Текст песни Beatles - The Fool on The Hill
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Day after day alone on the hill,The man with the foolish grin is keeping perfectly still,But nobody wants to know him,They can see that hes just a fool,And he never gives an answer,But the fool on the hillSees the sun going down,And the eyes in his head,See the world spinning around.Well on his way his head in a cloud,The man of a thousand voices talking percetly loudBut nobody ever hears him,Or the sound he appears to make,And he never seems to notice,But the fool on the hill . . .Nobody seems to like himThey can tell what he wants to do.And he never shows his feelings,But the fool on the hill . . .