Old friends, old friends Sat on their park bench like bookends A newspaper blown through the grass Falls on the round toes Of the high shoes of the old
Time it was And what a time it was, it was A time of innocence A time of confidences Long ago it must be I have a photograph Preserve your memories They
[Instrumental]
Превод: Симон анд Гарфункел. Боокендс.
Превод: Симон анд Гарфункел. Боокендс Тема.
Превод: Симон анд Гарфункел. Стари пријатељи / Боокендс.
Time it was and what a time it was it was, A time of innocence a time of confidences. Long ago it must be, I have a photograph Preserve your memories
(Instrumental)
