Shadows never point a finger
Òåíè íèêîãäà íå óêàæóò íà òî,
At the things you say or do,
×òî òû ãîâîðèøü èëè äåëàåøü,
Silently they seem to linger
Êàæåòñÿ, ÷òî îíè áåçìîëâíî îñòàþòñÿ ðÿäîì,
Any way you may run to,
Êóäà áû òû íè áåæàë,
Sharing every joy or torment,
Ðàçäåëÿþò ñ òîáîé âñå ðàäîñòè è ìó÷åíèÿ,
Every laughter or despair,
Ñìåõ è îò÷àÿíèå,
Facing you at any moment if you dare
Ñìîòðÿò òåáå â ëèöî, åñëè òû ïîñìååøü âçãëÿíóòü.