MICHAEL`S BONES — текст песни (Morrissey)

Michael`s bones
Lay where he fell
Face down on a sports ground
Oh ...

He was just somebody`s luckless son
Oh, but now look what he`s done
Oh, look what he`s done


Your gentle hands are frozen
And your unkissed lips are blue
Your thinning clothes are hopeless
And no one was mad about you


Michael`s bones
Were very young
But they were never to know
Oh ...
Impetuous fun
Mr. Policeman
I don`t know where you get such notions from


His gentle hands are frozen
And his unkissed lips are blue
But his eyes still cry


And now you`ve turned the last bend
And see - are we all judged the same at the end?
Tell me, tell me


Oh, you lucky thing
You are too brave
And I`m ashamed of myself
As usual


Oh ...