Текст песни The Fruit is Ripe - Be a Rover

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Be a rover


Put your head on my new shoes
Take your bag and be a rover
That will chase away your blues
And your heartbreak years are over

Change your life, put on some style
Take your bag and be a rover
You will find out in a while
That your heartbreak years are over

Hit the road and you are free
Turn your face into the sunshine
Smell the breezes from the sea
Quit the race and you will feel fine

Hit the road and you are free
Turn your face into the sunshine
Smell the breezes from the sea
Quit the race and you will feel fine

Стань бродягой

Надень мою новую обувь.
Возьми свой рюкзак и стань бродягой.
Это прогонит прочь твою печаль
И твои тяжелые годы окончены.

Измени свою жизнь, найди какой-то стиль.
Возьми свой рюкзак и стань бродягой.
И ты поймешь вскоре,
Что твои тяжелые годы окончены.

Отправляйся в путь — и ты свободен.
Подставь свое лицо солнцу.
Вдохни запах ветерка с моря.
Прекрати гонку и ты почувствуешь себя прекрасно.

Отправляйся в путь — и ты свободен.
Подставь свое лицо солнцу.
Вдохни запах ветерка с моря.
Прекрати гонку и ты почувствуешь себя прекрасно.

Be a rover


Put Your Head ON My New Shoes
Take Your Bag and Be a Rover
That Will Chase Away Your Blues
And Your Heartbreak YEARS ARE OVER

Change Your Life, Put On Some Style
Take Your Bag and Be a Rover
You Will Find Out in a While
That Your Heartbreak YEARS ARE OVER

HIT THE ROAD AND YOU ARE FREE
Turn Your Face Into The Sunshine
Smell The Breezes from the Sea
QUIT THE RACE AND YOU WILL FEEL FINE

HIT THE ROAD AND YOU ARE FREE
Turn Your Face Into The Sunshine
Smell The Breezes from the Sea
QUIT THE RACE AND YOU WILL FEEL FINE

Become a vagood

Put on my new shoes.
Take your backpack and become vagabond.
It goes away your sadness
And your hard years are finished.

Change your life, find some kind of style.
Take your backpack and become vagabond.
And you will definitely
That your hard years are over.

Go on the road - and you are free.
Fill your face the sun.
Inhales the smell of the breeze from the sea.
Stop the race and you will feel beautiful.

Go on the road - and you are free.
Fill your face the sun.
Inhales the smell of the breeze from the sea.
Stop the race and you will feel beautiful.

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