Перевод: Сплин "Романс" (2004)
The lamp’s about to die
The calendars do lie
So if you really wished to tell me something I must hear
Then now it’s time
The sounds leak through the ropes
Yet silence not benign
When at the wedding feast the drunken husband drops
A glass of wine
The black walls smear and glow
The bullet can’t say no
So quiet that I can feel the metro carriages flow
Deep down below
The soldiers walk in line
The end of verse is blind
And after all those years the buzzing phone wires are still intertwined
And sometime wind will blow
To shut and slam the door
“Hello”
Now we find happiness tonight and evermore
“Hello”
Now we find happiness tonight and evermore
Romance
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