Перевод песни Working Week – Solo
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the strongest feelings run through lonelier hours, falling from lost towers. a sweeter truth turns on the stranger of powers, coming after hours. he's calling her name, but she can't hear a thing. there is a voice inside, so clear as it rings out: trust it solo, take it solo, make it solo. she lives a life that is so hard to complete, singing through the end, a sun-burst child, caught in a fragment of flame, never played the game. the drummer's riding and the saxophone's soaring rhythm candescent, keeps on falling around her: she swings it solo, she feels it solo. (instrumental) she's stronger than you've ever found, she's had enough messing around. she packs her bags before she travels by night, cat's eyes give her sight. she tells of strange fruit on the water front. lover come back to me. she's bathed in floodlight on the stage of convention. the public gaze holds off the devils inside. as she takes them solo they feel it so slow.