Lucky Man
Greg Lake 1970

He had white horses
And ladies by the score
All dressed in satin
And waiting by the door

Oooh, what a lucky man he was
Oooh, what a lucky man he was

White lace and feathers
They made up his bed
A gold covered mattress
On which he was laid

Oooh, what a lucky man he was
Oooh, what a lucky man he was

He went to fight wars
For his country and his king
Of his honor and his glory
The people would sing

Oooh, what a lucky man he was
Oooh, what a lucky man he was

A bullet had found him
His blood ran as he cried
No money could save him
So he laid down and he died

Oooh, what a lucky man he was
Oooh, what a lucky man he was

Uomo fortunato

Lui aveva cavalli bianchi
E donne a volontà
Vestite di raso
Ad aspettarlo sulla porta

Oh, che uomo fortunato era
Oh, che uomo fortunato era

Merletti bianchi e piume
Gli adornavano il letto
Un materasso coperto d'oro
Su cui si distendeva

Oh, che uomo fortunato era
Oh, che uomo fortunato erra

Andò a combattere guerre
Per il suo Paese ed il suo re
Per il suo onore e la sua gloria
La gente voleva cantare

Oh, che uomo fortunato era
Oh, che uomo fortunato era

Un proiettile lo trovò
Il suo sangue scorse e lui pianse
Non c'erano soldi che potessero salvarlo
Così si distese e morì

Oh, che uomo fortunato era
Oh, che uomo fortunato era