bench like bookends A newspaper blown through the grass Falls on the round toes of the high shoes Of the old friends Old friends Winter companions, the old
"Let us be lovers we'll marry our fortunes together" "I've got some real estate here in my bag" So we bought a pack of cigarettes and Mrs. Wagner pies
I am a citizen of the planet I was born here I'm going to die here Come what may I am entitled by my birth To the treasures of the earth No one must be
Someone told me It's all happening at the zoo I do believe it, I do believe it's true Well, it's a light and tumble journey From the East side to the
In my little town I grew up believing God keeps His eye on us all And He used to lean upon me As I pledged allegiance to the wall Lord, I recall my little
bench like bookends A newspaper blown through the grass Falls on the round toes Of the high shoes of the old friends Old friends, winter companions, the old
Chorus: Slip sliding away, slip sliding away You know the nearer your destination, the more you slip sliding away Whoah and I know a man, he came from
carry your cup in your hand And look around Leaves are brown now And the sky is a hazy shade of winter Oh hang on to your hopes, my friend That's an
Hey, schoolgirl in the second row The teacher's lookin' over So I got to whisper way down low To say, "Who bop a loo chi bop, let's meet after school
bright and bon vivant So far away from home, so far away from home I don?t know a soul who?s not been battered Don?t have a friend who feels at ease
One, two, three Slow down, you move too fast You got to make the morning last Just kicking down the cobble stones Looking for fun and feelin' groovy
Like bookends A newspaper blown through the grass Falls on the round toes Of the high shoes Of the old friends Old friends Winter companions The old
Перевод: Simon And Garfunkel. Старые друзья.
