Prāta Vētra - Sunday Morning | Текст песни

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• Sunday Morning

let's pretend it's a sunday morning
we'll go out, feeding pigeons
i'll take you on hands till the bridge
though i can tell
you won't listen to my words, to my words
i'm saying
all the ships are stuck in a harbour
as the river is full of flowers, my love

let's go out, let's go out, it's sunday
all the cinemas open till midnight
oh, this life seems such a funny game
while the water turns into wine
priests will bless and promise us heaven
i can tell
you don't listen to my words, to my words
i'm saying

what a day, what a day is invented
sorry, days like these can't be rented
what a chance, what a chance is given
and i would be a fool
if i didn't try

oh, it's all right, it's all right it's sunday
we'll go out taking pictures
we can put them in frames to remember
of how life seems such a funny game
still the water turns into wine
i can tell
you won't listen to my words, to my words
i'm saying

all the time there's a world between us
all the time between love and venus

what a day, what a day is invented
wish a day like this could be rented

what a day, what a day is invented
sorry, days like these can't be rented
what a chance, what a chance is given
and i would be a fool
if i didn't try

let's pretend it's a sunday morning