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1. ê²ðºðÀ

(Ժողովրդական)

Սարերը ման եմ եկել
Յար նայ նանի ջան
Սիրած յարիս վարդն եմ քաղել

Արեւը սիրտս է վառել
Յար նայ նանի ջան
Շաղ ու ջավհար արցունք թափել

Անձրեւը ցող է շաղել
Յար նայ նանի ջան
Սիրած յարիս վրեն մաղել

1. MOUNTAINS

(Traditional)

2. ºð²¼

¶Çß»ñÝ ³ÛÝù³Ý ï³ù ¿,
àñ ϳñÍ»ë ³ëáõÙ ¿.
ÂáÕ»ù Ó»ñ ùÝ»ÉÁ,
Èù»ù Ó»ñ ï»Õ»ñÁ:

Äåï³óáÕ Ù³ÛñÇÏÁ
ö³ÏáõÙ ¿ ³ãù»ñë,
²Ù³ãÏáï ÉáõëÇÝÁ
´éÝáõÙ ¿ Ó»éù»ñë:

àñï»±Õ »ë, ÷áùñÇÏ ö»ñÇ,
ºñ³½Ý»ñÇ ïÇñáõÑÇ,
ÆÝÓ ÝáñÇó ϳñ·ÇÝ ÑÇÙ³ñ³óñÇñ:
àñï»ÕDZó ϳñáÕ ¿Ç »ë
ܳ˳ï»ë»É ϳÝ˳å»ë
àõ ·áõ߳ϻÉ, û ÇÝã»ñ ϳݻë:

ÈáõÛëÁ µ³óí»ó ï³ÝÁ,
´³ó»óÇ ¹éݳÏÁ,
²ñ¨Ç ï³ù ѳÙÁ
ì³é»ó ÇÙ µ»ñ³ÝÁ:

ÞÝ»ñÇ Ù»Í ß³ñùÁ
γݷݻóñ»ó Ù»ñ ϳéùÁ,
Ü»ï»óÇÝù ϳé³å³ÝÇÝ,
ÜáñÇó ³Ýó³Ýù Ù»ñ µ³ÝÇÝ:

àñï»±Õ »ë, ÷áùñÇÏ ö»ñÇ,
ºñ³½Ý»ñÇ ïÇñáõÑÇ,
ÆÝÓ ÝáñÇó ϳñ·ÇÝ ÑÇÙ³ñ³óñÇñ:
àñï»ÕDZó ϳñáÕ ¿Ç »ë
ܳ˳ï»ë»É ϳÝ˳å»ë
àõ ·áõ߳ϻÉ, û ÇÝã»ñ ϳݻë:

2. DREAM

The night is so hot
That you’d think it’s saying, 
Forget about sleeping 
And get up.

Mother with her smiling face 
Is closing my eyes
While the moon so shy 
Reaches out for my hands. 
 
Where are you little angel, 
Queen of my dreams? 
Once again you made a fool of me. 
How could I know
What you’d do? 

The morning dawn
Filled the house. 
And as I opened the door 
The hot taste of the sun
Burned my mouth.
 
Then a pack of dogs
Attacked our car,
So we threw our driver to them
And went along our way.

Where are you little angel, 
Queen of my dreams? 
Once again you made a fool of me. 
How could I know
What you’d do?.

3. âвܸÆäàôØ

àñï»Õ »ë ÇÙ ë»ñ, »ñϳñ ÷Ýïñ»óÇ,
ÎÛ³Ýùë ³Ýó³í, áõ ãѳݹÇå»óÇ,
²ÛÝù³Ý Ù³ùáõñ »ë ÃíáõÙ ÇÝÓ Ñ»éíÇó,
àñ í³ñ¹Á ÝáõÛÝÇëÏ ³Ù³ãáõÙ ¿ ù»½ÝÇó:

²Ë, ÇÝ㠳ݻÙ, áñ å³ïáí ¹Çåã»Ù

ºñµ Ï·³ å³ÑÁ Ù»ñ ѳݹÇåÙ³Ý,
àñ ù»½ ·ñϻ٠ٳÛñÇÏÇë ÝÙ³Ý
àõ ¹áõ ï»ëÝ»Éáí ÇÙ ïËáõñ ï»ëùÁ
ø»½ ÏѳñóÝ»ë û áí ¿ ³Ûë ¹»ÙùÁ:

