in them there hills So donÃ'Â't despair, 'cos if you dare, the answer lies with me ThereÃ'Â's a wall thatÃ'Â's steep and itÃ'Â's going cheap somewhere in Germany And if I could IÃ'Â'd build a wall around old Donegal The north and south to keep them out, my god IÃ'Â'd build it tall Casinoes, chicken ranches, IÃ'Â'd legalize them all WeÃ'Â'd have our own Las Vegas in the hills of Donegal Yeah!! Las Vegas in the hills of Donegal These lyrics may or may not be copyrighted!

Oh, the hills on the border 'Bout this time of the year When the mists seem to gather In the valley of your fears And you walk through that valley As day turns to night Is there something in the shadow Or the failing of the light? I was walking home last evening When perhaps I should have ran From a darkening of shadows In the shape of a man It said, "Talk to me, stranger Or may I call you brother? Let us make our way together From this place to another" I don't carry any weapon I don't carry any staff But I'll carry half your burden 'Til your journey's cut in half Let me sharе of your burden The lifetimе you will carve And the gravestone that you carry Will be a burden halved He sat down by the roadside As the mists they gathered 'round Takes some cards from his pocket That he spreads upon the ground He said, "This card is a woman You will love but not possess And this card's a man you'll murder But you'll never confess" I don't carry any weapon I don't carry any staff But I'll carry half your burden 'Til your journey's cut in half Let me share of your burden This lifetime you will carve And the gravestone that you carry Will be a burden halved I said, "Why should I trust you? Or the cards that you have thrown? I don't know you from the Devil And this burden is my own" He said, "I have the gift of secrets From our Father, little brother Let us make our way together From this world to another" Oh, the hills on the border 'Bout this time of the year When the mists seem to gather In the valley of your fears And you walk through that valley Your coat around your ears As you walk to the borders From the valley of your fears As you walk to the borders From the valley of your fears As you walk to the borders From the valley of your fears

Your man on the road, he doing promo You said, "Keep our business on the low-low" I'm just tryna get you out the friend zone 'Cause you look even better than the photots I can't find your house, send me the info Drivin' through the gated residential Found out I was coming, sent your friends home Keep on tryna hide it but your friends know I only call you when it's half past five The only time that I'll be by your side I only love it when you touch me, not feel me When I'm fucked up, that's the real me When I'm fucked up, that's the real me, yeah I only call you when it's half past five The only time I'd ever call you mine I only love it when you touch me, not feel me When I'm fucked up, that's the real me When I'm fucked up, that's the real me, babe I'mma let you know and keep it simple Tyna keep it up don't seem so simple I just fucked two bitches 'fore I saw you And you gon' have to do it at my tempo Always tryna send me off to rehab Drugs started feelin' like it's decaf I'm just tryna live life for the moment And all these motherfuckers want a relapse I only call you when it's half past five The only time that I'll be by your side I only love it when you touch me, not feel me When I'm fucked up, that's the real me When I'm fucked up, that's the real me, yeah I only call you when it's half past five The only time I'd ever call you mine I only love it when you touch me, not feel me When I'm fucked up, that's the real me When I'm fucked up, that's the real me, babe The hills have eyes, the hills have eyes Who are you to judge, who are you to judge? Hide your lies, girl, hide your lies Only you to trust, only you I only call you when it's half past five The only time that I'll be by your side I only love it when you touch me, not feel me When I'm fucked up, that's the real me When I'm fucked up, that's the real me, yeah I only call you when it's half past five The only time I'd ever call you mine I only love it when you touch me, not feel me When I'm fucked up, that's the real me When I'm fucked up, that's the real me, babe