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Poets of the Fall - Roses ( àëüáîì ''Carnival of Rust'' 2006 ãîä ).

Äíåâíèê

×åòâåðã, 30 Èþëÿ 2020 ã. 01:23 + â öèòàòíèê
Ðîçû.

I’ve walked the distance, I paid my dues
ß ïðîø¸ë ïóòü, çàïëàòèë ïî ñ÷åòàì

And tried to have a go at what I thought I knew was real
È ïûòàëñÿ ïîïðîáîâàòü òî, ÷òî, êàê ÿ äóìàë çíàë

Held no appeal
Íå ïîëüçóÿñü ïîïóëÿðíîñòüþ

I’ve been to places, I’ve seen the tidings
ß ïîáûâàë â ðàçíûõ ìåñòàõ, ÿ ïðîñìîòðåë èíôîðìàöèþ

I bought a book of rules for every coin that I could steal
ß êóïèë êíèãó ïðàâèë äëÿ êàæäîé ìîíåòû, êîòîðîé ìîã îâëàäåòü

And so I came to gaze upon the stars
È ïîýòîìó ÿ ïðèø¸ë âçãëÿíóòü íà çâ¸çäû

When they were yet unborn
Êîãäà èõ òàì åù¸ íåò

And consequently, tear at my old scars
È ñëåäîâàòåëüíî, íåëüçÿ ïîâðåäèòü ìîè ñòàðûå øðàìû

And the mask I had outworn
È ìàñêó, êîòîðàÿ íà ìíå äàâíî

So when I’m crying alone
Ïîýòîìó ìíå ïëîõî â îäèíî÷åñòâå

Yeah, when I’m cold as a dying stone
Äà, õîëîäíî, êàê óìèðàþùåìó çâóêó øàãîâ

Grow me a garden of roses
Âûðàñòè ìíå ñàä ðîç

Paint me the colors of sky and rain
Íàðèñóé ìåíÿ êðàñêàìè íåáà è äîæäÿ
( Ðàñêðàñü ìåíÿ ïðîçðà÷íûìè êðàñêàìè ëàçóðè)

Teach me to speak with their voices
Íàó÷è ìåíÿ ãîâîðèòü èõ ãîëîñàìè

Show me the way and I’ll try again
Óêàæè ìíå äîðîãó è ÿ ïîïðîáóþ ñíîâà

I’ve heard the rumors, started fires
ß ñëûøàë ñëóõè ïîðàæäàþùèå ïîæàð

I sowed a sordid lot of plays for keeps for what I need
È êàê íåîáõîäèìîñòü, ÿ ñî÷èíèë íåñêîëüêî ãðÿçíûõ èñòîðèé

Behold the demons that I freed
Êàê ñëåäñòâèå, ÿ âûïóñòèë äåìîíîâ

I’ve tried my best at wearing the hard hat
ß î÷åíü ñòàðàëñÿ êàçàòüñÿ "óìíûì"

But healing doesn’t seem to happen
Íî èñöåëåíèÿ,êàæåòñÿ, íå ïðîèñõîäèò

When you hide away the seed
Êîãäà òû äîëãî ïðÿ÷åøüñÿ

And so I came across the medicine man
È òàê ÿ íàòêíóëñÿ íà ëåêàðÿ

And he showed me what I’d forlorn
È îí ïîêàçàë ìíå, íàñêîëüêî ÿ íåñ÷àñòåí

For if I’m stayed it happens by my own hand
Èáî,åñëè îñòàíóñü, ÿ ñäåëàþ ýòî ñîáñòâåííîðó÷íî

