И действительно, новый год. Не каждый раз так получается, уж точно.
Англия, хоть и нелегко далась, но так я благодарна: столько думать и чувствовать получилось, не каждое место может обеспечить такой фон и атмосферу.
Иллюстрирую душевное состояние:
(Bakewell, England)
Сердечное:
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(как говорит мой папа, "всё, что в Англии после Битлз, - все равно Битлз").
Текст, всем поклонникам брит-попа.
Down town breaks the morning sun
The day’s begun - you’re on your way now
Don’t give a stupid thought
The answer that it don’t deserve now
Don’t hang your hat on words
That are absurd but so beguiling
What you need’s not far away
It’s on your face so keep on smiling
It’s just a little bit of love you need
Just a little bit more
But you’re so hard to please
Shut behind your door
But hey! I’m not stupid
I’m just in love
Night lights call the moths to flight
To play and fight the day is breaking
Out on the choking roads
The busy droves are money making
Don’t make a cross to bear
The weight of which needs too much timing
What you need is in your hands
It’s on your face so keep trying
It’s just a little bit of love you need
Just a little bit more
But you’re so hard to please
Shut behind your door
But hey! I’m not stupid
I’m just in love
And all of the time
Your face looks fine
But I know you’re not
You hide away
Your own mistakes
But you know they’re not
And they shout out loud
It’s just a little bit of love you need
Just a little bit more
But you’re so hard to please
Shut behind your door
But hey! I’m not stupid
I’m just in love
А вы? Вы-то как?