Everyone's dressed in their masquerade clothes Tryin' to look just that little bid bold Looking for someone, they need someone I like to come down here
Watching the slow boats in the late afternoon Out on the edge of the wharf Madelaine sighs as life passes by And we know we don't need to talk I've never
Janie, see how good the sky looks today I'll bet they're having fun up in Byron Bay All our friends, oh, I'm feeling just a little bit blue I can tell
Girls on the avenue, they're trying to get you in Strolling by with their rosebud smiles They're all dressed up to kill, lean on the windowsill Looking
I was turned out of Cafe Cologne As the sun came up the cock was crowing And the ground kept swaying underneath my feet All the drifters are Americans
I'm estranged by circumstances Beyond my control Spent my life oh so futile Upon my father's road Overheard him talk to strangers He needs someone to
Seabird flying down so low It makes me restless watching you I'm chained down here to mundane goals As you soar and glide over that blue horizon Sitting
Down river from my memories, of all those summer years You come riding by on horseback crowned with tears I've watched you from the shadows, behind this
Wasting away in the zero zone I fell for you but I should have known You pass through these phases like waves on the sea Ships break like porcelain, sailors
ترجمه: اریک کلاپتون. کوچک مختلط ریچارد.
ترجمه: ریچارد کلاپتون. برج جدی رقصنده.
A grands coups de mises en echecs Chaque soir, c'est le grand soir On a merite la victoire La coupe est pleine, on va la boire On est tous des Maurice Richard
