Dimitri Tiomkin - The Guns of Navarone lyrics

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Islands of Greece are green and beautiful

Green and beautiful,

Where the olive trees grow

In the field below,

But high on the cliffs the guns are hidden there,

Guns are hidden there,

In a cavern of stone,

Guns of Navarone

There is another isle as beautiful

Where the laurel once bloomed,

Here on this island known as Kheros

Two thousand soldiers are doomed.

Now is the problem how to rescue them

From a crushing defeat

When high on the cliffs

The Guns Of Navarone blocks His Majesty's Fleet

So in the face of odds impossible

Secret saboteurs in a fisherman's skiff

Headed for the cliff.

Six men come to save two thousand men

Two thousand men, the brave and the bold

For whom the bells have tolled.

Six men come to the scale the hills above

Here where the gods are,

Think what the odds are - six men.

Come from the sea with nitro glycerine,

Nitro glycerine and a ladder of rope

And a thing called hope.

Six flies climb the Nazi spider web,

Carefully set the charge and the fuse,

So little time to loose.

Tick-tock, swiftly tick the hands of doom,

Ev'rything reckoned,

Time to the second -

Contact!

Spark and a boom and flames are going up,

Guns are blowing up

Thru the thundering roar

Steam the men of war.

Yas-su, God speed to the gallant men, mission accomplished,

Farewell my friends,

And so the legend ends.

Yas-su, toll the bells of Navarone,

Safe be your journey,

Fair wind attends you. Yas-su. Yas-su.

Now on the island green and beautiful

With the morn again,

Hope is born again.

Free!

We shall be free, live and be free!

Free!

Free!

Thanks to Neil M for correcting these lyrics