[00:00.00]Sampan - Al Stewart
[00:05.34]Written by：Al Stewart
[00:10.69]The sun is high looking out I see
[00:14.69]The emptiness beyond the jetty
[00:17.20]Seagulls raining like confetti
[00:19.62]On the water
[00:24.93]Sea and sky come together in
[00:29.05]A hazy kiss out on the ocean
[00:31.66]Europe seems a foreign notion
[00:34.31]Hardly thought of
[00:39.34]And would you leave your modern world behind
[00:47.34]I know who I am
[00:49.72]Riding in my sampan
[00:54.55]I know who I am
[00:56.81]Riding in my sampan
[01:03.51]In the shade stands the foreman in
[01:07.51]A floppy hat and linen suit
[01:09.99]Beneath his ancient leather boot
[01:12.39]The ground is straining
[01:17.86]Far away figures bend to tap the
[01:22.15]Endless seas of rubber trees
[01:24.37]To coat the wheels of Paris taxis
[01:26.79]Where it's raining
[01:32.17]And would you leave your melting world behind
[01:40.24]I know who I am
[01:42.51]Riding in my sampan
[01:47.34]I know who I am
[01:49.65]Riding in my sampan
[02:24.92]And would you leave your melting world behind
[02:32.90]I know who I am
[02:35.28]Riding in my sampan
[02:40.16]I know who I am
[02:42.44]Riding in my sampan
[02:47.29]I know I know
[02:54.52]I know who I am
[02:56.94]Riding in your sampan