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Chris de Burgh - The Tower
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The Tower
A great lord came walking through the forest
One morning with a weapon in his hand;
Rich was his castle, he lacked for nothing,
But killing was his plan;
When a white bird flew by she fell from the sky,
Nothing was found, only blood on the ground, she was gone;
Cursing his fortune,
He turned to the forest to kill once again,
And standing before him was a lovely young woman
With her hand hung in pain,
When he saw her his eyes were filled with desire,
He said "I must have her, she must be mine,
She will be mine..."
He offered her silver, he offered her gold,
But she threw it on the ground,
He fell to his knees and he begged her,
"Oh please come with me,
What you wish will be found;"
She said, "Sire, I'll go if you put up your bow,
And spare these creatures, leave them in peace,
You have no need..."
But her words were lost in the wind
His eyes were fixed on a queen
And all he saw was a woman
And all she was, was a dream...
Oh oh...And all he saw was a woman, and all she was,
Was a dream...
He took her and bound her with ropes tied around her
To his castle he did ride;
In the wood was a bower where stood an an old tower
And he threw her deep inside;
Then the birds left the sky and a terrible cry,
Brought thunder and lightning, and rain falling down,
Tears on the ground...
All through the days on her face he would gaze,
For she was lovely as the spring;
No words would she speak but "Leave them in peace",
And some sad lament she would sing,
Oh one day by the door, at the window he saw
A single white feather lying on the floor.
She was there no more...
Now that great lord is dying,
His cold heart is crying for the love of the girl;
For many an hour he has wept on the tower
For she meant more than the world;
And once in the sky, a white bird flew by,
He lifted his hands, he cried out in pain
"Come back again..."
But his words were lost in the wind,
His castle was built upon sand,
And all he has is a memory,
And all he yearns is her hand...
Ah ah ... all he has is the memory,
And all he yearns is her hand.
Christopher John Davison was born in Venado Tuerto (Las Magnolias), Argentina,
on 15th October 1948 - nineteen months after the birth of his brother Richard.
The son of a British diplomat (Charles Davison) and an Irish secretary (Maeve Davison)
grew up in Malta, Nigeria and Zaire.
When he was twelve his family settled in Tomhaggard, Co. Wexford, Ireland where his
parents bought a tremendous castle (Bargy Castle) which was built in the 12th century.
Bargy Castle was converted into a hotel where Chris did his first "performances" -
for the guests, when they sat down to dinner in the evenings.
Chris was educated at Marlborough College, England, and graduated at the famous
Trinity College, Dublin, with a degree in English, French and History.
During the time at University Chris played his songs in Dublin hairdresser's and
hamburger restaurants (for 2 Dollars a night, a hamburger and "as much wine as he could drink").
In 1974 Chris finally got a recording contract with A & M records.
The debut album "Far Beyond These Castle Walls" was released in 1975.
To everyone's surprise the single "Turning Round" (renamed "Flying") went to No. 1 in Brazil -
it had sold over 500.000 copies!
The road to success all over the world was extremely hard for Chris. It took the
singer/songwriter about 10 years (which included some humiliating experiences) to become
a world - wide star as he is today.
Chris de Burgh's most famous songs "Don't Pay The Ferryman" (1982), "High On Emotion" (1984)
and especially the ever-green "Lady In Red" (1986) are products of a wearisome process which
required an admiring endurance.
"Chris de Burgh's career has blossomed, but has yet, not reached its full potential..."