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Poets of the Fall - Daze ( àëüáîì " Jealous Gods " 2014 ãîäà ).

Äíåâíèê

Ïÿòíèöà, 09 Îêòÿáðÿ 2020 ã. 23:15 + â öèòàòíèê
Ïîòåðÿííûé.

Rolling down the freeway, master to the speed of light
Ëåòåòü ïî àâòîñòðàäå, ìàñòåð ñêîðîñòíûõ ãîíîê

Screaming up in the air, bursting through the night
Êðè÷àòü â âîçäóõ, ïðîðûâàÿñü ñêâîçü íî÷ü

No rest, I've stayed here too long, it's time to move on
Áåç âûõîäíûõ, ÿ çàäåðæàëñÿ çäåñü, ïîðà äâèãàòüñÿ äàëüøå

Reality's a three way, a scenery defined
Ðåàëüíîñòü â òð¸õ âàðèàíòàõ, óæå ñ äåêîðàöèÿìè

By tomorrow dubbed a mystery and the past just blurry lines
Ê çàâòðàøíåìó çàãàäî÷íîìó äíþ è óæå ðàçìûòîìó ïðîøëîìó

If there's ever been injustice in my name, I bow unto blame
Åñëè îò ìåíÿ êîãäà - ëèáî áûëà íåñïðàâåäëèâîñòü, ÿ ïðèçíàþ ýòî

And you can give me everything I need this way
È òû ìîæåøü äàòü ìíå âñ¸, ÷òî ìíå íåîáõîäèìî

We'll be loving till the first light of the day
Ìû áóäåì ëþáèòü äî ðàññâåòà

Set the world on fire with bittersweet desire
Ïîäæèãàÿ ìèð ãîðüêî - ñëàäêèì æåëàíèåì

To chase away the night, let the whole world burn
Ïðîãîíÿÿ íî÷ü, ïóñòü âåñü ìèð ñãîðèò

Set the world on fire for bliss in sweet denial, oblivion and peace
Ïîäîæãè ìèð, ïóñòü ãîðèò ðàäè áëàæåíñòâà ñëàäêîãî îòðèöàíèÿ, çàáâåíèÿ è ïðèìèðåíèÿ

Will you let me burn?
Òû ïîçâîëèøü ìíå ñãîðåòü ?

Drifting like a cast off, the shadows got it good
Äðåéôóÿ, êàê îòáðîøåííûé, òåíè ñäåëàëè ýòî õîðîøî

With constant companions, would that I could
Åñëè áû ÿ ìîã, ñ ïîñòîÿííûìè ñïóòíèêàìè

Further afield my nemesis on stilts is gaining on me
Äàëüøå ìåíÿ íàñòèãàåò ìî¸ âîçìåçäèå

So I crawl across the state line, to another state of being
Òàê ÷òî ÿ ïðîïîëçó ÷åðåç ãðàíèöó îäíîãî ñîñòîÿíèÿ â äðóãîå

Holding on for dear life to the better days I've seen
Æèçíü äåðæèòñÿ çà ëó÷øèå äíè, ÷òî ÿ âèäåë

Long for the comfort of your loving arms, your passions, your charms
Òîñêóÿ ïî êîìôîðòó òâîèõ ëþáÿùèõ ðóê, ñòðàñòè è òâîåãî îáàÿíèÿ

And you can give me everything I need this way...
È òû ìîæåøü äàòü ìíå âñ¸, ÷òî ìíå íåîáõîäèìî...

Set the world on fire...
Ïîäîæãè ìèð, ïóñòü ãîðèò...

Did you ever feel your love eclipsing the sun
Òû êîãäà - íèáóäü ÷óâñòâîâàëà, ÷òî òâîÿ ëþáîâü çàòìåâàåò ñîëíöå ?

I give you the reason I'm still on the run
ß ñêàæó òåáå, ïî÷åìó ÿ âñ¸ åù¸ â áåãàõ

Disappear in the heavy glare of neon
Èñ÷åçíóòü â ÿðêîì ñâåòå íåîíà

Set the world on fire...
Ïîäîæãè ìèð, ïóñòü ãîðèò...

* Ïåðåâîä ìîé è Google / îðèãèíàëüíûé òåêñò ãðóïïû '' Poets of the Fall ''.
Ðóáðèêè:  Òåêñòû ïåñåí POTF è ïåðåâîä/àëüáîì "Jealous Gods" 2014

Ìåòêè:  

Poets of the Fall - Rebirth ( àëüáîì " Jealous Gods '' 2014 ãîä ).

Äíåâíèê

Ñóááîòà, 26 Ñåíòÿáðÿ 2020 ã. 16:47 + â öèòàòíèê
Ïåðåðîæäåíèå.

What is beauty compared to grief
×òî òàêîå êðàñîòà â ñðàâíåíèè ñ ãîðåì

What is joy in league with sorrow
Èëè ðàäîñòü â ñîþçå ñ ïå÷àëüþ

A dead rushes' fleet drifting on a quiet tide
Ýòî ôëîò ì¸ðòâûõ ïîðûâîâ, äðåéôóþùèõ òèõèìè âîëíàìè

N' does a sunset know its worth
Íåò, çàêàò çíàåò, ÷åãî ñòîèò

Making yesterday tomorrow
Ñäåëàé, ÷òîáû ïðîøåäøèé äåíü ñòàë çàâòðàøíèì

Is there a silence on this earth before every tear's been cried
Íåóæåëè íà ýòîé çåìëå öàðèò òèøèíà, ïðåæäå, ÷åì ïðîëüþòñÿ ñë¸çû

