Текст песни Golden Autumn Day - Van Morrison

Well I heard the bells ringing, I was thinking about winning
In this God forsaken place
When my confidence was well
Then I tripped and I felt
Right flat on my face
Now I'm standing erect
And I feel like coming back
And the sun is shining gold
Put a smile on my face
Get back in the human race
And get on with the show
And I'm taking in the indian summer
And I'm soaking it up in my mind
And I'm pretending that it's paradise
On a golden autumn day
On a golden autumn day
On a golden autumn day
On a golden autumn day
In the wheemidnight hour I was parking my car in this dimly lit town
I was attacked by two thugs,
Who took me for a must and shoved me down on the ground
And they pulled out a knife,
And I fought my way up as they scarpered from the scene
Well this is no New York street,
And there's no bobby on the beat and things ain't just what they seem
And I'm taking in the indian summer
And I'm soaking it up in my mind
And I'm pretending that it's paradise
On a golden autumn day
On a golden autumn day
On a golden autumn day
On a golden autumn day
Who would think this could happen in a city like this?
Among blake's green and pleasant hills
But we must remember as we go through
September among these dark satanic mills
If there's such a thing as justice I could take
Them out and flog them in the nearest green field
And it might be a lesson to the
Bleeders of the system in this whole society
And I'm taking in the indian summer
And I'm soaking it up in my mind
And I'm pretending like
It's paradise
On a golden autumn day
On a golden autumn day
Ohw on a golden autumn day
"Alright"
On a golden autumn day
"Sing it, sing it"
Golden autumn day
"Sing it, sing it"
Golden autumn day
"Sing it, sing it, sing it"
Golden autumn day
On a golden autumn day