Текст Marianne Faithfull – Times Square

In a tired part of the city
Hiding from the fast talk
Watch — don’t walk to walk
Easy when you’re dreaming

Alcohol could take me there
I’d take a shot a minute
And be there by the hour
Take a walk around Times Square
With a pistol in my suitcase
And my eyes on the TV

In a car taking a back seat
Staring out the window
Thinking about danger
Playing in a wrong world
Fighting — but I’m not free
Talking on the telephone
Talking about you and me

Jesus Christ could take me there
I’d fall dawn on my knees
Have no questions to his answers
Take a walk around Times Square
With a pistol in my suitcase
And my eyes on the TV

Alcohol could take me there
I’d take a shot a minute
And be there by the hour
Take a walk around Times Square

And if I die gaining my senses
Wake up in a hotel
Staring at the ceiling