Lyrics
Rain has come to Argentina,
Adry's in the blues,
Trying to munch semolina
With a glass of booze.
In Orenburg again it's sunny,
I am in the blues,
Trying to learn Country Studies
'Bout Puritans and Jews.
I do hope the week will pass
And so will the blues,
And with friends upon the grass
I will start to muse.
Rain has come to Argentina,
Adry's in the blues,
Trying to munch semolina
With a glass of booze.0000
In Orenburg again it's sunny,
I am in the blues,
Trying to learn Country Studies
'Bout Puritans and Jews.
I do hope the week will pass
And so will the blues,
And with friends upon the grass
I will start to muse.
Wednesday comes again to town,
I am in the blues,
While the sun is going down
Like some orange juice.
Blues, blues, our summer blues,
Mixed with studies and with news,
It will pass, like summer rain
Which is filling up the drain.
Learning practice of translation,
I am in the blues.
Though I feel a strange sensation:
A desire to snooze.
Blues, blues, our summer blues,
Mixed with studies and with news,
It will pass, like summer rain
Which is filling up the drain.
I do hope that at the weekend
There will be no blues,
There will be time for dreaming,
Reading music news.
[Verse]
Learning practice of translation,
I am in the blues.
Though I feel a strange sensation:
A desire to snooze.
[Verse]
Blues, blues, our summer blues,
Mixed with studies and with news,
It will pass, like summer rain
Which is filling up the drain.
[Guitar Solo]
[Verse]
I do hope that at the weekend
There will be no blues,
There will be time for dreaming,
Reading music news.
[Guitar Solo]
[Outro]
[End]