Текст Sam Cooke – Far Away Places

Far away places with strange sounding names
Far away over the sea
Those far away places with strange sounding names
Are calling, calling me

Goin’ to China, or maybe Siam
I wanna see for myself
Those far away places
I’ve been reading about
In a book that I took from a shelf

I start getting restless whenever I hear
The whistle of a train
I pray for the day I can get underway
And look for those castles in Spain
They call me a dreamer
Well maybe I am
But I know that I’m burning to see
Those for away places with strange sounding names
Calling, calling me
Calling, calling me