Текст песни Who Stole the Ivy (Chet Nichols) с переводом

Shaking heads and shaking hands

Seem to describe your kind

Why have you come here

Is it just to toy with my finds

The sounds they are so fine

The sounds are so flowing

It’s July here, my dear

And somehow it’s begun snowing

And I can see down the street both ways

From where I sit

And neither way do I see anything coming

That’ll tell me

Who stole the ivy

Who stole the valley

Who stole the timothy and clover

That used to grow all over

Eyes closed and laid back

Let it happen to you

With open heart and hands

Yours do not shake or stammer

But I can’t truly say

That I can see her

Coming back to you

But you can be well assured

I’d inform you if her train arrived

The separation is cut and clear

What has been said could have been left unsaid

But you felt it was your duty to speak up

Repeat Eyes alone engulfed in our own mainstream

I’m looking deeper than I’ve ever looked

And to see the basis is all very well and good

Its good (just) to know that us laying here

Is not a challenge to your womanhood

Rocking and tapping and looking up for a sign

But the streets are full of them

One for this and one for that

Will they tell me…

Перевод песни Who Stole the Ivy