Текст песни Robbie Williams - It Was A Very Good Year

When I was seventeen, 
it was a very good year.
It was a very good year for small town 
girls and soft summer nights.
We'd hide from the light on the village green
When I was seventeen.

When I was twenty-one, 
it was a very good year.
It was a very good year for city girls 
who lived up the stairs
With all that perfumed hair and it came undone
When I was twenty-one.

When I was thirty-five, 
it was a very good year.
It was a very good year for blue-blooded 
girls of independent means.
We'd ride in limousines, 
their chauffeurs would drive
When I was thirty-five.

But now the days are short, 
I'm in the Autumn of the year
And now I think of my life 
as vintage wine from fine old kegs
From the brim to the dregs, 
it poured sweet and clear.
It was a very good year.

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