Текст песни Paul Simon - The Boy in The Bubble
Paul Simon - The Boy in The Bubble слова песни
It was a slow dayAnd the sun was beatingOn the soldiers by the side of the roadThere was a bright lightA shattering of shop windowsThe bomb in the baby carriageWas wired to the radioThese are the days of miracle and wonderThis is the long distance callThe way the camera follows us in slo-moThe way we look to us allThe way we look to a distant constellationThats dying in a corner of the skyThese are the days of miracle and wonderAnd dont cry baby, dont cryDont cryIt was a dry windAnd it swept across the desertAnd it curled into the circle of birthAnd the dead sandFalling on the childrenThe mothers and the fathersAnd the automatic earthThese are the days of miracle and wonderThis is the long distance callThe way the camera follows us in slo-moThe way we look to us allThe way we look to a distant constellationThats dying in a corner of the skyThese are the days of miracle and wonderAnd dont cry baby, dont cryDont cryIts a turn-around jump shotIts everybody jump startIts every generation throws a hero up the pop chartsMedicine is magical and magical is artThe boy in the bubbleAnd the baby with the baboon heartAnd I believeThese are the days of lasers in the jungleLasers in the jungle somewhereStaccato signals of constant informationA loose affiliation of millionairesAnd billionaires and babyThese are the days of miracle and wonderThis is the long distance callThe way the camera follows us in slo-moThe way we look to us allThe way we look to a distant constellationThats dying in a corner of the skyThese are the days of miracle and wonderAnd dont cry baby, dont cryDont cry