Текст песни: Under the Clocks + перевод

Hey, hey, I see a Melbourne girl on a rusty Malvern Star

Through the spastic Northcote streets at dawn

See the way her hair’s tied back

Her cheeks so red, a grey coat ragged and worn

Picture this, a paper boy

He stands outside a Collingwood hotel

On his back black and white

He hums a tune I’ve learnt to hate so well

But oh oh, won’t you meet me

Under the clocks, we’ll go walking by the river

Through the mud and through the slime

Are you so surprised

That I am here, full of cheer

In this fair city, in the Winter time

Well I’ll tell you what, it’s such a lark

We’ll take a walk down Fawkner Park

And check the health fanatics

See them, they go jogging there

Could buy some chips, a piece of flake

Drive down and eat them by the lake

I know a shop in Chapel Street

Where nothing could compare

But oh oh, won’t you meet me

Under the clocks, we’ll go walking by the river

Through the mud and through the slime

Are you so surprised

That I am here, full of cheer

In this fair city, in the Winter time

We could find a pub where it is warm

Study up our racing form

Hit the TAB, we’ll blow our money there, tell me this —

Is there anywhere you’d rather be

Than with me at the MCG

And if the Saints get done again

By Christ, I couldn’t care

But oh oh, won’t you meet me

Under the clocks, we’ll go walking by the river

Through the mud and through the slime

Are you so surprised

That I am here, full of cheer

In this fair city, in the Winter time

In the Winter time, in the Winter time

In the Winter time, brrr!

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