Ragged Coat lyrics

I wore my ragged coat so bare,

The tattered sleeves were thin as paper,

And so I took it to a tailor,

And asked him kindly for repair

I made a joke, and said,

"This coat requires total restoration,

To bring me glory and salvation,

I need your skillful hands to sew!"

But then my playful little words

Took on a meaning unintended,

As he methodically mended,

He seemed disturbed,

Peculiar bird...

And I observed the silent way he worked

To rectify the garment,

As though my soul depended on it,

This ragged coat, for all my days

He thought I'd slip into the sleeve,

And I'd believe again so clearly

That somehow you could love sincerely,

But that's absurd,

Peculiar bird...

Опять в твою любовь поверю,

Как бы не так,

Такой чудак...