Перевод текста песни P.S. I Love You исполнителя (группы) Frank Sinatra

What is there to write? What is there to say?

Same things happen every day, not a thing to write, not a thing to say,

So I take my pen in hand and start the same old way.

Dear, I thought I'd drop a line,

the weather's cool, the folks are fine,

I'm in bed each night at nine, P. S. I love you.

Yesterday we had some rain, but all in all, I can't complain,

Was it dusty on the train, P. S. I love you.

Write to the Browns just as soon as you're able,

They came around to call, and I burned a hole in the dining room table,

And let me see, I guess that's all.

Nothing else for me to say, and so I'll close but by the way,

Everybody's thinking of you, P. S. I love you.

I do my best to obey all your wishes,

I put a sign up "Think"

But I gotta buy us a new set of dishes,

or wash the ones that are piled in the sink.

Nothing else to tell you dear,

except each day seems like a year,

Every night I'm dreaming of you, P. S. I love you.