Текст песни: About Travelling + перевод

All the sticks and the stones I brought back home

My worn out shoes my dirty clothes ain’t real

The shiny face on the former page

Easy to look at easily breaks when you page down

Nothing has changed, nothing has changed

I’m just a bit more down to earth

My travels are copies of black and white

I hang them up and I draw a line

From here to where I’ve been

The map is spoiled by the lines I draw

They move up and down and all over

And my eyes are stuck in a black plot

Nothing has changed, nothing has changed

I’m just a bit more down to earth

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