And my own voice full of scorn
È ìîé íàñìåøëèâûé ãîëîñ

So when I’m crying alone
Ïîýòîìó ìíå ïëîõî â îäèíî÷åñòâå

Yeah, when I’m cold as a dying stone
Äà, õîëîäíî, êàê óìèðàþùåìó çâóêó øàãîâ

Grow me a garden of roses
Âûðàñòè ìíå ñàä ðîç

Paint me the colors of sky and rain
Íàðèñóé ìåíÿ êðàñêàìè íåáà è äîæäÿ

Teach me to speak with their voices
Íàó÷è ìåíÿ ãîâîðèòü èõ ãîëîñàìè

Show me the way and I’ll try again
Óêàæè ìíå äîðîãó è ÿ ïîïðîáóþ ñíîâà

Without you I’m nothing at all
Áåç òåáÿ ÿ ñîâåðøåííî ïîòåðÿí ( íèêòî )

And life has the face of a morbid game
È æèçíü ñëîâíî ìðà÷íàÿ èãðà

With you nothing seems impossible
Ñ òîáîé íåò íè÷åãî íåâîçìîæíîãî

It all seems to fit the frame
È âñ¸ ýòî êàæåòñÿ ïîäñòàâîé

So when I’m crying alone
Ïîýòîìó ìíå ïëîõî â îäèíî÷åñòâå

Yeah, when I’m cold as a dying stone
Äà, õîëîäíî, êàê óìèðàþùåìó çâóêó øàãîâ

Grow me a garden of roses
Âûðàñòè ìíå ñàä ðîç

Paint me the colors of sky and rain
Íàðèñóé ìåíÿ êðàñêàìè íåáà è äîæäÿ

Teach me to speak with their voices
Íàó÷è ìåíÿ ãîâîðèòü èõ ãîëîñàìè

Show me the way and I’ll try again
Óêàæè ìíå äîðîãó è ÿ ïîïðîáóþ ñíîâà

*Ïåðåâîä ìîé è Google / îðèãèíàëüíûé òåêñò ãðóïïû '' Poets of the Fall ''.
Ðóáðèêè:  Òåêñòû ïåñåí POTF è ïåðåâîä/àëüáîì "Carnival of Rust" 2006
Òåêñòû ïåñåí POTF è ïåðåâîä/Ñáîðíèê "Alchemy Vol.1" 2011

Ìåòêè:  

Poets of the Fall - Fire ( àëüáîì "Carnival of Rust'' 2006 ãîä ).

Äíåâíèê

Ñðåäà, 29 Èþëÿ 2020 ã. 00:47 + â öèòàòíèê
Ñòðåëüáà.

It’s a bit like a trip, but you hit it with a slip of a tongue
Ýòî íåìíîãî ïîõîæå ïîõîæå íà ïîåçäêó, íî òû ïîðàçèëà çàñêîëüçèâ ÿçûêîì

Like a whip, and we’re sinking
Ñëîâíî êíóòîì, è ìû òîíåì

It ain’t cool to be cool, though you may think it a laudable tool
Íå êðóòî áûòü íàõàëüíûì, õîòÿ òû ìîæåøü ïîäóìàòü, ÷òî ýòî ñðåäñòâî ïîõâàëüáû

Of self evaluation, of ego cultivation
Ñàìîîöåíêà, ïåñòîâàíèå ýãî

N’ I’m rolling my eyes like the stones for the lies
Íåò, ÿ íå çàêàòûâàþ ãëàçà, íå âåðÿ ñêàçàííîìó

Is it really all about the size or just a simple vice…
Ýòî äåéñòâèòåëüíî î ðàçìåðå èëè ïðîñòî ïîðîê...

Oh, and it makes the news
Îõ, è ýòî äåëàåò íîâîñòè

Oh, cos it sings the blues
Îõ, ïîòîìó ÷òî ïîþò áëþç

I feel the fire flare alight inside me
ß ÷óâñòâóþ îãíåííóþ âñïûøêó âíóòðè ñåáÿ

Higher so I can see
Óâåëè÷åíèå, ÷òîáû ÿ ìîã âèäåòü

N’ aspire to survive this fight in spite of
Íåò, íå ñòðåìèòåñü âûæèòü â ýòîé áîðüáå, çëÿñü íà

