Текст песни Weekend (Betchadupa) с переводом

First light I walk into the kitchen

Dishes from the dinner last night

The silence grips me by the window

Waiting for the time to come

I wanted to hear the sound

By now I m sure you get the picture

Seems like there s some meaning inside

Four hours standing in the same room

Waiting for the time to pass

I wanted to hear the sound of the motorway

She s gonna make it home for the weekend

Thank you for that

And if I m tired when you get there

I ll blame you for that

Cos I ve been waiting such a long time

To hear your footstep

So please get home for the weekend

Thank you for that

I clean up mainly just to kill time

And to make the kitchen look nice

This waiting mixed with all this boredom

Makes me feel like I could die

Waiting to hear the sound of the front door

You better make it home for the weekend

Thank you for that

And if I m tired when you get there

I ll blame you for that

Cos I ve been waiting such a long time

To hear your footstep

So please get home for the weekend

Thank you for that

Oooh, home

Oooh, home

Oooh, home for the weekend

Thank you for that

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