²Ë, ÇÝ㠳ݻÙ

àñï»ë »ë ÇÙ ë»ñ, »ñϳñ ½³Ý·»óÇ
лé³Ëáëë å³Ûûó áõ ù»½ Ñ»ï ãËáë»óÇ
²ÛÝù³Ý »ñϳñ »Ù µáÕáù»É ù»½ÝÇó,
àñ å³ï»ñë ÝáõÛÝÇëÏ í³Ë»ÝáõÙ »Ý ù»½ÝÇó

²Ë, ÇÝ㠳ݻÙ, áñ å³ïáí ¹Çåã»Ù

ºñµ Ï·³ å³ÑÁ Ù»ñ ѳݹÇåÙ³Ý,
àñ ù»½ ·ñϻ٠ٳÛñÇÏÇë ÝÙ³Ý
àõ ¹áõ ï»ëÝ»Éáí ÇÙ ïËáõñ ï»ëùÁ
ø»½ ÏѳñóÝ»ë, û áí ¿ ³Ûë ¹»ÙùÁ:

²Ë, ÇÝ㠳ݻÙ

3. UNMET 

Where are you my love? I searched high and low. 
My life flew by and we never met. 
You look so pure from afar that 
Even a rose would blush before you. 

Oh what can I do? 
But beat my head against the wall?
 
When will that day come that we finally meet 
And I hug you as my mother would. 
And seeing my sad face 
You would wonder who this guy is. 

Oh what can I do? 

Where are you my love? 
I called and called 
Till my phone burned up 
And I never got through. 
I have complained about you so much
That even my walls have had it. 

Oh what can I do? 
But beat my head against the wall?
 
When will that day come that we finally meet 
And I hug you as my mother would. 
And seeing my sad face 
You would wonder who this guy is.

4. ¶È²¸Æ²îàð

´³í³Ï³Ý ¿Å³Ý ÇÝÓ í³×³é»óÇÝ
²Ûë Ñá·Ý³Í áõ Éáõé ë»Ý³ïáñÝ»ñÇÝ:
ÆÝã-áñ µ³Ý Ïáõ½»Ç Ùï³Í»É ³Ûëûñ
â»Ù áõ½áõÙ ÉÇÝ»É Ù»é³Í ·É³¹Ç³ïáñ:

ÆÝã ³ñŻ٠»ë, ÇÝãù³Ý Ïï³ù,
àñ Ñ»ïá ݳۻù áõ Ó»½ í³ï ã½·³ù,
²ÛÝï»ÕÇó, áñï»ÕÇó ¿É Ñ»ï ã»Ù ·³ÉÇë
ºë áõݻ٠ÙÇ ïáÙë, áñ ù»½ »Ù ï³ÉÇë ³Ûëûñ:

²Ýáñáß Ùïù»ñ, óñí³Í ß³ñÅáõÙÝ»ñ.
ê³ ¿ ³ÛÝ ³Ù»ÝÁ, áñ ÑÇÙ³ áõÝ»Ù,
àõ ѳÝϳñÍ Ñ³ñí³ÍÁ ·ÉËÇë  Ù»ç ½Ý·³ó
ì»ñ¨Çó ÇÝÓ ï»ë³ ³í³½ÇÝ ÁÝϳÍ:

ÆÝã ³ñŻ٠»ë, ÇÝãù³Ý Ïï³ù,
àñ Ñ»ïá ݳۻù áõ Ó»½ í³ï ã½·³ù,
²ÛÝï»ÕÇó, áñï»ÕÇó ¿É Ñ»ï ã»Ù ·³ÉÇë
ºë áõݻ٠ÙÇ ïáÙë, áñ ù»½ »Ù ï³ÉÇë ³Ûëûñ:

4. GLADIATOR 

They sold me off real cheap 
To those tired and dumb senators. 
If I should hope for one thing today, 
It’s that I wouldn’t end up a dead gladiator.

What am I worth, what price would you pay
So later you would have no regrets.
Today I am giving you a ticket
From the place of no return.

Indecision, flailing movements
Are all I have left. 
When suddenly, a blow to the head rings a bell,
And looking down, I see myself lying in the sand. 

What am I worth, what price would you pay
So later you would have no regrets.
Today I am giving you a ticket
From the place of no return.

