Текст песни: Wretched Wilbur + перевод

The summer was the reason

Why it took so long to see

That even if I do possess

Some seeds of honesty

There is no garden

So how come I have no land?

I shall be waiting here awhile

To see what comes to hand

Misers mise and compromise;

I know what I have seen

The wanderers are in the east;

That’s where I should have been

But I did not go there;

I couldn’t find the way

I do believe I made a try

But I really couldn’t say

Oh, that wretched Wilbur

He keeps ploughing up the land

He fights the battle thoughtfully

With roses in his hands

But where is the fight now?

So play us your merry song

The autumn, it has blown away

And the winter, it is long

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