For you, for you
Äëÿ òåáÿ, äëÿ òåáÿ

I would bring down the heavens on this earth
ß ïåðåòàùèë áû íåáåñà íà çåìëþ

For you, for you
Äëÿ òåáÿ, äëÿ òåáÿ

I would even trust the devil for rebirth
ß áû äàæå äüÿâîëó äîâåðèë ïåðåðîæäåíèå

With every road once paved with gold
Ñ êàæäîé äîðîãîé,êîãäà-òî âûìîùåííîé çîëîòîì

Both hands with a heart to hold
Ôîðìà äâóõ äåðæàùèõñÿ ðóê, îáðàçóþùèõ ñåðäöå

How could we look past all the stories we have told
Êàê ìû ìîæåì çàáûòü âñå èñòîðèè, êîòîðûå ðàññêàçàëè

Could we lose ourselves again
Ìîæåì ëè ìû ñíîâà ïîòåðÿòü ñåáÿ

In a childlike faith
 äåòñêîé âåðå

Trust the wishing well, dance like Tinker Bell
Äîâåðÿé êîëîäöó æåëàíèé, òàíöóé, êàê Äèíü-äèíü

For you, for you
Äëÿ òåáÿ, äëÿ òåáÿ

I would walk forever through this barren land
ß áû âå÷íî áðîäèë ïî ýòîé áåñïëîòíîé çåìëå

For you, for you
Äëÿ òåáÿ, äëÿ òåáÿ

I would hold a deadly viper in my hand
ß áû äåðæàë â ðóêå êîáðó

For you, for you
Äëÿ òåáÿ, äëÿ òåáÿ

I would bring down the heavens on this earth
ß ïåðåòàùèë áû íåáåñà íà çåìëþ

For you, for you
Äëÿ òåáÿ, äëÿ òåáÿ

I would even trust the devil for rebirth
ß áû äàæå äüÿâîëó äîâåðèë ïåðåðîæäåíèå

*ïåðåâîä ìîé è Google / îðèãèíàëüíûé òåêñò ãðóïïû '' Poets of the Fall ''.
Ðóáðèêè:  Òåêñòû ïåñåí POTF è ïåðåâîä/àëüáîì "Jealous Gods" 2014

Ìåòêè:  

POTF - Hounds to Hamartia (àëüáîì "Jealous Gods " 2014 ).

Äíåâíèê

Âòîðíèê, 24 Àïðåëÿ 2018 ã. 02:26 + â öèòàòíèê
Ïñû Õàìàðòèè.

A single kiss for your treasure
Îäèí ïîöåëóé äëÿ òâîåãî ñîêðîâèùà

There just left at your door
Ïðîñòî îñòàâèë ó òâîåé äâåðè .

Life has shown you no pleasure before
Ïðîæèòîå , ïîêà íå äîñòàâèëî òåáå íèêàêîé ðàäîñòè ,

Double cross for a symbol
Äâîéíàÿ èãðà , ñèìâîëè÷íà

Name your rosary beads
Íàçîâè ñâîè ÷¸òêè áèñåðîì .

You will nurture the fable till it bleeds
È òû áóäåøü âçðàùèâàòü èëëþçèþ , ïîêà îíà íå èñòå÷¸ò êðîâüþ

Bleeds for your love
Èñòåêàåò êðîâüþ ðàäè òâîåé ëþáâè .

No more tragic love for sale in the crooked gallery
Íåò áîëüøåé òðàãåäèè äëÿ ëþáâè , ÷åì å¸ ïðîäàæà â èçâðàù¸ííîé ãàëåðåå .

High on acid love gone stale seems like fantasy
Âûñîêàÿ êèñëîòíîñòü ëþáâè èñ÷åçàåò , è ýòî âûãëÿäèò , êàê çàòõëàÿ ìå÷òà .

Just like magic Hubris leads, leads its hounds, hounds to Hamartia
Ïðîñòî , êàê ïî âîëøåáñòâó Ãîðäûíÿ âåä¸ò , âåä¸ò ãîí÷èõ , ïñîâ â Õàìàðòèþ .

What you eclipse makes your measure
Êàê òâî¸ ïîìóòíåíèå, ïîâëèÿåò íà òâîþ ñïîñîáíîñòü îöåíèâàòü ?

What you leave reaches for you in your stead
×òî òû áðîñèøü , äîñòèãíóòîå òîáîé â ñâîþ çåìëþ ?

Taking flaws for a gamble to get ahead
Çàìàí÷èâûå ïîðîêè äëÿ àâàíòþðû , ÷òîáû âûðâàòüñÿ âïåð¸ä .

No remorse for the trouble spread
Íèêàêîãî ðàñêàÿíèÿ çà ìàñøòàáíûå áåñïîðÿäêè

In the revolution
 ðåâîëþöèè .

No more tragic love for sale…
Íåò áîëüøåé òðàãåäèè äëÿ ëþáâè , ÷åì å¸ ïðîäàæà ..

Hit or miss you’ll be playing
Óäàðèòü èëè ïðîìàõíóòüñÿ , òû áóäåøü èãðàòü .

Paying your dues cos you need the game all the same
Îïëà÷èâàé ÷ëåíñêèå ñáîðû , ïîòîìó ÷òî èãðà âñ¸ ðàâíî òåáå íóæíà .

Fame draws you like fireflies to the flame
Ñëàâà ïðèâëåêàåò òåáÿ , êàê ñâåòëÿ÷êîâ ïëàìÿ ,

Play all on red
Ðàçûãðàé âñ¸ íà êðàñíîì .