5. βî²ðÚ²È ºðºÎà

îáÝ³Ï³Ý ·Çß»ñÝ»ñÇÝ
ÈáõëÝÇ ÉáõÛë »Ù Ë³éÝáõÙ Ç٠ѳٵáõÛñÝ»ñÇÝ
سùáõñ çáõñ, Ù³ùáõñ »ñÏÇÝù,
ê³ »Ù Ëáëï³ÝáõÙ ÇÙ ëÇñá å³Ñ»ñÇÝ:

²ñóáõÝùÇ ï³ù ϳÃÇÉÝ»ñ,
²Õ³Ñ³Ù Ù³ñ·³ñÇïÝ»ñ,
ÆÝÓ ·ñÏ³Í ×»ñÙ³Ï Ã¨»ñ,
²ÝÇñ³Ï³Ý ɳí å³Ñ»ñ:

àëÏ» ųÙ, áëÏ» ñáå»
²ëïÕ»ñÇ ÉáõÛëÇ Ñ»ï ù»½ »Ù ÝíÇñ»É,
Ðdzó³Í ùÝùáõß ³ãù»ñ,
àñ å³ïñ³ëï »Ý ÇÝÓ ÝáñÇó ·³ÛóÏÕ»É:

²ñóáõÝùÇ ï³ù ϳÃÇÉÝ»ñ,
²Õ³Ñ³Ù Ù³ñ·³ñÇïÝ»ñ,
ÆÝÓ ·ñÏ³Í ×»ñÙ³Ï Ã¨»ñ,
²ÝÇñ³Ï³Ý ɳí å³Ñ»ñ:

5. PERFECT EVENING

On festive nights like these
I mix some moonlight with my kisses.
Clear water and clear skies, 
These I promise you in tender moments. 

Your warm teardrops,
Salty pearls,
Your fair arms’ embrace
In these unbelievable moments.

This golden hour and golden moment
I offer you with starlight. 
Your wondrous sweet eyes
Poised to entice me again. 

Your warm teardrops,
Salty pearls,
Your fair arms’ embrace
In these unbelievable moments.

6. βø²ìÆÎ

(Ժողովրդական)

6. PARTRIDGE

(Traditional)

7. غð î²Ü غæ

Ø»ñ ï³Ý Ù»ç »ë ·ï³ í»ñç,
àõ ϳñÍáõÙ »Ù, áñ ¹³ Ñ»ã
âÇ »Ýó¹ñáõÙ, û ùá Ù»ç
â¿Ç ·ï»É µ³ñÇ µ³Ý»ñ:
ä³ñ½³å»ë »ë Ñá·Ý»É »Ù
àõ ѳݷÇëï áñáᯐ »Ù
²Ù»Ý ÇÝãÇó Ññ³Å³ñí»É:

â»Ù áõ½áõÙ ÝáõÛÝÇëÏ ÷áñÓ»É
²Û¹ Ù³ëÇÝ ÙÇßï Ùï³Í»É
ø³ÝÇ ¹»é ÇÙ Ù³Ñ׳ϳÉÁ
ÊݳÛáõÙ ¿ Ç٠ųٳݳÏÁ:
²÷ëáë, áñ ѳëϳó»É »Ù
àñ ǽáõñ å³Ûù³ñ»É »Ù
²Ûëù³Ý »ñϳñ ųٳݳÏ:

лï ã»Ù ·³ ¿É »ë »ñµ»ù
лï ã»Ù ·³ »ñµ»ù,
ÆÝÓ Ùáé³ó»ù:

ÆÙ ëåÇï³Ï å³ï»ñÇ Ù»ç
ÐÇß»Éáõ ß³ï µ³Ý áõÝ»Ù,
ÆÝãù³Ý ß³ï å³Ñ »Ù ³åñ»É,
àñï»Õ »ë Ë³Õ »Ù í³ñ»É
àõ å³ñ½íáõÙ ¿ áõñ³Ë ¿Ç,
àñ ³Û¹ù³Ý µ»é áõÝ»Ç
ÆÙ ³Ýï³ñµ»ñ áõë»ñÇÝ:

ÐÇÙ³ ѳݹ³ñï ÅåïáõÙ »Ù,
àñ ³ñ¹»Ý Ñ»é³ÝáõÙ »Ù,
γÃÇÉ-ϳÃÇÉ ³ÛñíáõÙ »Ù,
àõ áÝó áñ û ÙñëáõÙ »Ù:
γݷÝáõÙ »Ù áõ ëå³ëáõÙ »Ù,
ºñµ ѳÝϳñÍ Ñ³ëϳÝáõÙ »Ù,
àñ ¿É ãϳ٠ݻñù¨áõÙ:

 Ð»ï ã»Ù ·³ ¿É »ë »ñµ»ù
лï ã»Ù ·³ »ñµ»ù,
ÆÝÓ Ùáé³ó»ù:

7. IN OUR HOUSE

In our house, I found myself at the end of the line.
And it doesn’t mean that it had anything
To do with whether or not I found any goodness in you.

