If I go to the flea market
I am browsing among the discs
Only such one which went out of use
Condonable circumstance.
I make a funnel from my hand
And I say it cheerly:
"Uncle another is trendy now"
But for me as good as it is.
Old gentleman hurries before me
Gramophone raspingly plays
He becomes happy when I say it:
"I know it because of my daddy"
I make a funnel from my hand
And I say it cheerly:
"Uncle, the trend is changing"
But for me as good as it is.
Copper mortars are in the corner
Between the swords there are some scruppy pictures
Eventhough girls prefered (dance) for music
Ladies and soldiers.
I ironically make funnel from my hand
And I say it cheerly:
"Uncle another is trendy now"
But for me as good as it is.
I go home and there are waiting for me
The newest album of Beatles
I don't want to believe to my ears
It's already familiar a bit.
I laughly make funnel from my hand
And I say it cheerly:
"Uncle, this trend is crafty,
But for me as good as it is.
I chuckle when I make funnel from my hand,
And I say it cheerly:
"Uncle another is trendy now"
But for me as good as it is.
For me as good as it is, for me as good as it is.