Long ago and so far away
Across the sea and into the dawn
The founders came to find the place to survive, to survive
And they survived the bitter cold
As houses and steeples emerged from the fog, from the fog
Farmers and their fields
Warriors and their shields
And soldiers and their castles made of stone
In Carcassonne, Carcassonne, Carcassonne, Carcassonne
The story is of that old world
They always come back to me
When I look out at the sky and remember
The softest breeze and those memories
Of land and sea and air, land and sea and air
Farmers at their fields
Warriors and their shields
And soldiers and their castles made of stone
In Carcassonne, Carcassonne, Carcassonne Carcassonne
Vostok Intercosmos - Carcassone Lyrics
Vostok Intercosmos - Carcassone Lyrics
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Long ago and so far away
Across the sea and into the dawn
The founders came to find the place to survive, to survive
And they survived the bitter cold
As houses and steeples emerged from the fog, from the fog
Farmers and their fields
Warriors and their shields
And soldiers and their castles made of stone
In Carcassonne, Carcassonne, Carcassonne, Carcassonne
The story is of that old world
They always come back to me
When I look out at the sky and remember
The softest breeze and those memories
Of land and sea and air, land and sea and air
Farmers at their fields
Warriors and their shields
And soldiers and their castles made of stone
In Carcassonne, Carcassonne, Carcassonne Carcassonne
Across the sea and into the dawn
The founders came to find the place to survive, to survive
And they survived the bitter cold
As houses and steeples emerged from the fog, from the fog
Farmers and their fields
Warriors and their shields
And soldiers and their castles made of stone
In Carcassonne, Carcassonne, Carcassonne, Carcassonne
The story is of that old world
They always come back to me
When I look out at the sky and remember
The softest breeze and those memories
Of land and sea and air, land and sea and air
Farmers at their fields
Warriors and their shields
And soldiers and their castles made of stone
In Carcassonne, Carcassonne, Carcassonne Carcassonne
Writer: James Wagstaff
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