A Trivial Summer Day - текст песни
A Trivial Summer Day
It's raining down but it doesn't matters to me
I'm coming down by my glittering motorcar
Waiting for the best guest I can have
So I walk sprightly, capering on the street.
A big umbrella spinning over my head
If I was naked would not be a serious problem
Waiting for a very special guest
I caper smiling by the street
ON A TRIVIAL SUMMER DAY,
ON MY TRIVIAL SUMMER DAY..
There's something moving, something strange in the sky
My pretty angel comes and glides on me
He took a peach-polka dot bathing suit
Into the car, ready to drive to the sea
I put on me my pink-white glasses
Get a bubble, ready to drive to the sea
So put on me my pink-white spectacles
Drink a cocktail fast squirt away!!
ON A TRIVIAL SUMMER DAY
ON A TRIVIAL SUMMER DAY
ON MY TRIVIAL SUMMER DAY!
ON MY TRIVIAL SUMMER DAY!
On a trivial summer day
On a trivial summer day
ON MY TRIVIAL SUMMER DAY!!
ON MY TRIVIAL SUMMER DAY.
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