Saturday — текст песни (The Carpenters)

Saturday began just the same as other days

But ended up different in many ways

Love is in my world since Saturday



Mornin` came but somehow it didn`t seem the same

The sadness of Friday had somehow changed

To the happy sounds of Saturday

Saturday, ever-loving Saturday



I whistle to bluebirds

I tried to tell them how you brought me sunshine

My heads filled with new words

That sing to the sounds of happy day after Friday



(*) Come and see the flowers of love she gave to me

The touches of laughter and harmony

To the happy sounds of Saturday

Saturday, ever-loving Saturday



My head`s full of new words

Sing to the sounds of the day after Friday

Day after Friday



Repeat (*)



Saturday, Saturday, ever-loving Saturday