Ron And The Weasleys - No Post On Sundays - The Nifflers текст песни

From a far away place
Owls have flew
And your nasty uncle
Keeps telling them to shew
Letters have come to you everyday
But you won't read one if your uncle has anything to say

There's no post on Sundays
No post on Sundays
But this Sunday is different
Because the owls are persistent

In a bunch of mail you couldn't believe your eyes
There's a piece of mail with your name
You thought you might have died

When you brought the mail back to the table
Vernon stole the letter with the Hogwarts label

All these letters made Harry glad
But all they did to Vernon was make him mad
So he said that they were going away where mail doesn't come anyday