Helene — текст песни (Kingsbery Peter)

There is a church bell
That rings on the hour
Filling the streets
Stopping the world awhile
Loud is the laughter
From in the schoolyard
Prickling my ears
Telling me time`s passing by
Helene
Comfort me
Helene
I am falling
There is a name
I`ve replaced with my own
It`s taken me years
Now it`s dark and unknown
Though I scoff at the things
That I said long ago
I knew what I`d find
C`est toi mon bouchon, mon bouchon
Helene
Comfort me
Helene
I am falling

Try as you may
This is not my real home
And I miss how the sun
Comes up late in the morning
For all that I want
There is really not much you can do
Outside the harbor
The windsurfers ride
Working their sails
As navy ships lag behind
Off to a country
With waves full of grain
A boyhood of mine
And a dream that
Will always remain
Helene
Comfort me
Helene
I am falling