Liars and travesty
Áàëàãàííûõ ëæåöîâ

Oh fire
Ñòðåëüáà

Did you think that I’d blink, that I’d go and take the ink to your control
Òû äóìàëà, ÷òî ÿ ìîðãíó, ïîéäó è âîçüìó ÷åðíèëà ïîä ñâîé êîíòðîëü

That I’d sell my soul
×òî ÿ ïðîäàì ñâîþ äóøó

And does it ring any bells that it sells
È ïîçâîíþ ëè â êîëîêîëà, êîãäà ïðîäàþ

That we’re living out of shells in a shotgun
×òî ìû æèâ¸ì íà ãèëüçàõ èç äðîáîâèêà

If we couldn’t shoot, we’d have to run
Åñëè ìû íå ñìîæåì ñòðåëÿòü, ìû âûéäåì â òèðàæ

And finally the cerebral fantasy
È íàêîíåö èíòåëëåêòóàëüíàÿ ôàíòàçèÿ

Better genes and machines, so we can die looking like we’re teens
Ëó÷øèå ãåíû è àïïàðàòóðà, òàê ìû ìîæåì óìåðåòü â ïîèñêàõ, ñëîâíî ìû ïîäðîñòêè

Like snapshot scenes in smithereens…
Îáùåå ïðåäñòàâëåíèå â êëî÷üÿ...

Oh, and the ones we choose
Îõ, è ìû ñàìè âûáèðàåì

Oh, witch hunting fools
Ãëóïåéøàÿ îõîòà íà âåäüì

I feel the fire…
ß ÷óâñòâóþ îãîíü

Look there it is in the news again, yeah
Ñìîòðè, ýòî ñíîâà â íîâîñòÿõ, äà

There it goes singing the blues again
Òàì îïÿòü ïîþò áëþç

Fire flare alight inside me…
Îãîíü âñïûõíóë âî ìíå...

Fire, return my joy cos I’m so
Ñòðåëüáà, âåðíè ìíå íàñëàæäåíèå, ïîòîìó ÷òî ÿ òàêîé

Tired, tired of me
Óñòàâøèé, íàäîåë ñåáå

Inspire the weary eyed to see the
Âäîõíîâèòå óñòàâøèå ãëàçà óâèäåòü

Ire and Irony
Äîñàäà è Èðîíèÿ

Oh fire
Ñòðåëüáà

* Ïåðåâîä ìîé è Google / îðèãèíàëüíûé òåêñò ãðóïïû '' Poets of the Fall ''.
( ÿ íàäåþñü ïðàâèëüíî ïîíÿëà ýòîò òåêñò è ìíå õîòÿ áû íåìíîãî óäàëîñü óëîâèòü ýòî â ïåðåâîäå).
Ðóáðèêè:  Òåêñòû ïåñåí POTF è ïåðåâîä/àëüáîì "Carnival of Rust" 2006

Ìåòêè:  

POTF - King of Fools ( àëüáîì '' Carnival of Rust '' 2006 ).

Äíåâíèê

Ïîíåäåëüíèê, 06 ßíâàðÿ 2020 ã. 18:55 + â öèòàòíèê
Êîðîëü äóðàêîâ.


I worry that I can’t give you what you need
Ìåíÿ âîëíóåò, ÷òî ÿ íå ñìîãó äàòü âàì òî, ÷òî âàì íóæíî

That you’ll find nothing underneath the peel
Ïîä êîðêîé âû íè÷åãî íå îáíàðóæèòå

That I can’t undo the times we disagreed
È ÿ íå ñìîãó îòìåíèòü âðåìåíà íàøèõ ðàçíîãëàñèé

That I can’t ignore the way I feel
Íî ÿ íå ìîãó èãíîðèðîâàòü òî, ÷òî ÷óâñòâóþ

Cos what I feel is the only truth I know
Ïîòîìó ÷òî çíàþ òî, ÷òî ÿ ÷óâñòâóþ ÿâëÿåòñÿ åäèíñòâåííîé ïðàâäîé