No more tragic love for sale…
Íåò áîëüøåé òðàãåäèè äëÿ ëþáâè , ÷åì å¸ ïðîäàæà ...

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POTF - Love will come to you ( àëüáîì "Jealous Gods" 2014 ).

Äíåâíèê

Ñðåäà, 18 Àïðåëÿ 2018 ã. 03:26 + â öèòàòíèê
Ëþáîâü ïðèä¸ò ê òåáå .

Hey, what’s going on? Whatcha doin’ here?
Ýé , â ÷¸ì äåëî ? ×òî òû çäåñü äåëàåøü ?

Is there something wrong tonight?
×òî-òî íå òàê ñåãîäíÿ ?

Do you remember who I chose to be?
Òû ïîìíèøü , êåì ÿ ïðåäïî÷¸ë ñòàòü ?

My best friend in this life
Ìîé ëó÷øèé äðóã â ýòîé æèçíè .

Life doesn’t run a clear course
Æèçíü íå ïðîõîäèò ÷¸òêèì êóðñîì ,

It flows through from within
Îíà òå÷¸ò íàñêâîçü

It’s supposed to take you places and leave markings on your skin
Ýòî ïîäðàçóìåâàåò , òû çàáåð¸øü ñâîè äîëæíîñòè è îñòàâèøü ìàðêèðîâêó íà ñâîåé êîæå

And those marks are just a sign of something true
È ýòè îòìåòèíû , âñåãî ëèøü ñëåäû ÷åãî-òî ïîäëèííîãî ,

you witnessed in your time
òû äîêàçàòåëüñòâî ñâîåé æèçíè .

Of something new, like the start of something fine
Íå÷òî íîâîå , êàê íà÷àëî ÷åãî-òî ïðåêðàñíîãî .

Like morning dew love will come again to you
Ïîäîáíî óòðåííåé ðîñå , ëþáîâü ñíîâà ïðèä¸ò ê òåáå

Like morning dew
Ïîäîáíî óòðåííåé ðîñå

Morning dew
Óòðåííåé ðîñå .

Hey, can you tell me who you are?
Ýé , òû ìîæåøü ìíå îòâåòèòü , êòî òû ?

The colour of your dawn
Öâåò òâîåãî óòðà .

When the gates are open from last night’s revelry on the lawn
Êîãäà âîðîòà îòêðûòû , ñî â÷åðàøíåé âå÷åðèíêè íà ëóæàéêå

And when the sounds of laughter still echo in your dreams
È êîãäà ñìåõ åù¸ çâó÷èò â òâîèõ ìå÷òàõ .

The smoke screen disappears and nothing is what it seems
Äûìîâàÿ çàâåñà èñ÷åçàåò è âñ¸ íå òàê , êàê êàæåòñÿ

And your tears have been worthwhile
È òâîè êóòåæè èìåëè ñìûñë .

They got you through to a different place and time where all is new
Áëàãîäàðÿ èì , òû îêàçàëñÿ â äðóãîì ìåñòå è âðåìåíè , ãäå âñ¸ íîâîå .

To the start of something fine
Ê íà÷àëó ÷åãî-òî ïðåêðàñíîãî .

Like morning dew your love will come again to you
Ïîäîáíî óòðåííåé ðîñå , ëþáîâü ñíîâà ïðèä¸ò ê òåáå

Like morning dew
Ïîäîáíî óòðåííåé ðîñå .

Love is there when you open the door
Ëþáîâü ðÿäîì , êîãäà òû îòêðûâàåøü äâåðü

and you step off the trail you knew before
è óõîäèøü ñ òðîïû , êîòîðóþ çíàë ðàíüøå .

Through the streets and the houses of gods you roam
×òîáû ñêèòàòüñÿ ïî óëèöàì , ãäå æèâóò áîãè

and on their altars you lay your heart of stone
è ê ïîðîãàì èõ äîìîâ , òû êëà䏸ü ñâî¸ êàìåííîå ñåðäöå .

Till all laughter is claws on your skin
Òîëüêî âñå àïëîäèñìåíòû öàðàïàþòñÿ ïî òâîåé êîæå

and your moments of clarity scream the hell within
è â ýòè ìîìåíòû ïðîçðåíèÿ , òû âíóòðåííå êðè÷èøü .

When you fade like a rose in the gloom love waits outside your room
Êîãäà òû èñ÷åçàåøü , ñëîâíî ðîçà âî ìðàêå , ëþáîâü æä¸ò òåáÿ çà ïðåäåëàìè êîìíàòû

Like morning dew your love will come again to you
Ïîäîáíî óòðåííåé ðîñå , ëþáîâü ñíîâà ïðèä¸ò ê òåáå .

Morning dew
Óòðåííåé ðîñå
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Ðóáðèêè:  Òåêñòû ïåñåí POTF è ïåðåâîä/àëüáîì "Jealous Gods" 2014

Ìåòêè:  

POTF - Choice Millionaire ( àëüáîì "Jealous Gods" 2014 ).

Äíåâíèê

Ïÿòíèöà, 23 Ìàðòà 2018 ã. 02:03 + â öèòàòíèê
Âûáîð ìèëëèîíåðà .


Cars in the night, cut through the mist
Íî÷íûå ìàøèíû , ðàçðåçàëè òóìàí íàñêâîçü

Baby suns for eyes, diamonds on your wrist
Äåòñêîå âîñïðèÿòèå äëÿ ãëàç , àëìàçû íà òâî¸ì çàïÿñòüå

Twist in the scheme, a permeating theme
Êðóòèñü â ñèñòåìå , äóìàé òåìàòè÷åñêè

A violin crescendo
Êðåùåíäî íà ñêðèïêå .

