London

Cafes and clothes Whirlwind of smells And no one knows How English spells Chips and books City never sleeps Attractive looks And girlish hips No brush can draw The scene I saw On streets of London And I’ll never forget What the fog said: ‘Continue to walk on’ In people’s rap Welsh wind I feel Go step by step East Notting Hill Some wait for love Some reach to fame Become too rough Yet so the same No brush can draw The scene I saw On streets of London And I’ll never forget What the fog said: ‘Continue to walk on’ Little Chinese girl Gently took my hand Recognized my soul She can understand Showed secret dance How to free myself Just one big chance On the corner shelf No brush can draw The scene I saw On streets of London And I’ll never forget What the fog said: ‘Continue to walk on’
Добавлено:    Изменено: 01.07.2006    302    

Комментарии