Europa And The Pirate Twins - Thomas Dolby

I was fourteen

She Was Twelve

Father travelled — hers as well

Europa

Down the beaches

Hand in hand

Twelfth of never on the sand

Then war took her away

We swore a vow that day:

We’ll be the Pirate Twins again, Europa

Oh my country, Europa

I’ll stand beside you in the rain, Europa

Ta republique…

Nine years after, who’d I see

On the cover of a magazine?

Europa

Buy her singles and see all her films

Paste her pictures on my windowsill

But that’s not quite the same — It isn’t, is it?

Europa my old friend…

We’ll be the Pirate Twins again

Europa

Oh my country.

Europa

I’ll walk beside you in the rain

Europa

Ta republique…

Blew in from the hoverport

She was back in London

Pushed past the papermen

Calling her name

She smiled for the cameras

As a bodyguard grabbed me Then here eyes were gone forever

As they drove her away…

We’ll be the Pirate Twins again, Europa

Oh my country, Europa

I’ll walk beside you in the rain Europa

Ta republique …