While you were out...
the message says
You left a number
and I tried to call
But they wrote it down
in a perfect Spanish scrawl
in a perfect Spanish scrawl
Yet again
I'm missing you
King size bed
(in a) hotel someplace
I hear your name
I see your face
I see your face
(The) back street dolls
and the side door johnnies
The wide eyed boys with their bags full of money
Back in the alley
going bang to the wall
Tied to the tail
of a midnight crawl
Heaven wouldn't be
so high I know
if the times gone by
hadn't been so low
The best laid plans
come apart at the seams
and shatter all my dreams
Sometimes I feel like...
Screaming
close my eyes
It's times like this
my head goes down
and the only thing I know
is the name of this town
is the name of this town
Yet again
I'm missing you
won't be long
O' coming home
Until that distant time
I'll be moving on
I'll be moving on
* * *
Ну и перевод (переводил не я):
Иногда я хочу закричать
Пока тебя не было...
В сообщении говорится,
Что ты оставила номер.
Я пытался дозвониться,
Записка была написана
Каракулями на отличном испанском,
Каракулями на отличном испанском...
Опять и опять
Я скучаю по тебе.
Огромная кровать
В какой-то гостинице.
Я слышу твое имя,
Я вижу твое лицо,
Я вижу твое лицо...
Куколки с задворок
И жители окрестных домов,
Богачи с широко открытыми глазами.
Возвращаюсь в переулок,
Прижимаясь к стене,
Бреду в хвосте
Полуночной толпы.
Небеса не казались бы
Такими высокими,
Если бы прошедшие времена
Не были такими тяжёлыми....
Лучшие планы
Разошлись по швам
И разрушили все мои мечты...
Иногда я хочу...
Закричать,
Закрываю глаза....
В такие времена
Я опускаю голову,
И все, что я знаю, -
Это название этого города,
Это название этого города...
Опять и опять
Я скучаю по тебе.
Я не задержусь долго,
Я иду домой.
А до тех пор
Я буду идти дальше,
Я буду двигаться дальше...
While you were out ...
the message says
You left a number
and I tried to call
But they wrote it down
in a perfect Spanish scrawl
in a perfect Spanish scrawl
Yet again
I'm missing you
King size bed
(in a) hotel someplace
I hear your name
I see your face
I see your face
(The) back street dolls
and the side door johnnies
The wide eyed boys with their bags full of money
Back in the alley
going bang to the wall
Tied to the tail
of a midnight crawl
Heaven would not be
so high I know
if the times gone by
had not been so low
The best laid plans
come apart at the seams
and shatter all my dreams
Sometimes I feel like ...
Screaming
close my eyes
It's times like this
my head goes down
and the only thing I know
is the name of this town
is the name of this town
Yet again
I'm missing you
will not be long
O 'coming home
Until that distant time
I'll be moving on
I'll be moving on
***
Well, the translation ( not me ) :
Sometimes I want to scream
While you were away ...
According to the report ,
You left the room.
I tried to call ,
The note was written
Scribbles on a great Spanish,
Scribbles on a great Spanish ...
Again and again
I miss you .
huge bed
At some hotel .
I hear your name,
I see your face ,
I see your face ...
Pupae from the backwoods
And the inhabitants of the surrounding houses,
Rich with eyes wide open .
Back in the alley ,
Against the wall ,
Delirium in the tail
Midnight crowd.
Heaven did not seem to
These high
If past events
Were not so heavy ....
best-laid plans
Parted at the seams
And they broke all my dreams ...
Sometimes I wish ...
scream
I close my eyes ....
At such times,
I lower my head ,
And all that I know -
This is the name of this city,
This is the name of this city ...
Again and again
I miss you .
I will not stay long,
I'm going home .
Until then,
I will go further,
I'll move on ...
