Текст песни The Birds Will Still Be Singing - Elvis Costello & The Brodsky Quartet

Summertime withers as the sun descends
He wants to kiss you, will you condescend?
Before you wake and find a chill within your bones
Under a fine canopy of lover's dust and humourous bones
Banish all dismay, extinguish every sorrow
Eternity stinks, my darling, that's no joke
Don't waste your precious time pretending you're heartbroken
There will be tears and candles, pretty words to say
Spare me lily-white lily with the awful perfume of decay
Banish all dismay, extinguish every sorrow
If I'm lost or I'm forgiven, the birds will still be singing
It's so hard to tear myself away
Even when you know it's over
It's too much to say
Banish all dismay, extinguish every sorrow
If I'm lost or I'm forgiven, the birds will still be singing