went home I was left by the roadside all alone I turned to speak as they went by But this was the time of no reply The time of no reply is calling me
went home I was left by the roadside all alone I turned to speak as they went by But this was the time of no reply. The time of no reply is calling
Превод: Ник Дрейк. Времето на липса на отговор.
: Well there was a man who lived in a shed Spent most of his days out of his head For his shed was rotten let in the rain Said it was enough to drive
: Who has dressed you in strange clothes of sand Who has taken you far from my land Who has said that my sayings were wrong And who will say that I stayed
: I was born to love no one No one to love me Only the wind in the long green grass The frost in a broken tree. I was made to love magic All its wonder
: Who can know The thoughts of Mary Jane Why she flies Or goes out in the rain Where she's been And who she's seen In her journey to the stars. Who
: Well I wake up in the morning Look at my clock It's way past noon time Now I'm late for work. Tell me, tell me What have I done wrong? Ain't nothing
: Mayfair strange in the morning light, Mayfair strange in the summer night, Mayfair strangest in the afternoon. Mayfair stretching far above, full of
: And now you know my name But I don't feel the same But I ain't gonna blame The rider on the wheel. You know my song is new You know it's new for you
Why she was late may trouble you some Still you wait for Joey to come. Joey will come when once more it looks like snow Joey will come when it's really time
: Why leave me hanging on a star When you deem me so high When you deem me so high When you deem me so high. And why leave me sailing in a sea When
second grace Please give me a second face I've fallen far down The first time around Now I just sit on the ground in your way Now if it's time to recompense
: A black eyed dog he called at my door The black eyed dog he called for more A black eyed dog he knew my name A black eyed dog he knew my name A black
: Deep down in the depths of forgotten dreams So far away so long ago it seems The memory comes of a distant beach Pale sand stretching far from reach