Dark violet skies over seas of lead
Ôèîëåòîâàÿ òüìà íåáà íàä ìîðÿìè ñâèíöà

Hard violent fights, red sun will set
Óïîðíàÿ ÿðîñòü áî¸â , êðàñíîå ñîëíöå ñêîðî ñÿäåò

Like a rivulet, like a tear beget
Ñëîâíî ðó÷åé , ïîðîæäàåò áåãóùóþ ñëåçó ,

A clear innuendo
×èñòàÿ èíòóèöèÿ .

Silence of the mind ever deafening
Òèøèíà ðàçóìà âñåãäà îãëóøàþùàÿ

Rain on the roof ever prattling
Ñòó÷àùèé äîæäü ïî êðûøå , âñåãäà áîëòëèâ .

Straddling truth for the pain you gain for pain
Äâîéñòâåííóþ ïðàâäó îò áîëè , òû óñèëèâàåøü ðàäè áîëè

Some bill of rights
Íåñêîëüêî áèëëåé î ïðàâàõ .

Daring getaways, steamy masquerades
Îò÷àÿííîå áåãñòâî , ïàðíûå ìàñêàðàäû

Famine of all wars, whores and escapades
Íåäîñòàòîê âñåõ âîéí , øëþõè è àâàíòþðû

Jack of Spades in silk brocades
Äæåê Ïèê â ø¸ëêîâîé ïàð÷å ,

Velvet nights in city lights
Áàðõàòíûå íî÷è â îãíÿõ ãîðîäà .

It’s a wide wide world out there
Òàì âåäü ïðîñòî îãðîìíûé ìèð

And life can be a love affair
È æèçíü ìîæåò ñòàòü ëþáîâíîé èñòîðèåé

Or a cage of sheer despair
Èëè êëåòêîé ïîëíîãî îò÷àÿíèÿ .

You’re a choice millionaire
Òû - ìèëëèîíåð âûáîðà

It’s a wide wide world out there
Òàì ïðîñòî îãðîìíûé ìèð .

You can travel in your easy chair
Òû ìîæåøü ïóòåøåñòâîâàòü â ñâî¸ì ìÿãêîì êðåñëå

So build your castles in the air
Òàê ñòðîéòå âîçäóøíûå çàìêè

You’re a choice millionaire
Òû - ìèëëèîíåð âûáîðà .

Because no one needs any more confessions
Ïîòîìó ÷òî áîëüøå íèêîìó íå íóæíû ïðèçíàòåëüíûå îòêðîâåíèÿ ,

Shadows cast without a streak of fear
Òåíè îòáðàñûâàþùèå áåññòðàøèå .

Moments past, held so dear
Ïðîøåäøèå ìãíîâåíèÿ , áûëè òàê äîðîãè

A lock of hair, a touch of lip
Ïðÿäü âîëîñ , îñÿçàíèå ãóá

A lashing whip
Ïîäõë¸ñòûâàòü óïð¸êàìè .

Subliminal love for the ones you hate
Ïîäñîçíàòåëüíàÿ ëþáîâü ê òåì , êîãî òû íåíàâèäèøü .

LOL as I abbreviate
LOL êàê ÿ ñîêðàùàþ .

Alleviate if you can relate to the pink slip
Ñìÿã÷èñü , åñëè òû ìîæåøü êàñàòüñÿ ðîçîâîé êîìáèíàöèè

Of love unzipped
Ëþáîâíî ðàññò¸ãíóòà .

Minutes burning till seconds pop
Ìèíóòû ãîðåíèÿ äî ñåêóíä ïàëüáû

Silhouettes dancing till the curtains drop
Òàíåö ñèëóýòîâ , ïîêà íå óïàä¸ò çàíàâåñ .

Stop before you lose your mojo
Îñòàíîâèòüñÿ ïðåæäå , ÷åì òû ïîòåðÿåøü ñâîþ ìàãèþ ,

Your fear of heights
Òâîé ñòðàõ âûñîòû .

Hot passion flares every pipe dream
Ãîðÿ÷àÿ ñòðàñòü âñïûõèâàåò â êàæäîé íåñáûâøåéñÿ ìå÷òå .

Concussion, blindness of a regime
Êîíòóçèÿ , íåâîñïðèèì÷èâîñòü ïîðÿäêà

A scream incites, the air ignites
Êðèê ïðîâîöèðóåò , âîñïëàìåíÿåòñÿ âîçäóõ ,

The city lights
Ãîðîäñêèå îãíè .

It’s a wide wide world out there…
Òàì ïðîñòî îãðîìíûé ìèð ...

So put a lacquer on your hunger
Òàê íàëîæè ãëàçóðü íà ñâîé ãîëîä

Parade the sky that you’re under
Ïðàçäíîå íåáî è òû ïîä íèì ,

Without heedless impressions
Ñ íåâíèìàíèåì ê ìíåíèÿì .

No one needs more confessions x2
Íèêòî íå íóæäàåòñÿ ñíîâà â ïðèçíàíèÿõ

It’s a wide wide world out there…
Òàì ïðîñòî îãðîìíûé ìèð ...

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Ðóáðèêè:  Òåêñòû ïåñåí POTF è ïåðåâîä/àëüáîì "Jealous Gods" 2014

POTF - Brighter than the sun ( àëüáîì "Jealous Gods" 2014 ).

Äíåâíèê

Ñðåäà, 14 Ìàðòà 2018 ã. 03:44 + â öèòàòíèê
ßð÷å ñîëíöà .

