Are you coming over for Christmas? Leave your friends, I don't think they'll miss you much It's not that you aren't pretty or funny It's just that they've got plenty more money
В Рождество пойдем ко мне в гости? Не бойся, друзья без тебя не заплачут. Нет, ты мила и очень забавна, Просто денег у них больше явно.
I'm going to paint the town on my days off Cold slate roofs that glisten in starlight Me and you singing a carol On the tough side of town For the poor folk in the old mission house
Хочу я раскрасить весь город в субботу, Серые крыши блестят в лунном свете. Мы с тобой выйдем в трущобы, Пропоем там псалом Бедным людям в старенькой церкви.
If it feels like we are floating in time Give yourself up to the desert and the night Eastern caravans are following lights Strangeness reigns There's love in heaven tonight
I'll be over sometime this Christmas If you behave yourself and don't drink too much I'll come and feed the fire in your kitchen See your tree and the view of the city all covered in snow
Leave the boy behind, you won't miss him Take a break from your phony kissin' There's no mistletoe in my kitchen Just a tree and a view of the city covered in snow
If it feels like we are floating in air Then the hour's passed, it must be Christmas day People shake your hand and wish you the best Troubles leave, you wonder why you were sad I'm glad you came, it must be Christmas day