Letra 'The Postman' de 'American Analog Set' traducida al español

I watch the sun come up while youand're sleeping it off
when you go out for your news and curse your smokerand's cough
i bring you bills to pay
and letters from the state
then you go inside and i walk away
iand'm the postman
iand'm the postman
And i walk you street for hours like some kind of jerk
with my grey clip tie and my pressed blue shirt
and when you leave for work
i think youand're turning to flirt
but youand're turning away and it always hurts
iand'm the postman
iand'm the postman
I know why you stare east, itand's where your manand's run off
and i know why your trash bin is brimming with his art
and'cause when he was abroad
i read his last postcard
he met some brit named cass and it broke your heart
iand'm the postman
iand'm the postman