Текст песни Агата Кристи - Прощальное письмо

When will cease all songs
Which I do not know
The tart air shout
My last paper steamship :

" Good - bye, America, oh,
Where I 've never been ,
Farewell forever,
Take a banjo ,
Play me goodbye :
" La - la - la "

I have become too small
Your grated jeans.
We have been taught for so long
Love your forbidden fruit

Good - bye, America, oh,
Where will I never .
Do I hear a song ,
Which will be remembered forever :
" La - la - la " "