A Perfect Day, Elise — текст песни (P.J. Harvey)

He got lucky one time
Hitting with the girl in room 509
She turned her back on him facing the frame
Said, Listen Joe, don`t you come here again.
White sun scattered all over the sea
He could think of nothing but her name `Elise`
God is the sweat running down his back
The water soaked her blonde hair black
Its a perfect day Elise
He got burned by the sun
His face so pale and his hands so worn
Let himself in room 509
Said a prayer, and cried, `It`s a perfect day Elise`