I am just exhausted
And have calmly decided to give up.
I don’t even want to try to think about this anymore.
As long as I am in bed, time seems to stand still.

Too bad I only now understand I struggled so long in vain. 

I’ll never come back. 
Forget me.
I’ll never come back again.

Within these white walls.
I have lots of memories. 
How many times have I daydreamed
About calling the shots, 
And in fact I was happy
Despite the weight on my shoulders. 

And now I am contently smiling as 
I’m already slipping away,
Like a candle burning,
Melting drop by drop,
And it’s as if I’m frozen,
Standing around waiting, 
When suddenly I realize
I’ve left my humdrum existence behind. 

I’ll never come back. 
Forget me.
I’ll never come back again.

8. κÔîàî ´Ìºð

λÕïáï µÍ»ñ Ï³Ý ùá ¹»ÙùÇÝ,
ØÇ µ³ñ¨Çñ ¹áõ ³Ù»ÝùÇÝ,
гݷÇëï ùÝÇñ ùá ï³ÝÇùÇÝ:
ܳÛÇñ ïËáõñ ÙÇßï í»ñ¨Çó,
àõ ÙÇ ÷³ËÇñ ï³ù ³ÝÓñ¨Çó
²Û¹ï»Õ ³Ù»Ý ÇÝã ¹»é í³ï ã¿:

ÀÝÏ»ñ ·ïÇñ ¹áõ ù»½ ѳٳñ
àñ ÙÇßï Ååï³ ÇÝãå»ë ÑÇÙ³ñ
àõ Ýí»ñÝ»ñ ï³ ³Ýѳٳñ:
´³ñÇ »ÕÇñ ÙÇßï Ýñ³ Ñ»ï
ì»ñóñáõ Ù³ïÇïÁ Ñáï³í»ï
¶ÍÇñ Ó»½ ѳٳñ ³ñ³Ñ»ï:

²ÛÝù³Ý ï³ñµ»ñ »ë µáÉáñÇó,
àñ í³Ë»óÝáõÙ »ë ÝáõÛÝÇëÏ ÇÝÓ,
²÷ëáë Ù»ñÅí³Í »ë Ù»ñ ÏáÕÙÇó:
³÷³éÇñ ÑÇÝ Ï³ÙáõñçÝ»ñáí
öÝïñ»Éáí ÝáõÛÝ å³ï³ÝáõÝ,
àñÇÝ ¹»é »ñϳñ ã»ë ·ïÝÇ:

ä³ïñ³ëï »ÕÇñ ³ÝÑ»ï³Ý³É
öáñÓ»Éáí ÝáõÛÝÇëÏ Ùáé³Ý³É
´áÉáñ Ùáõïù»ñÝ ³Û¹ »ñ³½Ç:
ºñϳñ ݳۻÉáí çñ»ñÇÝ
î»ë³ñ ùá ÑÇÝ µ³ñ»Ï³ÙÇÝ:
ܳ Éáõé ݳÛáõÙ ¿ñ »ñÏÝùÇÝ:

8. STIGMA

It’s as if you have dirty spots on your face.
You can’t face the world
Or sleep safely under your own roof.
You’re always a bystander, sadly estranged.
Don’t run away from the gentle rain.
It’s not as bad as it seems.

Find yourself a friend 
Who will smile at you like a fool 
And give you countless gifts. 
Always be kind to him. 
With the ink of your imagination 
Draw yourselves a trail. 

You are so different from the rest
That it even frightens me.
Too bad we’ve rejected you.
Wander across old bridges
Looking for that same young man
Whom you’ll only find with time.

Get ready to be invisible
And close the doors to that dream.
After gazing into the water, 
You see your old friend 
Staring sadly upward toward the skies.