I’m in way too deep like a poser
ß ñåé÷àñ ñëèøêîì ïîãðóæ¸í â ïðîáëåìó

And falling for the dream’s just the ground getting closer
Èíà÷å , âëþáë¸í â ìå÷òû , âñåãî ëèøü îñíîâàíèå äëÿ çíàêîìñòâà .

I guess it’s how our lives get painted in scars
ß ïðåäïîëàãàþ , ýòî êàê íàøè æèçíè , ðàñïèñàííûå øðàìàìè

With everything riding on a joker
Âåðõîì íà Íåïðåäñêàçóåìîñòè , ñî âñåì âàæíûì

With the paradise syndrome strap on for spurs
Ñ ðåìåøêîì ðàéñêîãî òîêñèêîçà äëÿ øïîðû .

Regret is the skin you shed just to make it this far
Æàëîñòü - ýòî êîæà , êîòîðóþ òû ñáðàñûâàåøü , ÷òîáû æèòü äîëãî

I need you to find me, I can no longer breathe
Íåîáõîäèìî , ÷òîáû òû ìåíÿ íàøëà , ÿ áîëüøå íå ìîãó äûøàòü

I want you to touch me, just to know I still feel, oh
ß õî÷ó , ÷òîáû òû äîòðîíóëàñü äî ìåíÿ , ÷òîáû çíàòü , ÿ âñ¸ åù¸ ÷óâñòâóþ

Like a miracle you change me, raise me
Êàê ÷óäî , èçìåíÿÿ , âîçíîñèøü ìåíÿ

Brighter than the sun till I’m ready to be me
ßð÷å ñîëíöà , ïîêà ÿ íå ãîòîâ ñòàòü ñîáîé

And your love is the reason, yeah
È òâîÿ ëþáîâü ÿâëÿåòñÿ ïðè÷èíîé , êîíå÷íî .

Like a miracle you wake me, make me
Êàê ÷óäî , ñîçäàâàÿ ìåíÿ , òû ðàçáóäèëà ìåíÿ

Brighter than the sun when it used to blind me
ßð÷å ñîëíöà , ÷òîáû îñëåïèòü ìåíÿ

I know your love is the reason
ß çíàþ , ÷òî ïðè÷èíà - òâîÿ ëþáîâü

Love never goes out of season
Ëþáîâü íèêîãäà íå âûõîäèò èç ìîäû .

I got nothing to call a solution
Ó ìåíÿ íåò ãîòîâîãî ðåøåíèÿ .

Not a penny to my name, just riding the motion
Íè ãðîøà çà äóøîé , ïðîñòî êàéô îò åçäû .

Yet like a child I still reach for the stars
Íî ñëîâíî ðåá¸íîê , ÿ âñ¸ åù¸ äîñòàþ äî çâ¸çä .

But if this darkened hole is my conclusion
Íî åñëè ò¸ìíàÿ äûðà - ìî¸ çàêëþ÷åíèå

And the mother of pearl world is just a notion
È ìàòü æåì÷óæíîãî ìèðà , ýòî ïðîñòî èçîáðåòåíèå

I lose for playing out my part in this farce
ß ïðîèãðûâàþ , èñïîëíÿÿ ðîëü â ýòîì ôàðñå .

I need you to find me, I can no longer breathe
Íåîáõîäèìî , ÷òîáû òû íàøëà ìåíÿ , ÿ áîëüøå íå ìîãó äûøàòü

And I want you to touch me, just to know I still feel, oh
È ÿ õî÷ó , ÷òîáû òû äîòðîíóëàñü äî ìåíÿ , ÷òîáû çíàòü , ÿ âñ¸ åù¸ ÷óâñòâóþ

Like a miracle…
Êàê ÷óäî ...

Just remember when it’s time speak your mind,
Ïðîñòî ïîìíè , êîãäà íàñòóïèò âðåìÿ , ãîâîðè , ÷òî äóìàåøü ,

speak your mind, you gotta show them how
âûñêàæèñü , òû äîëæåí äàòü èì ïîíÿòü , êàê

Show them how you wanna live your life
Ïîêàçàòü èì , êàê òû õî÷åøü ïðîæèòü ñâîþ æèçíü

Just one life, one life, all in the now
Òîëüêî îäíó æèçíü , îäíó æèçíü , â íàñòîÿùåå âðåìÿ

Oooh…

Like a miracle…
Êàê ÷óäî ...

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ïåðåâîä ìîé è Google/îðèãèíàëüíûé òåêñò ãðóïïû "POTF"
Ðóáðèêè:  Òåêñòû ïåñåí POTF è ïåðåâîä/àëüáîì "Jealous Gods" 2014

POTF - Rumors (àëüáîì "Jealous Gods" 2014).

Äíåâíèê

Ñðåäà, 13 Äåêàáðÿ 2017 ã. 02:44 + â öèòàòíèê
Ñïëåòíè.


Like whispered hot secrets your restless dreams will fade away
Îò æàðêîãî ïåðåø¸ïòûâàíèÿ ñåêðåòîâ , òâîè íåóãîìîííûå ìå÷òû íà÷íóò èñ÷åçàòü

In still life like motion slow through the frantic rush of the day
Âñ¸ ðàâíî æèçíü , êàê çàìåäëåííîå äâèæåíèå ñêâîçü áåçóìíûé àæèîòàæ äíÿ .

With lackeys of lust crowding the streets
Ñ ïîõîòëèâûìè ëàêåÿìè ïåðåïîëíåííûõ óëèö .

N’ I know they would steal your heart to see my love tortured
Íåò , ÿ çíàþ îíè óêðàäóò òâî¸ ñåðäöå , ÷òîáû óâèäåòü ìó÷åíèÿ ìîåé ëþáâè

Render trust a hostage to fortune
Èçîáðàæàÿ äîâåðèå çàëîæíèêó ñóäüáû.

