Текст песни October in July (Mary Crowell) с переводом

She said

«Autumn is a scent; it’s carried on the breeze

I smell October in the rotting leaves —

July in Alabama falling yellow from the trees

Catch on the thready webs the orb spider weaves

If you haven’t done your weeding the grass has gotten thick

Bermuda’s never yielded to the sharpest pick

Tomatoes getting red now, sagging on the vine

Noon will last forever in the dread sunshine…»

She said

«Autumn is the dark; I see it in the shade

I see October in the shadows on the clay

July in Alabama, all our colors start to fade

Bleaching in the burning sun’s white-out day

If you haven’t picked the melons, haven’t looked at all

By now they’ve over-ripened; the asparagus is tall

Bugs are growing big now, hiding in the vine

Noon will last forever in the dread sunshine…»

I said

«The hummingbird is still here flying,»

And I heard from her a-no denying

«I think the summer here is dying

Though it seems to want to stay awhile,»

And I swear I think I saw her smile

She said

«Autumn is a laughter. It’s flying on the wind

I hear October, though his chuckle’s kind of thin

July in Alabama fights for summer 'til the end;

Seasons' wheel is creakin' round to fall yet again

If you haven’t thinned the peaches, there are branches on the ground

The grapes are getting ripe now by the bushel and the pound

If you listen you can hear them sweeten on the vine

Noon will last forever in the dread sunshine…»

I told her

«Everything is gonna rot

Enjoy the blessings you have got

Life burns quickly; life burns hot

And summer goes away too soon…

Then autumn sings a darker tune…»

She said

«Autumn is the cool raising goosebumps on my arm

I feel October though the evening’s still too warm

July in Alabama, corn’s an ocean on the farm

Gilding days in August with a Midas charm

If you haven’t cut the blossoms, your basil’s gone to seed

It’s time to pick blackberries ‘til your fingers bleed

Better water all your veggies or they’ll shrivel on the vine

Noon will last forever in the dread sunshine…»

She said

«Autumn is a scent. It’s carried on the breeze

I smell October in the rotting leaves…»

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