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I don't keep much stuff around
I value my portability
but I will say that I have saved
every letter you ever wrote to me
the one you left on my windsheild
outside of that little motel
is in the pocket of my old gigbag
from back when life was more soft shelled

letters littered with little lewd pictures
drawn by the ghost of Woddy Guthrie
who would use your big thick hand
just to draw one two for me

and I think of your letters as love letters
which is how I think of songs
in that it is the writing of them
that tend to carry us along
and I dance to one of your old tunes
with my true love on our wedding day
and your voice sang the way my heart would sing
if it finally knew just what to say

two people pulled over on the same night
to look up at the same stars
they both found their wheels were spinning
in a soft shoulder
when they got back into their cars
and they missed fate's appointed rendezvous
and then a whole lotta time went by
and finally they were done
worshipping the landscape
and they put down their hands
and moved into the sky

and they had barely said hello
and it was time to say goodbye
goodbye ............

Я не ношу много вещей с собой —
Без них легче идти по жизни,
Но, знаешь, я сохранила
Все те письма, что ты написал мне.
Одно из них — то, которое ты оставил на лобовом стекле,
Возле придорожного мотеля,
Лежит в кармашке старого чехла от моей гитары,
Напоминая о прошлой беззаботной жизни.

Письма, разбавленные непристойными рисунками,
Адресованными мне вторым Вуди Гутри2...
Кто теперь твоей большой тяжелой рукой
Нарисует хоть парочку для меня...

И я думаю, что в этих письмах ты писал о любви,
Так же, как и в своих песнях,
Ведь их написание — это именно то,
Что так манит нас обоих.
Под одну из твоих старых мелодий
Я танцевала свой свадебный танец,
И в твоем голосе было все то, о чем пело бы мое сердце,
Если бы оно наконец нашлось, что сказать...

Двое остановились на обочине, ночью,
Чтобы вместе смотреть на звезды,
Оба поняли, что их пути проложены
По грунтовой дороге,
Когда возвращались к своим машинам.
И они упустили свидание, назначенное судьбой,
И с тех пор прошло много лет.
И вот однажды им надоело любоваться природой,
Они сложили руки
И полетели в небо...
И едва они встретились,
Уже была пора прощаться...
Была пора прощаться...
I don't keep much stuff around
I value my portability
but I will say that I have saved
every letter you ever wrote to me
the windsheild
outside of that little motel
my gigbag
from back when life was shelled

letters lit with little lewd pictures
drawn by the ghost of woddy guthrie
who would use your big thick hand
just to draw one two for me

love letters
i think of songs
it
that tend to carry us along
and I dance to your old tunes
love my love day
my heart would sing
if it finally knew just what to say

two people pulled over on the same night
to look up at the same stars
they both found their wheels were spinning
in a soft shoulder
when they got back into their cars
and they missed fate's appointed rendezvous
time lot
and finally they were done
worshipping the landscape
and they put down their hands
and moved into the sky

and they had barely said hello
it was time to say goodbye
goodbye ............

I do not carry a lot of things with me -
Without them it is easier to go through life
But, you know, I saved
All those letters that you wrote to me.
One of them is the one you left on the windshield,
Near a roadside motel,
Lying in the pocket of the old cover from my guitar,
Recalling the past carefree life.

Letters, diluted with obscene pictures,
Addressed to me second Woody Guthrie2 ...
Who is your big heavy hand now
Draw at least a couple for me ...

And I think that in these letters you wrote about love,
Just like in your songs,
After all, their writing is exactly
What so attracts us both.
Under one of your old tunes
I danced my wedding dance,
And in your voice was all that my heart would sing about,
If it finally had something to say ...

Two stopped by the side, at night,
To look at the stars together
Both understood that their paths were paved.
By dirt road
When they returned to their cars.
And they missed the date set by fate,
And since then many years have passed.
And once they got tired of admiring nature,
They folded their arms
And flew to the sky ...
And they barely met,
Already it was time to say goodbye ...
It was time to say goodbye ...
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