Про мене...

[Unrecognized]

Day after day

Alone on a hill

The man with the foolish grin is keeping perfectly still,

But nobody wants to know him,

They can see that he's just a fool

And he never gives an answer.

But the fool on the hill

Sees the sun going down

And the eyes in his head

See the world spinning round



Well on the way

Head in a cloud,

The man of thousand voices talking perfectly loud,

But nobody ever hears him,

Or the sound he appears to make

And he never seems to notice.

But the fool on the hill

Sees the sun going down

And the eyes in his head

See the world spinning round



And nobody seems to like him,

They can tell what he wants to do

And he never shows his feelings.

But the fool on the hill

Sees the sun going down

And the eyes in his head

See the world spinning round



He never listens to them

He knows that they're fools

They don't like him.

The fool on the hill

Sees the sun going down

And the eyes in his head

See the world spinning round

@музыка: The Beatles - the Fool On The Hill

Comments

[Spring in here now]

Чего-то я в последнее время только на неё и попадаю... И сама чувствую себя этим дурачком на горе.

[Unrecognized]

Может, потому что песня чудесная?

[Spring in here now]

Песня чудесная, конечно, но даже не в этом дело: я уже года полтора чувствую себя изолированной ото всех. И отношения с окружающими у меня как у него, ну не в прямом смысле, конечно. 2 последних абзаца - это всё про меня.