Old friends, old friends Sat on their park bench like bookends A newspaper blown through the grass Falls on the round toes Of the high shoes of the old
Time it was And what a time it was, it was A time of innocence A time of confidences Long ago it must be I have a photograph Preserve your memories They
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Tulkojums: Simons un Garfunkel. Bookends.
Tulkojums: Simons un Garfunkel. Bookends tēma.
Tulkojums: Simons un Garfunkel. Old Friends / bookends.
Time it was and what a time it was it was, A time of innocence a time of confidences. Long ago it must be, I have a photograph Preserve your memories
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