----1--- My soul has fallen from the tree, Has hit and taken offence. And that with leaves together - So it the same for me. My animal has run away Has run away till autumn, I woun't see him for long time. I think he has a good time with the Spanish girls In the cheap casino with the Spanish girls In the dirty motel
Припев: And I read the sonnets of Shakespeare, I sit on window sill, I talk to well-known smile Of Dear Cheshire's cat. Will not think up - more worthlessly Was sponger - now my lover He is - continuous mysticism From nose and up to tail.
---2--- I fall into the music From Mozart and from autumn. And animal who has returned I'm not in a hurry to stroke. My soul has fallen from the tree, Has fallen? Or have dumped? And when she will recovered I shall ask her about. I shall ask her about.