Текст песни: B's Jig + перевод

If you ever find yourself a wondering, then please my love show up

You have my word your name is on every guest-list

From this year to the next

I dare you to surprise me in some Canadian tavern or Parisian hole

Or wherever you now find yourself

I shall not single you out until afterwards

When we can drink and reminisce

Don’t be dismayed by the lines on my face and my aged appearance

The same soft hearted crickle-crackle still drives me forwards

You were the first child, you were it all child

You were the first child, you were it all child

And we can talk again of stories of your father

Drugged up at breakfast and embarassed hotel staff

And we escape to the corner of the bar

Safely under the cover of dark

Hearing the old men singing their songs

Dressed in blue felt

Fearful they’ll ask us for a tune, but they didn’t even see us

Stuck as they were in their circle of songs

They beg the owner for his fiddle tune and he begs them all to be quiet

Before taking the floor

The piano part taken by shuffled feet and hand claps and whores of joy

And you and I and shuffled feet and hand claps and you and I

You were the first child, you were it all child

You were the first child, you were it all child

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