DAYS OF THE WEEK | Тesto e Тraduzione (al clic)

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It's Monday morning and the coffee's on the brill

The sun's a warning, sending signals to the moon

I rise and fall in my accustomed rusted habits

I cant believe myself

And I can hardly stand it anymore

It's Tuesday morning

I file my nails and wash my hair

You're still sleeping like I'm hardly even there

The smell of tangerines are floating through the window

I wonder if someday I'll turn into your widow or your maid

It's Wednesday morning

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Charlotte Martin – Days of the Week testo e traduzione (al clic) in italiano