George Baker Selection Marja
In the hotelbar, Moskou '64 you came in with friends
and I saw you dance, we drunk and talked along
till the night was gone for the moskou morning
we walked hand in hand through the winterland
to your little flat and we shared your bed
we stepped out of time you were really mine
on that Moskou morning.
Marja, oh I nebver can forget you
in your eyes I saw the bitterness
of a future without hope, my little Marja
I remember how I sang for you
while the snow was softly falling
and you layed down by my side.
Little goodtime girl, in a crazy world
looking for some fun, searching someone
I wonder how you are, did you reach your star
on a Moskou moring.
Marja, oh I nebver can forget you
in your eyes I saw the bitterness
of a future without hope, my little Marja
I remember how I sang for you
while the snow was softly falling
and you layed down by my side.
