Текст песни Springfield, Or Bobby Got A Shadfly Caught In His Hair (Sufjan Stevens) с переводом

I don’t care to say what

I failed to recognize

Every single day from the poker to the prize

Running out of Springfield

I worked for the Capitol Air, in the bags

Found a woman there who said

She had a mind to make

Me a messenger man

If my father took his life

For the national plan, I don’t care

I’m not about to stick my grave with an

Apron and a bucket of plans, never ever

I can take the pillow cases

Off the yellow pillows

Make a property line from the bed

In the living room, the living room

The morning papers made the most

Out of nothing at all

So we took the room

With a view of the runaway

I took off my clothes

And she took it for a holiday

I was taken for all the things

That I never had before

Running out of Springfield

She left me with a note saying:

«Bobby, don’t look back»

And if my wife took a bicycle ride

With a knife in her hand

I saw it coming

All the shadflies run at once

With a trumpet or a train

Oh, I’m running from it

Wait a minute, wait a minute

Give a minute, lady

I can explain the aftershave

Wait a minute, wait a minute

Give a minute

Bobby got a shadfly

Caught in his hair

(Yes, he does)

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