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Текст (слова) песни: Bob Dylan - When I Paint My Masterpiece



Oh, the streets of rome are filled with rubble,

Ancient footprints are everywhere.

You can almost think that youre seein double

On a cold, dark night on the spanish stairs.

Got to hurry on back to my hotel room,

Where Ive got me a date with botticellis niece.

She promised that shed be right there with me

When I paint my masterpiece.

Oh, the hours Ive spent inside the coliseum,

Dodging lions and wastin time.

Oh, those mighty kings of the jungle, I could hardly stand to see em,

Yes, it sure has been a long, hard climb.

Train wheels runnin through the back of my memory,

When I ran on the hilltop following a pack of wild geese.

Someday, everything is gonna be smooth like a rhapsody

When I paint my masterpiece.

Sailin round the world in a dirty gondola.

Oh, to be back in the land of coca-cola!

I left rome and landed in brussels,

On a plane ride so bumpy that I almost cried.

Clergymen in uniform and young girls pullin muscles,

Everyone was there to greet me when I stepped inside.

Newspapermen eating candy

Had to be held down by big police.

Someday, everything is gonna be diffrent

When I paint my masterpiece.

 

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