| Song | All Night Long |
| Artist | Peter Murphy |
| Album | Back To The Penguin: The Dark Sound Of The 80's 1+2 |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| When the night is closing | |
| Eyes are running wild | |
| Then I hear you humming | |
| All night long | |
| The sign I see it | |
| Tell me, am I true? | |
| All I need from you is | |
| All I see | |
| This city's paved with cold | |
| Playboys buying fun | |
| Seems there is no hunter left | |
| Without his hunting gun | |
| Can you feel the light? The air is wild open | |
| Oh you see the light, it's coming through | |
| It's there in the distance always offered to me | |
| Always coming over a hill | |
| Oh your seesaw smile | |
| Lasts me all night long | |
| Like a siren's curl | |
| When the night is long | |
| Now come, hold my hand | |
| No bad vibe hearts | |
| Hold my hand, you know | |
| This journey could be long | |
| Yeah the seasons come in, all the nights are woven | |
| All the nights we'll see them through | |
| Ahh no hundred men now would dare cut into us | |
| We'll go on and see it through | |
| {Belle une rose qui a joue son role | |
| Mon miroir, mon clef d'or, mon cheval et mon gant | |
| Sont les cinq secrets de ma puissance | |
| Je voulais livrer, il vous suffira de mettre ce gant | |
| A votre main droite, il vous transportera où vous desirez l'etre} | |
| When the night has come in | |
| Your eyes are running wild | |
| Then I hear you humming over | |
| All night long | |
| Yeah the sign, I see it | |
| Yeah the times, I see it | |
| All I need to know from you | |
| Is all I see | |
| Can you feel the light? The air is wild open | |
| Oh you see the light, it's coming through | |
| It's there in the distance always offered to me | |
| Always coming over a hill | |
| Yeah the seasons come in, all the nights are woven | |
| All the nights we'll see them through | |
| Ahh, no hundred men now would dare cut into us | |
| We'll go on and see it through | |
| Can you feel the light? The air is wild open | |
| Oh you see the light, it's coming through | |
| It's there in the distance always offered to me | |
| Always coming over a hill |
| When the night is closing | |
| Eyes are running wild | |
| Then I hear you humming | |
| All night long | |
| The sign I see it | |
| Tell me, am I true? | |
| All I need from you is | |
| All I see | |
| This city' s paved with cold | |
| Playboys buying fun | |
| Seems there is no hunter left | |
| Without his hunting gun | |
| Can you feel the light? The air is wild open | |
| Oh you see the light, it' s coming through | |
| It' s there in the distance always offered to me | |
| Always coming over a hill | |
| Oh your seesaw smile | |
| Lasts me all night long | |
| Like a siren' s curl | |
| When the night is long | |
| Now come, hold my hand | |
| No bad vibe hearts | |
| Hold my hand, you know | |
| This journey could be long | |
| Yeah the seasons come in, all the nights are woven | |
| All the nights we' ll see them through | |
| Ahh no hundred men now would dare cut into us | |
| We' ll go on and see it through | |
| Belle une rose qui a joue son role | |
| Mon miroir, mon clef d' or, mon cheval et mon gant | |
| Sont les cinq secrets de ma puissance | |
| Je voulais livrer, il vous suffira de mettre ce gant | |
| A votre main droite, il vous transportera o vous desirez l' etre | |
| When the night has come in | |
| Your eyes are running wild | |
| Then I hear you humming over | |
| All night long | |
| Yeah the sign, I see it | |
| Yeah the times, I see it | |
| All I need to know from you | |
| Is all I see | |
| Can you feel the light? The air is wild open | |
| Oh you see the light, it' s coming through | |
| It' s there in the distance always offered to me | |
| Always coming over a hill | |
| Yeah the seasons come in, all the nights are woven | |
| All the nights we' ll see them through | |
| Ahh, no hundred men now would dare cut into us | |
| We' ll go on and see it through | |
| Can you feel the light? The air is wild open | |
| Oh you see the light, it' s coming through | |
| It' s there in the distance always offered to me | |
| Always coming over a hill |
| When the night is closing | |
| Eyes are running wild | |
| Then I hear you humming | |
| All night long | |
| The sign I see it | |
| Tell me, am I true? | |
| All I need from you is | |
| All I see | |
| This city' s paved with cold | |
| Playboys buying fun | |
| Seems there is no hunter left | |
| Without his hunting gun | |
| Can you feel the light? The air is wild open | |
| Oh you see the light, it' s coming through | |
| It' s there in the distance always offered to me | |
| Always coming over a hill | |
| Oh your seesaw smile | |
| Lasts me all night long | |
| Like a siren' s curl | |
| When the night is long | |
| Now come, hold my hand | |
| No bad vibe hearts | |
| Hold my hand, you know | |
| This journey could be long | |
| Yeah the seasons come in, all the nights are woven | |
| All the nights we' ll see them through | |
| Ahh no hundred men now would dare cut into us | |
| We' ll go on and see it through | |
| Belle une rose qui a joue son role | |
| Mon miroir, mon clef d' or, mon cheval et mon gant | |
| Sont les cinq secrets de ma puissance | |
| Je voulais livrer, il vous suffira de mettre ce gant | |
| A votre main droite, il vous transportera o vous desirez l' etre | |
| When the night has come in | |
| Your eyes are running wild | |
| Then I hear you humming over | |
| All night long | |
| Yeah the sign, I see it | |
| Yeah the times, I see it | |
| All I need to know from you | |
| Is all I see | |
| Can you feel the light? The air is wild open | |
| Oh you see the light, it' s coming through | |
| It' s there in the distance always offered to me | |
| Always coming over a hill | |
| Yeah the seasons come in, all the nights are woven | |
| All the nights we' ll see them through | |
| Ahh, no hundred men now would dare cut into us | |
| We' ll go on and see it through | |
| Can you feel the light? The air is wild open | |
| Oh you see the light, it' s coming through | |
| It' s there in the distance always offered to me | |
| Always coming over a hill |