The Birds Will Still Be Singing Songtext
von Elvis Costello and The Brodsky Quartet

Summertime withers as the sun descends
He wants to kiss you. Will you condescend?
Before you wake and find a chill within your bones
Under a fine canopy of lover′s dust and humourous bones

Banish all dismay
Extinguish every sorrow

Eternity stinks, my darling. That's no joke
Don′t waste your precious time
Pretending you're heartbroken


There will be tears and candles
Pretty words to say
Spare me lily-white lillies
With the awful perfume of decay

Banish all dismay
Extinguish every sorrow
If I'm lost or I′m forgiven
The birds will still be singing

It′s so hard to tear myself away
Even when you know it's over
It′s too much to say.

Banish all dismay
Extinguish every sorrow
If I'm lost or I′m forgiven
The birds will still be singing