Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song The Violin, artist - City Boy. Album song City Boy/Dinner at the Ritz, in the genre Иностранный рок
Date of issue: 30.07.2015
Record label: Lemon
Song language: English
The Violin |
Broughton-Mason |
A kindly word for friends and strangers almost anyone she meets |
A lonely house at the end of the road full of silly memories |
And when the locals laugh at her she turns a blind eye to it all |
She sees the irony and so what no-one really meant it |
A grey old lady, touched and lonesome, just a little bit eccentric |
But no-one sees the secrets hidden in a diary stowed beneath the stairs |
And she sat that night in her chair by the fire hearing his violin |
Tears appeared and burned her cheeks as he caressed every string |
As the dawn arrives to hurt her eyes the coals are growing dim |
And when the room grows cold she still recalls every inch of him |
Germaine was a leggy lady, barely old enough to know how |
To hold the right knife at the table it was difficult but somehow |
She caught the eye of an evening pirate and he sailed his way into her heart |
Her Valentino played violin till it was well into the night |
Enjoyed her evening oh so much although she never ate a bite |
So Cinderella lost her slipper to a Lilting, Latin Gigolo |
And he stood that night by the tableside playing his violin |
Tears arrived in Germaine’s eyes as he caressed every string |
As the day appeared with the tables cleared, she was still there listening |
And she rose to go with her eyes still closed, but she paused to glance at him |
There was no-one there but her and as she sadly took her fur, she heard… |
A little weary eyed, but smiling she wandered home… |
Alone |
Then every evening she came back to her table by the window |