Rumors seduce like fire
Ñïëåòíè ñîáëàçíÿþò , êàê îãîíü
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Seducing illusions driving the chariot of hearts astray
Ñîáëàçíÿþùèå èëëþçèè âîäÿò êîëåñíèöó çàáëóäøèõ ñåðäåö.

Standing silent vigil over the moments of ease that still remain
Íåïîäâèæíîå ìîë÷àëèâîå äåæóðñòâî â ìîìåíòû ë¸ãêîñòè ,êîòîðûå åù¸ äåðæàòñÿ .

With a thorn to the side for every good deed
Ñ øèïîì â ñòîðîíó êàæäîãî õîðîøåãî ïîñòóïêà

N’ I know they would steal your heart…
Íåò , ÿ çíàþ îíè óêðàäóò òâî¸ ñåðäöå ...
Oooh…

Every day is a day we awake into this life
Êàæäûé äåíü - ýòî äåíü íàøåãî ïðîáóæäåíèÿ ê æèçíè ,

Another chance another line to define
Åù¸ îäèí øàíñ äëÿ îïðåäåëåíèÿ äðóãîãî íàïðàâëåíèÿ ,

And we will dance, we will play, and experience a lifetime
È ìû ñòàíöóåì , ìû ñûãðàåì è ïðîæèâ¸ì âñþ æèçíü .

Every day is a day we die
Êàæäûé äåíü - ýòî äåíü íàøåé ñìåðòè

Cos I know they would steal your heart…
Ïîòîìó ÷òî ÿ çíàþ , îíè óêðàäóò òâî¸ ñåðäöå ...

N’ I know they would steal your heart to see my love tortured
Íåò , ÿ çíàþ , ÷òî îíè óêðàäóò òâî¸ ñåðäöå , ÷òîáû óâèäåòü ìó÷åíèÿ ìîåé ëþáâè

Render trust a hostage to fortune
Èçîáðàæàÿ äîâåðèå çàëîæíèêó ñóäüáû .

Rumors seduce like wildfire
Ñïëåòíè îáîëüùàþò , êàê äèêèé îãîíü .

Steal your heart to see my love tortured…
Âûêðàäè ñâî¸ ñåðäöå , ÷òîáû óâèäåòü ìó÷åíèÿ ìîåé ëþáâè ...

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ïåðåâîä ìîé è Google/ îðèãèíàëüíûé òåêñò ãðóïïû "POTF"
Ðóáðèêè:  Òåêñòû ïåñåí POTF è ïåðåâîä/àëüáîì "Jealous Gods" 2014

Ìåòêè:  

POTF - Clear Blue Sky (àëüáîì "Jealous Gods" 2014).

Äíåâíèê

Ñóááîòà, 09 Äåêàáðÿ 2017 ã. 02:35 + â öèòàòíèê
×èñòîå ãîëóáîå íåáî .


I want to feel the sun shine
ß õî÷ó ïî÷óâñòâîâàòü ñîëíå÷íûé ñâåò

On my face like a new day’s just begun
Íà ñâî¸ì ëèöå , êàê òîëüêî íà÷í¸òñÿ íîâûé äåíü.

And I’ll steal a moment’s fun
È ÿ óêðàäó ìãíîâåíèå

And reflect on all those days long dead and gone
È ïîäóìàþ î òîì âðåìåíè , äàâíî ïðîøåäøåì è ì¸ðòâîì .

The memories still rock my cradle
Âîñïîìèíàíèÿ âñ¸ åù¸ êà÷àþò ìîþ êîëûáåëü ,

Yesterdays sing me a lullaby
Êîëûáåëüíóþ ïî¸ò ìíå ïðîøëîå .

I can’t fight it
ß íå ìîãó áîðîòüñÿ ñ ýòèì

It takes me back
Îíî âîçâðàùàåò ìåíÿ îáðàòíî

To the days when you and I ran free of worries
Ê òåì äíÿì , êîãäà òû è ÿ èìåëè ïîëíóþ ñâîáîäó îò çàáîò

Underneath the wide, clear, blue sky
Ïîä íåîáúÿòíûì,÷èñòûì ,ãîëóáûì íåáîì .

I’ll never be the one, no
Íåò , ÿ íèêîãäà íå áóäó òåì

To regret the things that I have never done
Ñîæàëåþùåì î âåùàõ , ÷òî íèêîãäà íå äåëàë .

And I’ll reason with, with myself till I no longer feel the need to justify
È ÿ áóäó óáåäèòåëåí , ñ ñàìèì ñîáîé , à ïîêà ÿ áîëåå íå ÷óâñòâóþ íåîáõîäèìîñòè îïðàâäûâàòüñÿ .

I can’t fight it
ß íå ìîãó áîðîòüñÿ ñ ýòèì

It takes me back
Îíî âîçâðàùàåò ìåíÿ îáðàòíî

And I remember reaching high,
È ÿ ïîìíþ âûñøåå äîñòèæåíèå ,

like borne on wings of sheer belief through my clear blue sky
÷èñòàÿ Âåðà íà êðûëüÿõ , ÷åðåç ìî¸ ÿñíîå ãîëóáîå íåáî .

Thinking ’bout the times we had
Ðàçìûøëåíèÿ î âðåìåíè , êîòîðûì ìû îáëàäàëè ,

All our days in the sun
Âñå íàøè ñîëíå÷íûå äíè .