9. àâ ØÆ ´²Ü

¸áõ ³ÛÝù³Ý å³ñ½ ã»ë, áñù³Ý Ù»Ýù
àõ ¹»é Ñ»·ÝáõÙ »ë
Ø»½, áñ ϳñáÕ »Ýù ×½Ù»É ù»½
ØÇç³ïÇ å»ë
ê»÷³Ï³Ý ë³ÑÙ³ÝÝ»ñÇó
¸áõñë ·³Éáõ Ë»Ýà ÷áñÓ»ñÇó
лï ϳݷÝÇñ:
ÈéáõÃÛáõÝ å³Ñå³Ý»Éáí
Ø»½ û·Ý»Éáõ å³ÑÁ µ³ó ÙÇ ÃáÕÝÇñ:

àã ÙÇ µ³Ý, ¿É áã ÙÇ µ³Ý,
ä»ïù ãÇ ³Ý»É Ù»½ ѳٳñ:

ȳÛÝ ×³Ï³ïǹ ·ñí³Í ¿ §Ø»Õù¦,
àñ ëïÇåáõÙ ¿ Ù»½
Î³Ë»É ù»½ ³ÝÙÇç³å»ë
²ñù³ÛÇ å»ë:

âáõ½»óÇñ ¿É ¹ÇÙ³¹ñ»É
öáñÓ»Éáí Ù»½ ѳÙá½»É, ÑÇÙ³,
ê»÷³Ï³Ý ë³ÑÙ³ÝÝ»ñÇó
¸áõñë ·³Éáõ Ë»Ýà ÷áñÓÁ ù»½ ѳçáÕí»ó:

 àã ÙÇ µ³Ý, ¿É áã ÙÇ µ³Ý,
ä»ïù ãÇ ³Ý»É Ù»½ ѳٳñ:

9. NOTHING AT ALL

Although you are not as simple as we,
You sneer at us,
Even though we could squash you
Like a bug.
Hold yourself back
Don’t do anything rash.
Don’t blow it when all you have to do
Is keep your mouth shut.

You don’t have to do anything,
Anything at all for us.

Guilt was broadly written across your forehead,
So like tyrants,
We had no choice
But to hang you at once.

You gave up trying to resist
Or talk your way out of it.
You did it. You went too far. 

You don’t have to do anything,
Anything at all for us.

10. ø²ð ¸ºØøºð

¾É Ñ»ï ãÇ ·³ ³Ýó³Í ûñÁ
ºí ÉáõÛë ãÇ ï³ Ñ³Ý·³Í ÙáÙÁ
²ñ¹³ñ »ñÏÇÝù, ¿ë ÇÝã »Õ³í
Ðëϳ ó³íÁ Ý»ñë Ùï³í:

ø³ñ ¹»Ùù»ñÁ Ñ»é³ÝáõÙ »Ý
ºë ÙÝáõÙ »Ù, áí ¿ î»ñÁ,
²Ù»Ý ûñÁ ÇÝÓ ëå³ÝáõÙ ¿
ºë ùÝáõÙ »Ù, »ë »Ù î»ñÁ:

ä³Ûͳé Ùïù»ñë ÇÝÓ ÉùáõÙ »Ý,
´³ÝïÇë å³ï»ñÁ ³ñï³ëíáõÙ »Ý,
гݷÇëï ÃáÕ»ù ÇÝÓ, Ï»ÕͳíáñÝ»ñ
ä³ñ³ñï Ëá½»ñ, í³ÛñÇ ßÝ»ñ:

ø³ñ ¹»Ùù»ñÁ ÇÝÓ ÃáÕÝáõÙ »Ý
ºë ÙÝáõÙ »Ù, áí ¿ î»ñÁ,
²Ù»Ý ûñÁ ÇÝÓ ëå³ÝáõÙ ¿
ºë ùÝáõÙ »Ù, »ë »Ù î»ñÁ:

гݷÇëï ûñ»ñÇÝ
ºë ÅåïáõÙ »Ù µáÉáñÇÝ
²÷ëáë, Ù³ñ¹ ãϳ,
²÷ëáë, µ³Ý ãϳ:

ø³ñ ¹»Ùù»ñÁ ÇÝÓ ÉùáõÙ »Ý
ºë ÙÝáõÙ »Ù, áí ¿ î»ñÁ:
²Ù»Ý ûñÁ ÇÝÓ ëå³ÝáõÙ ¿
ºë ùÝáõÙ »Ù, »ë »Ù î»ñÁ:

