Текст песни: Shirt in the Wind + перевод

Driving cross the prairie, no one in sight for hours

A lonely house appears and I wonder who is living there

Next to the run down tractor there is a homemade clothesline

The sheets and shirts are waving like they’re running from a dust storm

I no longer have an address. My clothes are in a suitcase

I don’t know where I am but being lost seems so familiar

I am the run down tractor. I am the homemade clothesline

The sheets and shirts are waving like they’re dancing at a honky-tonk

Who is the one who lives here? Have I ever been that lonely?

Is that the wind that’s crying or coyotes in the grassland?

Feel like a shirt in the wind, feel like my threads are showing thin

Losing my shape against the sky, I can’t remember why

Feel like a shirt in the wind, feel like my spirit is growing thin

Like a dress that’s flying high, pinned against the sky

I can’t remember why

The city is before me, the lights define the skyline

A job is waiting for me a like a pair of shiny handcuffs

I see the tractor in the mirror. The sheets and shirts are still now

And the shadow of a woman who once could dance the night away

The rain that crossed the prairie evaporates to nowhere

The storm that came is a storm that passed and I made it to the morning

Feel like a shirt in the wind — Feel like my threads are showing thin

Losing my shape against the sky, and I can’t remember why I

Feel like a shirt in the wind, losing my shape against my skin

I am a dress that’s flying high, pinned against the sky

Just the clouds and I

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