Into the Mystic (驶往神秘的地方) - Ben E. King
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
I want to rock your gypsy soul
Just like way back in the days of old
Then magnificently we will float into the mystic
And when that fog horn blows you know
I will be coming home
And when that fog horn whistle blows I got to hear it
I don't have to fear it
I want to rock your gypsy soul
Just like way back in the days of old
And together 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
King starts now oh king starts now