Текст песни: Old Wooden Creaking Floor + перевод

I wake up freezing

in the middle of the night

and I find a hole where

she used to fall asleep.

And I try to search

for my glasses in the dark.

I guess I was having a bad dream.

Almost blind,

I crash into a pile of books.

It’s funny, isn’t it?

How memories come and go,

how can we forget

some names, places and dates;

how hard can hurt

the things we’ve lost.

This game is over.

This game is over.

This game is over.

This game is over.

This game is over.

This game is over.

This game is over.

I get out my room

in silence like a thief.

My two flatmates

must have been out.

Still I have deafening my ears

all the bad news that came from the South.

Перевод песни Old Wooden Creaking Floor