Текст песни Sunday Morning (Up and Down My Street) (Gretchen Peters) с переводом

There’s a dog a’barking

There’s no sunday parking

No standing nine to noon

And the air is breezy

And the day breaks easy

And the traffic hums a tune

There’s a sunday paper

And a sleepy neighbor

And a cat curled at your feet

There’s a breakfast frying

And a baby crying

And your smile is all I need

And we’re talking

(and I love to hear you)

And we’re laughing

(and I love to see you)

And we’re taking time and making love so sweet

And the birds sing

(I can hear them singing)

And the bells ring

(I can hear them ringing)

And it’s Sunday morning up and down my street

Where the sidewalk’s broken

There’s a cafe open

People spilling out the door

And you’re softly hummin'

And the day is comin'

When we won’t be sad no more

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