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Half An Hour (Live) - Zuzana Smatanova
作词:Zuzana Smatanova
作曲:Zuzana Smatanova
It's after eight and Mrs Pearson is lying in her bed
She thought about her life
She's tired of the work and she is sad
No she hasn't any bruises on her body in this time
She's under cower with the tears and waiting that all will be fine
Where's the rose and where's the opened red wine
Let's play like normal married people just for a while
Where's the ticket to theatre
And where's the kiss for good night
Where's the simple sign of favour and reason for life
Can you have some reasonable chat for half an hour
Without bruises screem and slaps and love each other
I'm sure you'll find your sanity
Not more just half an hour remember your life
Before you became sour
Not more just half an hour
Adjoining room is empty but it's place for husband
Of hers there's only smoke of cigars
Dirty clothes an glass of water
The common photo in the wooden frame is already
Broken the only move from wall to wall is Mrs Pearson
She is walking
I know that's not time for gifts
And dice were already thrown wedding ring is hangs on lace
He left her alone
Did he forget about her and did he find another
Sometimes when he comes at home but not like a father
Can you have some reasonable chat for half an hour
Without bruises screem and slaps and love each other
I'm sure you'll find your sanity
Not more just half an hour remember your life
Before you became sour
Not more just half an hour
Where's the rose and where's the opened red wine
Let's play like normal married people just for a while
Where's the ticket to theatre
And where's the kiss for good night
Where's the simple sign of favour and reason for life
Can you have some reasonable chat for half an hour
Without bruises screem and slaps and love each other
I'm sure you'll find your sanity
Not more just half an hour remember your life
Before you became sour
Can you have some reasonable chat for half an hour
Without bruises screem and slaps and love each other
I'm sure you'll find your sanity
Not more just half an hour remember your life
Before you became sour
Not more just half an hour
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