Текст песни Tom Waits - Blue Valentines

She sends me blue valentines
All the way from Philadelphia
To mark the anniversary
Of someone that I used to be
And it feels just like there's
A warrant out for my arrest
Got me checkin 'in my rearview mirror
And I'm always on the run
That's why I change my name
And I did not think you'd ever find me here

To send me blue valentines
Like half forgotten dreams
like a pebble in my shoe
As I walk these streets
And the ghost of your memory
Is the thistle in the kiss
And the burglar that that can break a roses neck
it's the tattooed broken promise
That I hide beneath my sleeve
And I see you every time I turn my back

She sends me blue valentines
Though I try to remain at large
They're insisting that our love
must have a culogy
Why do I save all of this madness
In the nightstand drawer
There to haunt upon my shoulders
Baby I know
i'd be luckier to walk around everywhere I go
With a blind and broken heart
That sleeps beneath my lapel

She sends me blue valentines
To remind me of my cardinal sin
I can never wash the guilt
Or get these bloodstains off my hands
And it takes a lot of whiskey
to make these nightmares go away
And I cut my bleedin 'heart out every nite
And I die a little more on each st. valentine day
Remember that I promised I would
Write you ...
these blue valentines
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She sends me blue valentines
Oh, almost all his life in Philadelphia
To mark the anniversary
Of who I once was .
And they seemed to me
Warrant for my arrest .
Because of them, I look in the rearview mirror
And always on the run.
That's why I change the names .
And I did not think you'd always find me .

To send me blue valentines ,
Like a half -forgotten dreams
Like a pebble in the shoe ,
When I walk these streets .
And the ghost of your memory -
This thistle in a kiss .
A robber that he could break the neck of roses -
It impaled broken promise ,
What I hide under the sleeve .
And I see you every time you look back .

She sends me blue valentines .
Even though I try to remain free ,
They say to me that our love is worthy of praise .
Why do I keep all this madness
In the drawer beside the bed ?
Then, in order not to remove the severity of the shoulders .
Baby, I know that I would be better if we go around all the party
With the blind and the broken-hearted ,
That sleeps under his lapel .

She sends me blue valentines ,
To remind my main sin.
I never wash away the guilt
And these blood stains from hands.
You need a lot of whiskey
To get rid of these nightmares
And I cut my bleeding heart at night,
And dying little by little every Valentine's Day .
Remember, I promised to write to you
those blue valentines ...