Текст песни Waiting for My Dog (Clara Plath) с переводом

«At the end of summer…

I have been waiting for my dog».

I wake up this morning

my headache tells me «please do not drink more»

I prefer don’t stop.

The rubbish is empty

the story that you ever have told

I remember your call.

In this mess we’re involved

at the end of summer

I’ve been waiting for my dog.

The thunder is gruesome

my belly is already for love

are you ready or not?

In this mess we’re involved

at the end of summer

I’ve been waiting for my dog.

My headache, my headache, my headache, my headache."

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