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Ïîíåäåëüíèê, 08 Ìàðòà 2010 ã. 16:32 + â öèòàòíèê
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VAR I
Midnight, not a sound from the pavement.
Has the moon lost her memory?
She is smiling alone.

In the lamp light the withered leaves collect at my feet
And the wind begins to moan
Mem'ry all alone in the moonlight
I can smile at the old days
I was beautiful then
I remember the time I knew what happiness was
Let the mem'ry live again

Ev'ry street lamp seems to beat
A fatalistic warning
Someone mutters and a street lamp gutters
And soon it will be morning
Daylight I must wait for the sunrise
I must think of a new life
And I musn't give in
When the dawn comes tonight will be a memory too
And a new day will begin

Burnt out ends of smoky days
The stale cold smell of morning
The street lamp dies another night is over
Another day is dawning
Touch me

It's so easy to leave me
All alone with the memory
Of my days in the sun
If you touch me you'll understand what happiness is
Look a new day has begun



VARII

Daylight, see the dew on the sunflower
And a rose that is fading
Roses wither away
Like the sunflower I yearn to turn my face to the dawn
I am waiting for the day

Now Old Deuteronomy, just before dawn
Through a silence you feel you could cut with a knife
Announces the cat who can now be reborn
And come back to a different jellicle life

Memory, turn your face to the moonlight
Let your memory lead you
Open up, enter in
If you find there the meaning of what happiness is
Then a new life will begin

Memory, all alone in the moonlight
I can smile at the old days
I was beautiful then
I remember the time I knew what happiness was
Let the memory live again

Burnt out ends of smokey days
The stale cold smell of morning
The streetlamp dies, another night is over
Another day is dawning

Daylight, I must wait for the sunrise
I must think of a new life
And I mustn't give in
When the dawn comes tonight will be a memory too
And a new day will begin

Sunlight, through the trees in the summer
Endless masquerading
Like a flower as the dawn is breaking
The memory is fading

Touch me, it's so easy to leave me
All alone with the memory
Of my days in the sun
If you touch me you'll understand what happiness is
Look, a new day has begun

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