What was it I saw in New York? I?m not the same anymore How will I hide these feelings inside? Call my girl on the phone Neon lights shine bright Taxi
you stare through the rain A choice is facing you but I choose to refrain for today Tomorrow we'll be back in trouble again Dream one, you had a whole lot of fun with
Summer in winter Winter in springtime You heard the birds sing Everything will be fine I spent the summer wasting The time was passed so easily But if
Is it wicked not to care when they say that you?re mistaken Thinking hopes and lots of dreams that aren't there? Is it wicked not to care, when you've
on the world, turn your back to the wall And you walk twenty yards with your head in the air Down the Liberty Hill, where the fashion brigade Look with
He had a stroke at the age of 24 It could have been a brilliant career Painting lines in a school that was too well known Painting lines with a friend
Take Judy, with her bow and arrow, she's a mastermind Too frumpy for the teenage population of her time Car coat, she has a quilted jacket with a hood
with the chaos of trouble 'cause anythings better Than posh isolation I missed the bus you were laid on your back With the boy from the Arab strap, with the boy from the Arab strap
you want me all you have to do Is ask a thousand questions Triplicate and file under Simple things you ask to make a young boy sigh Young boy sigh Young boy sigh A young boy
Seymour Stein, I've been lonely Caught a glimpse of someone's face It were mine and I'd been crying Half a world away, ticket for a plane Record company
your toes, I will frame this moment in time Troubles come and troubles go, the trouble that we used to know Will stay with us till we get old, will stay with
with the chaos of trouble Cause anything's better than posh isolation 1 missed the bus You were laid on your back With the boy from the arab strap With the boy from the arab
with the chaos of trouble Cause anything's better than posh isolation I missed the bus You were laid on your back With the boy from the arab strap With the boy from the arab
Превод: Себастиан Belle. Момчето с арабския каишка.
Превод: Определено Може би Саундтрак. Belle \u0026amp; Sebastian - The Boy с арабския каишка.
: He had a stroke at the age of 24 It could have been a brilliant career Painting lines in a school that was too well known Painting lines with a friend