Текст песни Plastic Paperbacks (Hugh Cornwell) с переводом

Once I had money but now I’m far from home

Once I was loved by a woman but now there’s nothing but cold stone

I was hard, man but what was there to understand?

Along that wind, were you searching for the start of sin?

Journeys taken in search of that terrible eye

Turned over horizons under which no sun wants to lie

But that trust which comes into the thick of it

I got through that with a stack of plastic paperbacks

But to love you, oh to love you

One by one I pressed those letters in your hand

Like a Gutenberg Bible burning at midnight on the sand

You’ve been up, held where innocence has never dwelled

But that’s all right, there’s a Bible burning giving light

But to love you, oh to love you

We’ve got all night, to stare into the anthracite

The cold black flame: we’ve been burning plastic paperbacks again

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