eddi reader sings "kiteflyer's hill"
This is about a place in London called Kiteflyer's Hill where I used to go and spend hours going "When is he coming back? When is he coming back?" So this is another one dedicated to that guy ... who I've got over. But this is "Kiteflyer's Hill." It's a beautiful song written by a guy called Martin Evan, actually, for me.
Boo Hewerdine, Thomas Dolby, thank you very much for inviting me. It's been a blessing singing for you. Thank you very much.
Do you remember when we used to go
up to Kiteflyer's Hill?
Those summer nights, so still
with all of the city beneath us
and all of our lives ahead
before cruel and foolish words
were cruelly and foolishly said
Some nights I think of you
and then I go up
on Kiteflyer's Hill
wrapped up against the winter chill
And somewhere in the city beneath me
you lie asleep in your bed
and I wonder if ever just briefly
do I creep in your dreams now and then
Where are you now?
My wild summer love
Where are you now?
Have the years been kind?
And do you think of me sometimes
up on Kiteflyer's Hill?
Oh, I pray you one day will
We won't say a word
We won't need them
Sometimes silence is best
We'll just stand in the still of the evening
and whisper farewell to loneliness
Where are you now?
My wild summer love
Where are you now?
Do you think of me sometimes?
And do you ever make that climb?
Where are you now?
My wild summer love
Where are you now?
Have the years been kind?
And do you ever make that climb
up on Kiteflyer's Hill? Kiteflyer's ...
[French]
Where are you? Where are you now?
Where are you now?
Kiteflyer's ...
(Applause)
Gracias. Thank you very much.