Memories now brilliant and mad
Ñåé÷àñ âîñïîìèíàíèÿ ñâåðêàþùèå è ñóìàñáðîäíûå

They still linger on
Îíè âñ¸ åù¸ ìåäëÿò .

Can’t fight it
Íå ìîãó áîðîòüñÿ ñ ýòèì

It takes me back
Îíî âîçâðàùàåò ìåíÿ îáðàòíî .

To the days when you and I ran free of worries
Ê òåì äíÿì , êîãäà òû è ÿ èìåëè ïîëíóþ ñâîáîäó îò çàáîò

Underneath the wide, clear, blue sky
Ïîä íåîáúÿòíûì,÷èñòûì,ãîëóáûì íåáîì .

I can’t fight it
ß íå ìîãó áîðîòüñÿ ñ ýòèì

It takes me back
Îíî âîçâðàùàåò ìåíÿ îáðàòíî .

And I remember reaching high,
È ÿ ïîìíþ âûñøåå äîñòèæåíèå ,

like borne on wings of sheer belief through my clear blue sky
îãðîìíàÿ Âåðà íà êðûëüÿõ , ÷åðåç ìî¸ ÿñíîå ãîëóáîå íåáî .

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ïåðåâîä ìîé è Google/ îðèãèíàëüíûé òåêñò ãðóïïû "POTF"
Ðóáðèêè:  Òåêñòû ïåñåí POTF è ïåðåâîä/àëüáîì "Jealous Gods" 2014

Ìåòêè:  

POTF - Nothing stays the same(àëüáîì "Jealous Gods" 2014).

Äíåâíèê

Ïîíåäåëüíèê, 04 Äåêàáðÿ 2017 ã. 02:14 + â öèòàòíèê
Íè÷òî íå îñòà¸òñÿ ïðåæíèì .

I’ve talked to the ladies down the walk
ß ðàçãîâàðèâàë ñî ñïóñêàþùèìèñÿ ëåäè íà ïðîãóëêå

I’ve drunk in tattoos that have brought the world to my eyes
ß ïüÿíûé â òàòóèðîâêàõ , ïîâëèÿâøèå íà ìèð ñ ìîèìè ãëàçàìè .

Understanding opens doors
Ñïîñîáíîñòü ïîíèìàòü îòêðûâàåò äâåðè ,

to the intricate weave of how good tomorrow could be
ê çàìûñëîâàòîìó ñïëåòåíèþ òîãî , íàñêîëüêî õîðîøèì ìîæåò áûòü çàâòðà .

Been doused in elixir to numb my pains
Áûë îáëèò ýëèêñèðîì ,÷òîáû ïðèòóïèòü áîëü

And black and white thoughts have all bowed to me
È âñå ÷¸ðíî-áåëûå ìûñëè ïðåêëîíèëèñü ìíå

As I’ve walked through their unlit corridors
Êîãäà ÿ ïðîø¸ë ÷åðåç èõ ò¸ìíûå êîðèäîðû.

And weak as I am you’re like an angel standing by me
È ñëàáûé ,êàê ÿ , òû ñëîâíî àíãåë,ïîääåðæèâàåøü ìåíÿ .

When sorrow calls my name
Êîãäà ïå÷àëü íàçûâàåò ìî¸ èìÿ

I know nothing stays the same
ß çíàþ , íè÷òî íå îñòà¸òñÿ ïðåæíèì .

I’ve talked to the men of high regard
ß ðàçãîâàðèâàë ñ ëþäüìè ñ âûñîêîé îöåíêîé

In rooms ever white and my soul grew dark by their words
 êîìíàòàõ âñåãäà áåëûõ è ìîÿ äóøà òåìíåëà îò èõ ñëîâ .

Softly sweet as kissing lips
Ìÿãêî - ñëàäêèå ,êàê ïîöåëóè

A kaleidoscope of no consolation at all
Êàëåéäîñêîï íå óòåøåíèå äëÿ âñåõ .

I’ve bargained my bit with fate and all
ß äîãîâîðèëñÿ î ñâîåé äîëè ñ ñóäüáîé è âñåìè

With no preconceptions of immortality
Áåç ïðåäðàññóäêîâ î áåññìåðòèè.

I rolled the dice uncompromised
Áåñêîìïðîìèññíî ÿ áðîñèë êîñòè

And lost as I am you’re my good samaritan
È ïîòåðÿë , êàê ÿ , òû ìîé äîáðûé ñàìàðèòÿíèí .

When sorrow calls my name
Êîãäà ïå÷àëü íàçûâàåò ìî¸ èìÿ

I know nothing stays the same
ß çíàþ , íè÷òî íå îñòà¸òñÿ ïðåæíèì .

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ïåðåâîä ìîé è Google/ îðèãèíàëüíûé òåêñò ãðóïïû "POTF".
Ðóáðèêè:  Òåêñòû ïåñåí POTF è ïåðåâîä/àëüáîì "Jealous Gods" 2014

Ìåòêè:  

POTF - Jealous Gods (àëüáîì "Jealous Gods" 2014).

Äíåâíèê

Ñóááîòà, 25 Íîÿáðÿ 2017 ã. 00:50 + â öèòàòíèê
Ðåâíèâûå áîãè.


Can you feel the void between us
Òû ìîæåøü ïî÷óâñòâîâàòü áåçäíó ðàçäåëÿþùóþ íàñ ?

Nothing there but light, yet it seems
Íè÷åãî êðîìå ñâåòà ,íî êàæåòñÿ

Like the weight of the world
Êàê âåñ âñåãî ìèðà

Keeping us here in the dark.
Õðàíèò íàñ çäåñü ,â òåìíîòå .

