No one waits for her inside the house She spots a stranger in the mirror And the record spins her nearer To the outcome of her day You live inside the city You forget how tall the trees can get A bird sits on A branch across From my eighth floor window
And you can't really say That it's an eighth floor branch 'Cause trees don't have floors And buildings do
На восьмой этаж На восьмой этаж Все высоко Все надо мной
Вот идет домой Карман пустой Хоть милостыню просите Три рубля на водку и буханку белого хлеба
А теперь, наверное, все дороже И дорожки те забыты А над ними паруса
Первый этаж Я маленькая Все высоко Все надо мной
На восьмой этаж Америка Я высоко Все подо мной Я высоко...
I came in from the rain which Wasn't really rain It was just January snow in denial And something must have gotten lost In the translation Russian to English And winter wasn't wintery today
She comes into the house And no one waits for her inside the house She spots a stranger in the mirror And the record spins her nearer To the outcome of her day You live inside the city You forget how tall the trees can get A bird sits on a branch of my eighth floor window A bird sits on a branch of my eighth floor window A bird sits on a branch of my eighth floor window