Into the Mystic

Into the Mystic - Ben E. King (班伊金)

We were born before the wind

Also younger than the sun

Everybody the bonnie boat was won

As we sailed into the mystic

Hark now hear the sailors cry

Smell the sea and feel the sky

Let your soul and spirit fly into the mystic

And when that fog horn blows

I will be coming home

And when that fog horn blows

I want to hear it I don't have to fear it

And I want to rock your gypsy soul

Just like way back in the days of old

Then every magnificently we will float into the mystic

And when that fog horn blows

I will be coming home

And when that fog horn blows I wanna hear it

I don't have to fear it

And I want to rock your gypsy soul

Just like way back in the days of old

And together many we will float into the mystic

And I want your soul into the myestic

King starts now oh king starts now

I want your soul into the myestic into the myestic

And I want to rock your soul into the myestic