ø³ñ ¹»Ùù»ñÁ Ñ»é³ÝáõÙ »Ý
ºë ÙÝáõÙ »Ù, áí ¿ î»ñÁ:
²Ù»Ý ûñÁ ÇÝÓ ëå³ÝáõÙ ¿
ºë ùÝáõÙ »Ù, »ë »Ù î»ñÁ:

10. STONE-FACED

Yesterday is gone. 
A burned out candle gives no light. 
Righteous heavens, what happened here? 
A heavy sorrow has filled me.

Stone-faced people are leaving, 
I remain. Who’s to blame?
It’s killing me day by day
So I lose myself in sleep.
Where I’m the master of my fate.

I can’t think clearly anymore.
My prison walls are weeping.
Let me be, you phony people,
You fat pigs, you wild dogs

Stone-faced people are leaving, 
I remain. Who’s to blame?
It’s killing me day by day
So I lose myself in sleep.
Where I’m the master of my fate.

On peaceful days,
I smile at everyone.
Alas, there’s no one,
There’s nothing.

Stone-faced people are leaving, 
I remain. Who’s to blame?
It’s killing me day by day
So I lose myself in sleep.
Where I’m the master of my fate.

11. Þ²î ºØ àô¼àôØ

Þ³ï Ïáõ½»Ç ³åñ»É ³é³Ýó ëÇñá,
ÈÇÝ»Ç Ñ³Ý·Çëï ÙÇ ÑÇÝ· ï³ñáí
ÆÝãù³Ý ó³Ýϳó³ Éë»É ù»½ÝÇó,
àñ ³ñ¹»Ý Ñá·Ý»É »ë ÇÝÓÝÇó:
´³Ûó ¿É áõÙ »Ý å»ïù
´áÕáùÝ»ñÝ ÇÙ ³ÝÇÙ³ëï,
¸áõ ³ñ¹»Ý ·Çï»ë, û ÇÝ㠳ݻë,
àñ ÇÝÓ å³Ñ»ë:

²ñÇ Ñ³ßïí»Ýù áõ ãÏéí»Ýù
´³ó»Ýù ßß»ñÝ áõ µ³ñÇ ÉÇÝ»Ýù
´³ñÇ ÉÇÝ»Ýù, ѳݷÇëï ³åñ»Ýù
î³ù í»×»ñÇó Ñ»éáõ ÷³Ëã»Ýù:

Èáõë³µ³óÁ ·ï³í ÇÝÓ ùá ·ñÏáõÙ
²ñÃݳó³Í áõ ïÑ³× ½³ñÙ³ó³Í,
¸áõ ÝáñÇó ·ï»É ¿Çñ Ó¨Á ÑÇÝ
ø³ñß ï³Éáõ ѳٳñ ÇÝÓ ³ÝÏáÕÇÝ:

´³Ûó ¿É áõÙ »Ý å»ïù
´áÕáùÝ»ñÝ ÇÙ ³ÝÇÙ³ëï
¸áõ ³ñ¹»Ý ·Çï»ë, û ÇÝ㠳ݻë
àñ ÇÝÓ å³Ñ»ë:

²ñÇ Ñ³ßïí»Ýù áõ ãÏéí»Ýù
´³ó»Ýù ßß»ñÝ áõ µ³ñÇ ÉÇÝ»Ýù
´³ñÇ ÉÇÝ»Ýù, ѳݷÇëï ³åñ»Ýù
î³ù í»×»ñÇó Ñ»éáõ ÷³Ëã»Ýù:

11. DO I WANT TOO MUCH?

I’d really like to live without love,
To have five years of peace.
How much I wish you’d say
You’ve had enough of me.
But anyway,
Who needs my whining?
You already know what to do,
To keep me.

Let’s make up and stop fighting.
Let’s open some bottles and relax.
Let’s be nice and get along.
Let’s leave our bickering behind.

Dawn found me in your arms
Eyes open and disgustedly surprised.
You did it again the same old way
And dragged me back into the sack.

But anyway,
Who needs my whining?
You already know what to do,
To keep me.

Let’s make up and stop fighting.
Let’s open some bottles and relax.
Let’s be nice and get along.
Let’s leave our bickering behind.