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Текст песни Harry Chapin - Story of a Life

Harry Chapin - Story of a Life слова песни




I can see myself it`s a golden sunriseYoung boy open up your eyesIt`s supposed to be your day.Now off you go horizon boundAnd you won`t stop until you`ve foundYour own kind of way.And the wind will whip your tousled hair,The sun, the rain, the sweet despair,Great tales of love and strife.And somewhere on your path to gloryYou will write your story of a life.And all the towns that you walk throughAnd all the people that you talk toSing you their songs.And there are times you change your stride,There are times you can`t decideStill you go on.And then the young girls dance their gypsy tunesAnd share the secrets of the moonSo soon you find a wife.And though she sees your dreams go poorlyStill she joins your story of a life.So you settle down and the children comeAnd you find a place that you come from.Your wandering is done.And all your dreams of open spacesYou find in your children`s facesOne by one.And all the trips you know you missedAnd all the lips you never kissedCut through you like a knife.And now you see stretched out before theeJust another story of a life.So what do you do now?When she looks at you now?You know those same old jokes all the jesters tellYou tell them to her now.And all the same old songs all the minstrels sangYou sing `em to her now.But it don`t matter anyhow`Cause she knows by now.So every chance you take don`t mean a thing.What variations can you bringTo this shopworn melody.And every year goes by like a tollin` bell.It`s battered merchandise you sell.Not well, she can see.And though she`s heard it all a thousand timesCouched in your attempted rhymesShe`ll march to your drum and fife.But the question echoes up before meWhere`s the magic story of a life?Now sometimes words can serve me wellSometimes words can go to hellFor all that they do.And for every dream that took me highThere`s been a dream that`s passed me by.I know it`s so trueAnd I can see it clear out to the endAnd I`ll whisper to her now againBecause she shared my life.For more than all the ghosts of gloryShe makes up the story,She`s the only storyOf my life.

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