《Sunday’s Not My Day》歌词

歌曲： Sunday’s Not My Day

所属专辑：Greatest Golden Hits

歌手： Charles Aznavour

时长： 03:09

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Sunday's Not My Day - Charles Aznavour[00:00:01]

Though the days of the week wear the same empty face[00:00:11]

There's a day in the week I would like to replace[00:00:15]

It's the Sunday so smuggly pretending to be[00:00:18]

Something more than a day that has nothing for me[00:00:21]

I've reasons to say Sunday's not my day[00:00:26]

Harrassed by its crowds how they pass and defile[00:00:33]

An expressionless crowd with a time-wearied smile[00:00:37]

Though I walk through its streets my direction's unknown[00:00:40]

Sunday's worthless to one who must spend it alone[00:00:44]

It's always this way Sunday's not my day[00:00:49]

You must work this day Sunday the one day I'm free[00:00:57]

This is why Sunday seems so oppressive to me[00:01:04]

If only you were near you would open my eyes[00:01:11]

I'd be ready to like all the things I despise[00:01:15]

All the Sundays in Spring light and blue there we were[00:01:23]

All our cares taking wing as we breath as we dare[00:01:27]

Lying there in the grass watching children at play[00:01:31]

Watching lovers who pass like the wind on its way[00:01:34]

The skies deep and blue they would smile for you[00:01:39]

We would dance through the streets we would join this parade[00:01:45]

We would do all the things for which Sunday is made[00:01:49]

Without trying to know what tomorrow will be[00:01:52]

Having only one hope that together we'd see[00:01:56]

Our Sunday again Sunday back again[00:02:01]

Of the people I see in their Sunday disguise[00:02:08]

There are those who believe they are hopeful and wise[00:02:12]

Some are going to church for appearances' sake[00:02:15]

Some are willing to give half as much as they make[00:02:19]

Some will sleep the whole day having nowhere to go[00:02:22]

Some will visit a grave some will put on a show[00:02:26]

Well rehearsed in their part they will pass review[00:02:29]

Some will make Sunday love to have something to do[00:02:33]

Yet I envy their joy[00:02:38]

When their Sundays arrive they frolic they play[00:02:44]

I'm less than alive what more can I say[00:02:48]

Sunday's not my day[00:02:55]