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Забылся сном, как наяву, среди цветов,
В погожий день на несколько часов.

Как наяву, я грезил о тебе среди цветов,
В погожий день, всего-то несколько часов.

Воображал места, где был с тобой,
Как мы сидели, и шумел прибой.

Daydream, I fell asleep amid the flowers
for a couple of hours on a beautiful day

Daydream, I dreamed of you amid the flowers
for a couple of hours, such a beautiful day!

I dreamed of the places I've been with you
how we sat with the stream flowing by

Dear beloved secretary
Please stop talking about the weather
Try to understand my feelings
All you do is type my letters
Dear beloved secretary, my dream starts at 8 A.M.
But every day is just a day to see her go away at 5 P.M.

That's when my heart cries and all the hope dies

We live in plastic rooms and plastic houses and plastic towns
And even the sky is a plastic ceiling painted blue
The streets with plastic trees are so unreal, they bring you down
And it sounds so plastic when people say "How do you do?"

Fly me to the earth where the grass is green
And birds can be seen, that’s paradise
Fly me to the earth where the flowers grow

Get back in my arms again
Get back where you belong
Get back in my arms again
I’ll show you the way, come what may
Get back in my heart again
Get back where you belong
Get back in my heart again
I’ll show you the way, come what may

A-a-a-a-a
Must be so won-
derful to live
A-a-a-a-a
But it's something
You ought to give
I always thought
My money could make me rich

She’s a little girl, about eighteen
Pretty as a picture, look
She sells tickets on the merry-go-round
She’s the reason I’m off the ground
After every ride she walks slowly
Between the ... holding out her hand
That’s the time I want to hold her
Guess I’ll have to understand

Standing in the rain
Waiting for a plane
That will bring me back my Natacha
So she's there inside, her long hair shining bright
How I long to hold my Natacha

Come Natacha
Come home with me

My good friend that's kissing the ocean
My beautiful Peru
Was such a rich country, a thousand years before Christ
With high culture
And great determination
A country of spirits
Such a great congregation

We were dancing at the party doing the jerk-and-shout
But suddenly at ten o’clock the lights went out
Oh man, what’s goin’ on?

I heard some voices and much noise on the first floor
I was certain uninvited guys had passed through the door
Oh man, what’s goin’ on?