Текст песни: Sunday Morning Bird + перевод

Little Sunday morning bird yelling at me to wake up

Screaming at the top of its blue lungs, at the top of its blue lungs

Northern New Mexico feeling like the driest of dry land

Keeps that Rio grand

I’ve been wondering, wondering, waiting for you

Since the day you came through

Fare thee well, every day I do

You’re that stretch of spaceship houses on the mesa past the bridge

So far off the grid

You’re a score of a score inside of some great opera years gone by

You are given to goodbyes

I’ve been wondering, wondering, waiting for you

Since the day you came through

Fare thee well, every day I do

Now and now and now I’m losing

Always chasing, always choosing you

In the car the car because you always go back to what you know

Feel that tailwind blow

Thursday Sunday morning thinking nothing’s gonna get me to give up

Baby no such luck

I’ve been wondering, wondering, waiting for you

Since the day you came through

Fare thee well, every day I do

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