Текст песни: Strutting Through the Stars + перевод

The beaches are empty

And the stars are fading out

The petals we picked

Are rising from the ground

I might talk like a clown

But I believe your shoulders would fit right in at the Louvre

Your sighs could be taught at the Sorbonne

I’m strutting through the stars

When your arm’s in my arm

(Verse Two)

The cowboys with their lassoes

Could never get a hold of me and you

The catchers of butterflies

Could never claim a prize of you and I

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