Текст песни Paul Simon - Sunday Afternoon
Paul Simon - Sunday Afternoon слова песни
EsmeraldaSalvador, the afternoon sunlight is folding around us,The dishes are done,The buildings here, tall as our mountainsSlice through the windows and cut off the sun.On such days I find I am longing for puerto ricoThough I never would return til you are freeBut when I hear the aguinaldo my hearts a little lighterAnd we dance together aurea and meIn my life Ive been unlucky with two husbandsGumersindo liked his rum and women friendsThen that hypocrite who beat you and preached about repentanceHas gone, and so another sunday endsAnd tomorrow is another hard working mondayIm still hoping for the raise they promised meTheres a job as operatorI would not have to wait forIf I could speak the language easilyBut I tell aurea:The barrios boundaries are our own little nationSometimes I hear you run upstairsAnd I view my light with resignationKeep your Bible near youTime is an ocean of endless tears.Mmm. . .