Ìîæåò áûòü, çàâòðà áóäåò ëó÷øèé äåíü.
I'd stay the hand of god, but the war is on your lips
ß îñòàíóñü íà ñòîðîíå áîãà, íî âîéíà íà òâî¸ì ïîðîãå
How can I brace myself for razor blades on whips
Êàê ìíå ïðèãîòîâèòü ñåáÿ ê ëåçâèÿì êíóòîâ .
When everything with meaning is shattered, broken, screaming
Êîãäà âñ¸ âàæíîå , ÷òî çíà÷èëî - ðàçáèòî ,èçëîìàíî,êðè÷èò
And I'm lost inside this darkness and I fear I won't survive
È ÿ ãèáíó âíóòðè ýòîãî ìðàêà è áîþñü , ÷òî íå óöåëåþ .
I could pray and trick with a double tongue, but the only fool here's me
ß ìîã ïðîñèòü è õèòðèòü , íåñìîòðÿ íà äâîéñòâåííîñòü ðå÷è , íî åäèíñòâåííûé îäóðà÷åííûé - ÿ
I choose the way to go, but the road won't set me free
ß âûáåðó ïðàâèëüíûé ïóòü , îäíàêî äîðîãà âðÿä ëè ìåíÿ îñâîáîäèò
Cos I wish you'd see me, baby, save me, I'm going crazy
Âåäü ÿ õî÷ó , ÷òîáû òû óâèäåëà ìåíÿ , äåòêà , ñïàñè ìåíÿ , ÿ ñõîæó ñ óìà
Tryin' to keep us real, keep us alive
Ïîïûòàéñÿ óäåðæàòü íàñ â ðåàëüíîñòè , ñîõðàíèòü íàñ
This day will die tonight and there ain't no exception
Ýòîò äåíü óìð¸ò ñåãîäíÿ íî÷üþ è íå ñòàíåò èñêëþ÷åíèåì
We shouldn't wait for nothing to wait for
Ìû íå äîëæíû æäàòü , íå÷åãî ïåðåæèäàòü
Love me in this fable, babe, my heart is in your hand
Ëþáè ìåíÿ â ýòîé ñêàçêå , äåòêà , ìî¸ ñåðäöå â òâîèõ ðóêàõ
Our time is waiting right outside your door
Íàøå âðåìÿ îæèäàåò ïðÿìî çà òâîåé äâåðüþ
And maybe tomorrow is a better day
È ìîæåò çàâòðà áóäåò ëó÷øèé äåíü
I do not deal the cards and I play a lousy hand
ß íå ðàçäàþ êàðòû è ÿ ïàðøèâûé èãðîê
I celebrate no victories and my promises are sand
ß íå ïðàçäíóþ ïîáåä è ìîè îáåùàíèÿ îñûïàþòñÿ
Against all this I contrast you, when all is lost the war is through
Âðàçðåç ñ ýòèì ñîïîñòàâëþ , êîãäà âñ¸ ïîòåðÿíî ,âîéíà ýòî ñðåäñòâî
Hey angel, dare the winds now we can fly
Ýé ,àíãåë , âûçîâè âåòåð è ìû ñìîæåì óëåòåòü
This day will die tonight and there ain't no exception
Ýòîò äåíü óìð¸ò ñåãîäíÿ íî÷üþ è íå ñòàíåò èñêëþ÷åíèåì
Why should I wait for nothing to wait for
Ïî÷åìó ÿ äîëæåí æäàòü , äëÿ ÷åãî ïåðåæèäàòü ?
Let me love you in this fable, hold your heart in my hand
Ðàçðåøè ìíå ëþáèòü òåáÿ â ýòîé ñêàçêå , äåðæó òâî¸ ñåðäöå â ñâîèõ ðóêàõ
Our time is waiting right outside your door
Íàøå âðåìÿ îæèäàåò ïðÿìî çà òâîåé äâåðüþ
And maybe tomorrow is a better day
È ìîæåò çàâòðà áóäåò ëó÷øèé äåíü
This day will die tonight and there ain't no exception
Ýòîò äåíü óìðåò ñåãîäíÿ íî÷üþ è íå ñòàíåò èñêëþ÷åíèåì
Why should I wait for nothing to wait for
Ïî÷åìó ÿ äîëæåí æäàòü , äëÿ ÷åãî ïåðåæèäàòü ?
I won't cry for my solitude, lay my head and dream of you
ß íå áóäó êðè÷àòü îá îäèíî÷åñòâå , óñïîêîþ ñâîþ ãîëîâó è ïîìå÷òàþ î òåáå
And hope that you'll come knocking on my door
È íàäåþñü , ÷òî òû ïðè䏸ü è ïîñòó÷èøü â ìîþ äâåðü
And maybe tomorrow is a better day
È ìîæåò çàâòðà áóäåò ëó÷øèé äåíü
I know tomorrow is a better day
ß çíàþ , çàâòðà áóäåò ëó÷øèé äåíü .
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