If I allow our blessings define us,
Åñëè ÿ ïîçâîëþ íàøåìó ñ÷àñòüþ îõàðàêòåðèçîâàòü íàñ,

Bearing the scars of our loss
Íîñèòü øðàìû íàøèõ ïîòåðü .

Like it's all we deserve
Ýòî âñ¸ ,÷òî ìû çàñëóæèâàåì .

When passions we hold will depart.
Õîòÿ ñòðàñòü ,ìû ñ÷èòàåì , óìð¸ò.

If I could build a bridge between us
Åñëè ÿ ñìîãó ïîñòðîèòü ìîñò ìåæäó íàìè

Arcs of soaring rainbows
Èçãèáû ïàðÿùèõ ðàäóã .

Strength of mother earth
Ñèëà ìàòåðèíñêîé çåìëè .

Would it fill our hearts.
Íàïîëíèò ëè ýòî íàøè ñåðäöà ?

If I instilled a faith to guide us
Åñëè ÿ âñåëþ âåðó ,÷òîáû âåñòè íàñ

Blind and sweet like free flow
Ñëåïîé è ëàñêîâûé ,êàê âîëüíûé ïîòîê

A seed in every word.
Íà÷àëî â êàæäîì îáåùàíèè .

Could we lose the facades
Ìîæåì ëè ìû ïîòåðÿòü âèäèìîñòü ?

Are we just jealous gods?
Ìû ïðîñòî ðåâíèâûå áîãè ?

With every wall ablaze around us
Îò êàæäîé ñòåíû ,ïûëàþùåé îêîëî íàñ

Calling out your name
Êðè÷ó òâî¸ èìÿ .

Like It's now and never surrender,
Ñëîâíî ,ýòî íàñòîÿùåå è íèêîãäà íå ñäàâàòüñÿ ,

Victory is yours to claim.
Òðåáîâàíèå òâîåé ïîáåäû .

By every trick of light by sleight-of-hand,
Êàæäûé ôîêóñ ,ëèøü ëîâêîñòü ðóê ,

That makes a miracle reality right where you stand.
Ýòî äåëàåò ÷óäî ,äåéñòâèòåëüíîñòüþ ,èìåííî òàì, ãäå òû íàõîäèøüñÿ .

They got their claws in good and deep
Îíè âöåïèëèñü êîãòÿìè â äîáðî è ïîãðóçèëèñü

So you see there ain't no placing the blame.
Èòàê , òû âèäèøü òàì íå èùóò âèíîâíûõ .

And so I'll build a bridge between us,
È çíà÷èò ÿ ïîñòðîþ ìîñò ìåæäó íàìè ,

Arcs of soaring rainbows,
Èçãèáû ïàðÿùèõ ðàäóã ,

Strength of mother earth
Ñèëà ìàòåðèíñêîé çåìëè .

For a brand new start.
Äëÿ íîâîãî íà÷àëà .

And instill new faith to guide us
È âíóøèòü íîâóþ âåðó , ÷òî ïîâåä¸ò íàñ

Blind and sweet like free flow
Ñëåïîé è ëàñêîâûé , êàê âîëüíûé ïîòîê

With every single word.
Ñ êàæäûì ñëîâîì.

We won't go down as frauds
Ìû íå èìååì ïðèâû÷êè îáìàíûâàòü

Like jealous gods,
Êàê ðåâíèâûå áîãè ,

Like jealous gods.
Êàê ðåâíèâûå áîãè .

We are the perfect flaws -
Ìû óñîâåðøåíñòâîâàííûå ïîðîêè -

Perfect with our flaws -
Áåçóïðå÷íûå ñ íàøèìè ïîðîêàìè -

Just jealous gods,
Ïðîñòî ðåâíèâûå áîãè ,

Just jealous gods.
Ïðîñòî ðåâíèâûå áîãè .

We're the perfect flaws,
Ìû óñîâåðøåíñòâîâàííûå ïîðîêè,

The perfect flaws.
Áåçóïðå÷íûå ïîðîêè .

I can sense your apprehension
ß ìîãó ïî÷óâñòâîâàòü òâî¸ îïàñåíèå

Fear for naught for I'm here
Íå áîéñÿ , âåäü ÿ çäåñü

And I'm made of your love
È ÿ ïðèäóìàí òâîåé ëþáîâüþ

Found in the quick of things.
Áûñòðî íàéäóñü â ëè÷íûõ âåùàõ .

And we can walk the bridge between us
È ìû ìîæåì ïðîéòè ìîñò ìåæäó íàìè

Arcs of soaring rainbows,
Èçãèáû ïàðÿùèõ ðàäóã ,

Strength of mother earth,
Ñèëà ìàòåðèíñêîé çåìëè ,

Let it fill our hearts
Íàïîëíèò íàøè ñåðäöà .

And instill a faith to guide us
È âíóøèò âåðó , ÷òî ïîâåä¸ò íàñ .

Blind and sweet like free flow
Ñëåïîé è ëàñêîâûé ,êàê âîëüíûé ïîòîê

There's a joy for every hurt.
Óäîâîëüñòâèå âìåñòî îáèäû .

Forgiveness in the flaws
Ñíèñõîäèòåëüíîñòü â ïîðîêàõ ,

Even for jealous gods.
Êàê ðàç äëÿ ðåâíèâûõ áîãîâ .

ïåðåâîä ìîé è Google/ îðèãèíàëüíûé òåêñò ãðóïïû "POTF"
Ðóáðèêè:  Òåêñòû ïåñåí POTF è ïåðåâîä/àëüáîì "Jealous Gods" 2014

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