'39

Singer: Queen (Brian May)
Written by: Brian May
Album: A Night at the Opera

In the year of '39 assembled here the volunteers
In the days when lands were few
Here the ship sailed out into the blue and sunny morn
The sweetest sight ever seen
And the night followed day
And the story-tellers say
That the score brave souls inside
For many a lonely day sailed across the milky seas
Never look back, never feared, never cried

Don't you hear my call, though you're many years away??
Don't you hear me calling you??
Write your letters in the sand for the day I take your hand
In the land that our grandchildren knew

In the year of '39 came a ship in from the blues
The volunteers came home that day
And they bring good news of a world so newly born
Though their hearts so heavenly weigh
For the earth is old and grey, little darling went away
But my love this cannot be
For so many years have gone though I'm older but a year
Your mother's eyes, in your eyes, cried to me

Don't you hear my call, though you're many years away??
Don't you hear me calling you??
Write your letters in the sand for the day I take your hand
In the land that our grandchildren knew

Don't you hear my call, though you're many years away??
Don't you hear me calling you??
All your letters in the sand cannot heal me like your hand
For my life, still ahead, pity me