Текст песни Christmas On Ward #7 (Chris Flew) с переводом

Someone change the picture

Collapsed below a tree

The shadow of a person I used to want to be

Calling out for somebody, but I can’t even speak

The irony of drunkenness

And I think it’s time for leaving

The club is where we’ll win

Holding hands together

I think we’ll still get in

And we’ll dance to songs we know

But dancing’s growing old

The epitome of loneliness

And I didn’t see the Christmas lights

As I flipped upside my head

Losing ground in battles I fight only with myself

I’m holding onto next year

And praying that it comes real soon

In the three months since you left here

I’ve been a total mess

Walking round in circles

Trying to regress to a time when I was happier

A time I was with you

But there’s no windows in this room

And I’m screaming at these walls

While trying to tear them down

This suits too tight, I cannot breathe

I’m frozen in a frown

But someone should be visiting at 4 o’clock or so

I hope they bring a present

And I didn’t see the Christmas lights

I started seeing red

Fighting losing battles with the voices in my head

I’m holding onto next year

And praying that it comes real soon

I’m holding onto next year

And praying that it comes real soon

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