Текст песни: Childhood Home + перевод

In an old fibro house

On an almost quiet street

We learnt how to bowl and bat

And we learned to find our feet

I wonder if they dug up our pets

When they cut into the ground

And if you can’t still call on the neighbours

Or do fences surround?

I am sure my oldest friend (Ah ah-ah, ah, ah-ah ah)

Still lives around the bend (Ooh ooh-ooh, ooh, ooh)

I wish I’d kept in touch (Ah ah-ah, ah, ah-ah ah)

I still remember her phone number

And the boy across the road

Who called me a fruitcake when he saw

Me dance to Britney Spears in the mirror

I’d never given anyone the finger before

Oh, I wish I’d known

The chance to show you my childhood home

One sunny summer day (In the afternoon)

My mother cloaked our house (On that quiet street)

In bright purple paint (Ah ah-ah, ah, ah-ah ah)

And dad didn’t notice for a week

Out the back, where the snowdrops grew

And the grass got high as your knees

Children, face the threat of dinner on the back step

If you forgot your Qs and Ps

Oh, I wish I’d known

The chance to show you my childhood home

Ooh ooh ooh-ooh, ooh ooh, ooh

Ooh ooh, ooh…

Maybe in my twilight years, I’ll come

Make a home here when the battle’s won

Only hope I have found someone by then…

In an old fibro house

On an almost quiet street…

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