Текст песни Dreams of St. Petersburg (Massy Ferguson) с переводом

Once there was a Sunday son

Just sit and watch the cattails blow

Just another mixed up kid

Couldn’t figure out how the sky was so big

Doesn’t know the answers

But he still asks all the questions

Does day deserve a night?

Doesn’t know the answers

But he still asks all the questions

He doesn’t want to fight

You know there was a Sunday sun

He got expelled, but it ain’t his fault

It’s just a Midwest thing

Just sit and watch the cattails blow

Doesn’t know the answers

But he still asks all the questions

Does day deserve a night?

Doesn’t know the answers

But he still asks all the questions

He doesn’t want to fight

He dreamed of St. Petersburg that night

The snow fell through the lamp post light

Love so much like you do at 17, at 17

Once there was a way to get back home

Somebody once said that, they’re not alone

Just watch the chimney smoke blow

And wander down that road alone

Doesn’t know the answers

But he still asks all the questions

Does day deserve a night?

Doesn’t know the answers

But he still asks all the questions

Does day destroy a night?

Doesn’t know the answers

But he still asks all the questions

He doesn’t know the game

Doesn’t know the answers

But he still asks all the questions

He doesn’t want to fight

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