Текст песни 1967, I Miss You I'm Lonely (Martha) с переводом

I spent a dirty weekend practicing my French

Rosy cheeked I saw my limitations there in evidence

When I invited Frank and you, back to mine for a mange tout

When I meant ménage à trois

You laughed so hard you cracked your chin against the bar

This statement might sound phoney

But I miss you

And I’m lonely

Distance stretches on and on and on

Oh God how wonderful it is

Crossing bridges in the mist

Øresund across the Tejo

Behind on aggregate away

But Benfica still went through

And we still spent an afternoon

At the Gulbenkian museum

Sharing stories in the shade, oh what a day

This statement might sound phoney

But I miss you

And I’m lonely

Distance stretches on and on and on

Although it gets frustrating

I really don’t mind waiting

Distance stretches on and on and on

I look at you

And I am confident that I’d rather look at you

Than all the portraits in existence in the world

Except possibly O’Hara by Grace Hartigan

Or something else

I’m not a connoisseur

I’m monolingual, and absurd

And I know this statement might sound phoney

But I miss you

And I’m lonely

I miss you

I’m lonely

Distance stretches on and on and on

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