towa ne e hubawo mojto momiche/momche ;-), ama ne ti wqrwam mnogo mnogo shtot ako beshe wqrno nqmashe da si pishesh priakor, se pak chestiti praznici :-P

Penny Lane

In Penny Lane there is a barber showing photographs
of every head he's had the pleasure to have known
and the people that come and go, stop and say hello.

On the corner is a banker with a motorcar
and little children laugh at him behind his back
and the banker never wears a mack, in the pouring rain, very strange.

Penny Lane is in my ears and in my eyes,
there beneath the blue suburban skies,
I sit a meanwhile back...

In Penny Lane there is a fireman with an hourglass
and in his pocket is a portrait of the queen.
He likes to keep his fire engine clean, it's a clean machine.

Penny Lane is in my ears and in my eyes
for a fish and finger pies, in summer, meanwhile back,

Behind the shelter in the middle of a roundabout
The pretty nurse is selling poppies from a tray
and though she feels as if she's in her place, she is anyway.

In Penny Lane the barber shoots another customer,
we see the banker sitting waiting for a trim
and the fireman rushes in from the pouring rain, very strange.

Penny Lane is in my ears and in my eyes, there beneath the blue suburban skies, I sit and meanwhile back, Penny Lane is in my ears and in my eyes, there beneath the blue suburban skies... Penny Lane!