Goodbye to you, my [bad word] friend.
We've known each other since we're nine or ten.
Together we climbed hills and trees.
Learned of love and ABC's,
skinned our hearts and skinned our knees.

Goodbye my friend, it's hard to die,
when all the birds are singing in the sky,
Now that the spring is in the air.
Pretty girls are everywhere.
When you see them I'll be there.

We had joy, we had fun, we had seasons in the sun.
But the hills that we climbed
were just seasons out of time.

Goodbye, Papa, please pray for me,
I was the black sheep of the family.
You tried to teach me right from wrong.
Too much wine and too much song,
wonder how I get along.

Goodbye, Papa, it's hard to die
when all the birds are singing in the sky,
Now that the spring is in the air.
Little children everywhere.
When you see them I'll be there.

We had joy, we had fun, we had seasons in the sun.
But the wine and the song,
like the seasons, all have gone.

Goodbye, Michelle, my little one.
You gave me love and helped me find the sun.
And every time that I was down
you would [bad word] around
and get my feet back on the ground.

Goodbye, Michelle, it's hard to die
when all the birds are singing in the sky,
Now that the spring is in the air.
With the flowers ev'rywhere.
I whish that we could both be there.

Прощай, мой друг, смерть - тяжкий труд,
Когда все птицы в небесах поют,
Вокруг весна плывёт, звеня,
Фей-девчонок болтовня,
Вспомни, видя их, меня.

Прощай, отец, молись о мне,
Овечкой чёрной я прослыл в семье.
Дальше слов не знаю я.
Вот дерьма три куля,
Птиц пошмалять бы из ружья.

Были счастья полны
Наши солнечные дни,
Но холмов наших склон
Как оконченый сезон.

Прощай, Мишель, любовь моя,
Был яблоком блестящим солнца я.
И я ... в неделю раз.
Слёзы горькие из глаз.
Похоже, я уйду сейчас.

Были счастья полны
Наши солнечные дни,
Но холмов наших склон
Как оконченый сезон.

Были счастья полны
Наши солнечные дни,
Но набрать звёзд могу
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