Текст песни John Denver: Postcards from Paris

Postcards from Paris


Dear friend of mine, the weather's fine
Today I saw some ruins of the Roman world's decline
And I climbed all those Spanish steps,
you've heard of them no doubt
But Rome has lost its glory,
I don't know what it's about

I wish you were here -
when the shadows fall and all the rushing traffic's still
I wish you were here -
when the bells are ringing on the seven hills
I make my way to a small cafe,
I wonder what you did today
Wish you were here

Dear one at home, I just flew in from Rome
Paris is a postcard all decked out in colour chrome
And so I climbed the Eiffel Tower
and prayed at Notre Dame
But I just can't find the romance,
and I wonder why I came

I wish you were here -
on the Champs Elys???s lovers walking hand in hand
I wish you were here -
they take one look at me and seem to understand
This city of light is a lovely site,
the first bright star I see tonight
Wish you were here

Now I write this from the plane,
drinking cheap champagne,
and wondering why two people got so far apart

I wish you were here -
here in London where the rain is pouring down
I wish you were here -
on this airplane headed back to New York Town
I'll never leave you alone again,
I'm coming home but until then,
wish you were here, I wish you were here

Wish you were here







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