Souvenirs — текст песни (John Prine)

All the snow has turned to water

Christmas days have come and gone

Broken toys and faded colors

Are all thats left to linger on

I hate graveyards and old pawn shops

For they always bring me tears

I cant forgive the way they rob me

Of my childhood souvenirs



Chorus:

Memories they cant be boughten

They cant be won at carnivals for free

Well it took me years

To get those souvenirs

And I dont know how they slipped away from me



Broken hearts and dirty windows

Make life difficult to see

Thats why last night and this mornin

Always look the same to me



I hate reading old love letters

For they always bring me tears

I cant forgive the way they rob me

Of my sweethearts souvenirs



(repeat chorus)