The Letter Home

Elvis Costello, Brodsky Quartet2009年3月3日

歌詞

The Letter Home - Elvis Costello (埃爾維斯 科斯特洛)/Brodsky Quartet

Written by:Mac Manus/Paul Cassidy/Ian Belton

Care of St ignatus house willoughby drive

 

Parramatta new south wales

This fifth day of July

 

In the year of our Lord

 

Nineteen hundred and thirty five

 

Why must I always apologize

 

Every time that I sit down to write

 

Through my own fault I may find

 

You're no longer living at this address

 

Please excuse the lack of news

The feeling of strange privilege

 

For the hour of trial in these times of distress

Mean more than years imprisoned by etiquette

 

I can remember when we were children

 

Though I could never imagine this day

 

Your brother told me we'd live forever

 

I'll go one better I heard myself say

And it seems so strange now that he's gone

 

To recall all these games

 

Though the years have divided us

Friendships have strained and broken

 

Oh by the way how's that girl that you wed

 

I hated you then but I'm over the worst of it

 

I can't come home I might as well say

 

Life is short I shall not write again

 

***歌詞來自第三方***