Thomas Diaz6 said:🙏 🙏 🙏 Translate the blues 🙂 for me 🙂 and introduce me to Tanya 🙂 🙂
My dear Tanya worked so hard this weekend...😍
blues
The late doorbell
“sorry, It’s I
Sorry, that so late,
But you know me”
The Parents are at home,
It is impossible with them,
They will die from fear,
If they see me.
I’m drunk. The Metro is closed,
Understand: I haven’t got money,
Let me stay the night,
Not on the big dinner
I don’t need anything,
Put me to bed,
You see I’m ready and
I can’t stand up.
Crushed trousers, torn jacket
The heel is falling off and a bruise on forehead
Ok, I’ll lie near the lift
to Hell everybody, wake up them
Then bring a blanket and the water to drink;
Only don’t go away,
Sit with me,
Sometimes It’s a pity for me,
That I’m so bad,
But there is minus in this world,
But there is plus in you,
You understand, that is blues in the Head.
I’ll tell you all
You’ll be able to understand
You’re yawning, hinting
Tomorrow to get up early,
go , friend , go
Sleep for a hour
There is not you with me,
The lock has flicked.