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  • Текст песни Deacon Blue - On Love

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    In the early years he spent a lot of time with his grandparents
    They lived one floor up in a tenement in the Hawkhill
    In the mornings they’d go up to see his grandfather in a small hut at the graveyard where he kept watch while nothing moved
    On some days they’d stop above the railway yard and sit and just gaze at the trains
    They’d walk slowly looking at where the railings had been taken down
    And he heard they’d needed to melt them down for iron during the wars
    He wondered why they didn’t just rip them off and use them as spears to throw at each other
    Then he’d watch the old man as he shaved and got ready to go out

    Do I need to talk everything out
    Only two songs away from your house

    Love, never had a reason before
    So what d’you wanna know?
    If it never had a reason before
    What you trying to make sense for?
    What you trying to make sense for?

    Just before the decade changed he took a long rail journey into England
    It was early August and he went with his grandfather to join his family on holiday
    The slow summer train wound its way south over the Tay and Forth valleys
    As they got talking to a traveller about life in other parts
    The traveller told them about playing football in Glasgow and hurting his skin on the ashes and the red blaes
    As the carriage got warmer his head hurt and he stopped talking with his grandfather
    He tried to cheer the boy up and after a while the boy felt bad about ignoring the old man

    Do I need to talk everything out
    I’m only two songs away from your house

    Love, never had a reason before
    So what d’you wanna know?
    If it never had a reason before
    What you trying to make sense for?
    What you trying to make sense for?

    In the early days she was someone who lived nearby
    One day she caught his eye from across the hall as an orchestra was playing
    None of the audience or the musicians could distract him from keeping looking
    And outside in the square he kept trying to find her
    Years later he received a letter from her daughter
    She’d moved with her family to Australia and now they’d their lost their mother
    She remembered a conversation she’d had with her as she lay dying that brought him to mind
    So she wrote telling him about how her life had gone since that day at the concert hall

    I never got to talk everything out
    But I’m only two songs away from your house

    Love, never had a reason before
    So what d’you wanna know?
    If it never had a reason before
    What you trying to make sense for?
    What you trying to make sense for?

    Sometimes all memories seem to get lost.
    It’s like they’re on fire and even trying to get back to them is pointless
    It seems, now, looking back on it there were two kinds of people
    Who you wanted to be and never were, and the good ones you ignored for too long then it was too late
    One day an older boy came up to him and looked him up and down
    Returning to his crowd they all laughed like crows as the older boy ridiculed the kid
    He remembered that day the rest of his life
    For all that time he kept on wanting to join the laughing crowd of crows

    I never got to talk everything out
    But I’m still two songs away from your house

    Love, never had a reason before
    So what d’you wanna know?
    If it never had a reason before
    What you trying to make sense for?
    What you trying to make sense for?

    When he first fell in love he was at a distance
    He’d follow her miles behind on the road but close enough to see how her head moved
    He liked the fact she seemed so content just walking by herself every morning
    In all those days he never once caught up with her
    Later on he told her all this as they sat up and watched the sunrise over The Meadows One day he found out he wasn’t the only one who walked there with her
    It hurt like hell when she left him on one of those slow journeys and somehow her feet just carried on and her head moved that way he’d seen a million times before

    I never got to talk everything out
    But I’m still two songs away from your house

    Love, never had a reason before
    OK, so what d’you wanna know?
    If it never had a reason before

    Love, never had a reason before
    OK, so what d’you wanna know?
    If it never had a reason before
    What you trying to make sense for?
    What you trying to make sense for?
    What you trying to make sense for?
    What you trying to make sense for?

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    Но я все еще в двух песнях от вашего дома

    Любовь, никогда раньше не было причины
    Хорошо, так что ты хочешь знать?
    Если бы у него никогда не было причины раньше

    Любовь, никогда раньше не было причины
    Хорошо, так что ты хочешь знать?
    Если бы у него никогда не было причины раньше
    Что вы пытаетесь иметь смысл?
    Что вы пытаетесь иметь смысл?
    Что вы пытаетесь иметь смысл?
    Что вы пытаетесь иметь смысл?

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