Перевод песни Stephen Sondheim – Poor Baby
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Robert What? I worry Why? He's all alone There's no one— Where? In his life Oh Robert ought to have a woman Poor baby, all alone Evening after evening by the telephone We're the only tenderness he's ever known Poor baby! David— DAVID: Yes? Robert What? I worry Why? It's such a waste There's no one— Where? In his life Oh Robert ought to have a woman Poor baby, sitting there Staring at the walls and playing solitaire Making conversation with the empty air Poor baby! Robert... Bobby... Robert, angel... Bobby, honey... You know No one Wants you to be happy More than I do No one But isn't she a little bit, well You know Face it Why her? Better No one— ...wants you to be happy More than I do No one But— Isn't she a little bit, well You know Face it-- You know, no one Wants you to be happy More than I do-- You know, no one Wants you to be happy More than I do No one But-- Isn't she a little bit, well— Dumb? Tacky? Vulgar? Old? Tall? Aggressive? Where is she from? Neurotic? Peculiar? And cheap? She seems so dead She's tall enough to be your mother And gross? Depressing? She's very weird And immature? Goliath! Poor baby, all alone Throw a lonely dog a bone, it's still a bone We're the only tenderness he's ever known Poor baby!