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Striped Life

by Viacheslav Iatsko

(song lyrics)


In the evening gloomy, dim
Jenny telephoned in:
“Tony, sweetheart, charming, dear!
You, I blindly revere!
In the midnight I’ll call in
To express my high esteem!”

World had changed in a flash
To become a jolly bash,
And I understood at once:
It was not a mere chance,
Life is complex, life is striped,
Like a zebra — black and white.

Like a zebra — black and white
Life is complex, life is striped,
In the evening you are sad,
In the midnight to be glad.

In the evening you are sad,
In the midnight to be glad
Life is complex, life is striped,
Like a zebra — black and white.

For my Jenny I was mad,
But at dawn to me she said:
“My affection has gone out,
I don’t care a hug about!”
  Her affection has gone out?
She doesn’t care a hug about?
Her affection being gone out,
Doesn’t she care a bean about?
Doesn’t she care a damn about?
Doesn’t she care a fig about?

World had changed in a flash
Giving me a mighty dash,
And I understood at once:
It was not a mere chance,
Life is complex, life is striped,
Like a zebra — black and white.

Like a zebra — black and white
Life is complex, life is striped,
In the midnight you are glad,
In the morning to be sad.

In the midnight you are glad,
In the morning to be sad
Life is complex, life is striped,
Like a zebra — black and white.

Like a disconnected screen.
Morning came gloomy, dim.

Copyright © 2005 by Viacheslav Iatsko

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