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The Schmuel Song
First a story A little christmas story I call it the story of Schmuel Tailor of Klimovic Schmuel would work 'til half past ten at his tailor shop in Klimovic Get up at dawn and start again with the hems and pins and twist Fourty one years had come and gone at his tailor shop in Klimovic Watching the winters soldier on there was one thing Schmuel missed If I only had time, old Schmuel said, I would build the dress that's in my head A dress to fire the mad desire of girls from here to Minsk But I have no more hours left to sew Then the clock upon the wall began to glow And the clock said na na na na na na na, oh Schmuel you'll get to be happy Na na na na na na na I give you unlimited time Na na na na na na na so Schmuel go sew and be happy But Schmuel said no, no it's not my lot I've got to make do with the time I've got Schmuel was done at half past ten and he said good night old Klimovic Put on his coat to go but then the clock cried wait, not yet Even though you're not wise or rich you're the finest man in Klimovic Listen up Schmuel, make on stitch and you'll see what you can get But Schmuel said clock it's much too late I'm at peace with life, I accept my fate But the clock said Schmuel one stitch and you'll unlock the dreams you've lost So Schmuel with reluctance took his thread He pulled a bolt of velvet and he said I should take out my teeth and go to bed I'm sitting here with talking clocks instead And the clock said na na na na na na na, oh Schmuel you'll get to be happy Na na na na na na na I give you unlimited time Na na na na na na na just do it and you can be happy So Schmuel put the thread through the needle's eye And the moon stared down from a starless sky And he pushed the thread through the velvet black And he looked and the clock was turning back So he grabbed some sheers and he cut some lace As the hands moved left on the old clock's face And his fingers flew and his fabric swirled 更多更详尽歌词 在 ※ Mojim.com 魔镜歌词网 It was nine fifteen all around the world Every cut and stitch was a perfect fit as if God himself were controlling it Then Schmuel cried through a rush of tears Take me back, take me back all fourty one years And on it went down that silent street 'Til Schmuel's dress was at last complete And he stretched his arms and he closed his eyes And the morning sun finally started to rise And the dress that he made on that endeless night Was a dress that would make any soul take flight Not a swatch, not a scane had gone to waste Every ribbon and button ideally placed And sewn into the seams were fourty one seasons of dreams Dreams that you could feel coming real And that very dress, so the papers swore Was the dress a girl in Odessa wore On the day she promised forevermore to love a young man named Schmuel Who only one day before had knocked at her kitchen door Plenty have hoped and dreamed and prayed but they can't get out of Klimovic If Schmuel had been a cute goyish made he'd have looked a lot like you Maybe it's just that you're afraid to go out onto a limbovic Maybe your heart's completely swayed but your head can't follow through Well shouldn't I want the world to see the brilliant girl who inspires me? Don't you think that now's a good time to be the ambitious freak you are Say good bye to wiping ash trays at the bar Say hello to Cathy Hyatt, big time star 'Cos I say na na na na na na na oh Cathy, you get to be happy Na na na na na na na I give you unlimited time Na na na na na na na stop temping and go and be happy Here's a headshot guy and a new backstage Where you're right for something on every page Take a breath Take a step Take a chance Take you time Have I mentioned today how lucky I am to be in love with you
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