| Song | She Flies on Strange Wings |
| Artist | Golden Earring |
| Album | The Continuing Story of Radar Love |
| 作词 : Kooymans | |
| From the Albums:* | |
| Seven tears* | |
| Golden Earring | |
| Live* Naked | |
| II* Last blast of the century | |
| Lonely is the night without you | |
| Just as lonely as a shapperd without sheepand where flies the falcon,in the high sweet air | |
| Without hunting in the | |
| Sprane Valleys deer | |
| She wears softness as a gown | |
| She spreads magic all around | |
| Her feathers still untouched | |
| She takes but nothing and she gives so muchrefrain: | |
| She flies on strange wings | |
| She flies on strange winds | |
| She brings strange things | |
| She flies on strange wings | |
| She takes off when she desires | |
| Silence grows on her lips | |
| She can bring you so much higher | |
| She spreads love on all her trips, yeahrefrain | |
| Woke up this morningand this feeling came to my head | |
| To fly with her from sky to skyÂÂ' | |
| Cause my mind seemed to be dead | |
| So I floated up towards heron my mutilated wings | |
| But all the blackness sings against me now | |
| It's the lady of the strange wings | |
| She wears softness as a gown | |
| She spreads magic all around | |
| Her feathers still untouched | |
| She takes but nothing and she gives so muchrefrain |
| zuò cí : Kooymans | |
| From the Albums: | |
| Seven tears | |
| Golden Earring | |
| Live Naked | |
| II Last blast of the century | |
| Lonely is the night without you | |
| Just as lonely as a shapperd without sheepand where flies the falcon, in the high sweet air | |
| Without hunting in the | |
| Sprane Valleys deer | |
| She wears softness as a gown | |
| She spreads magic all around | |
| Her feathers still untouched | |
| She takes but nothing and she gives so muchrefrain: | |
| She flies on strange wings | |
| She flies on strange winds | |
| She brings strange things | |
| She flies on strange wings | |
| She takes off when she desires | |
| Silence grows on her lips | |
| She can bring you so much higher | |
| She spreads love on all her trips, yeahrefrain | |
| Woke up this morningand this feeling came to my head | |
| To fly with her from sky to sky' | |
| Cause my mind seemed to be dead | |
| So I floated up towards heron my mutilated wings | |
| But all the blackness sings against me now | |
| It' s the lady of the strange wings | |
| She wears softness as a gown | |
| She spreads magic all around | |
| Her feathers still untouched | |
| She takes but nothing and she gives so muchrefrain |