And I get by on this naivete of youth
È ìíå íðàâèòüñÿ ýòà íàèâíîñòü ìîëîäîñòè

If what I feel is the only truth
Åñëè òî, ÷òî ÿ ÷óâñòâóþ åäèíñòâåííàÿ ïðàâäà

And what I give out will make up what I’ll receive
È òî, ÷òî ÿ äàì ïðîïîðöèîíàëüíî òîìó, ÷òî ÿ ïîëó÷ó

Can I leave behind my naivete of youth?
Ìîãó ëè ÿ îòïóñòèòü ñâîþ íàèâíîñòü ìîëîäîñòè ?

Will I be crucified for wanting to believe?
Áóäó ëè ÿ çàìó÷åí çà æåëàíèå âåðèòü ?

I believe
ß âåðþ

Could you hold us up if I would drag us down?
Åñëè áû ÿ ïîòàùèë íàñ âíèç, íàñ áû óäåðæàëè îò ýòîãî ?

Resurrect emotions from our past
Âîñêðåñøèå ýìîöèè èç ïðîøëîãî

N’ if they had a king for fools would you wear the crown?
Òîëüêî åñëè áû ó íèõ áûë êîðîëü äóðàêîâ, òû áû íàäåë ýòó êîðîíó?

Build us up again and make us last
Âîñêðåñè íàñ è çàáóäü

Cos what I feel is the only truth for me
Ïîòîìó ÷òî äëÿ ìåíÿ òî, ÷òî ÿ ÷óâñòâóþ ÿâëÿåòñÿ åäèíñòâåííîé ïðàâäîé

And I get by on this naivete of youth
È ìíå íðàâèòüñÿ ýòà íàèâíîñòü ìîëîäîñòè

If what I feel is the only truth
Åñëè òî, ÷òî ÿ ÷óâñòâóþ åäèíñòâåííàÿ ïðàâäà

And what I give out will make up what I’ll receive
È òî, ÷òî ÿ äàì ïðîïîðöèîíàëüíî òîìó, ÷òî ïîëó÷ó

Can I still leave behind my naivete of youth?
Ìîãó ëè ÿ âñ¸ æå îñòàâèòü ñâîþ íàèâíîñòü ìîëîäîñòè?

Will I be crucified for wanting to believe?
Áóäó ëè ÿ çàìó÷åí çà æåëàíèå âåðèò ?

I believe
ß âåðþ

And if we don’t worry about a thing
È åñëè ìû íå áóäåì ïåðåæèâàòü î ÷¸ì-òî

Will we be sorry when the rain is falling again
Áóäåì ëè ìû ñîæàëåòü, ÷òî ñíîâà ïîø¸ë äîæäü ?

And what does it matter
È êàêàÿ ðàçíèöà

If fortune should favor
Åñëè ôîðòóíà äîëæíà áëàãîâîëèòü

It’s never the final amen
È ýòî äàëåêî íå ôèíàë. Àìèíü.

If what I feel is the only truth
Åñëè òî, ÷òî ÿ ÷óâñòâóþ åäèíñòâåííàÿ ïðàâäà

And what I give out will make up what I’ll receive
È òî, ÷òî ÿ äàì ïðîïîðöèîíàëüíî òîìó, ÷òî ÿ ïîëó÷ó

Can I still leave behind my naivete of youth?
Ìîãó ëè ÿ âñ¸ æå îñòàâèòü ñâîþ íàèâíîñòü ìîëîäîñòè?

Will I be crucified for wanting to believe?
Áóäó ëè ÿ çàìó÷åí çà æåëàíèå âåðèò ?

I believe
ß âåðþ

*
Ïåðåâîä ìîé è Google / îðèãèíàëüíûé òåêñò ãðóïïû '' POTF ''.
Ðóáðèêè:  Òåêñòû ïåñåí POTF è ïåðåâîä/àëüáîì "Carnival of Rust" 2006

Ìåòêè:  

POTF - Sorry go'round ( àëüáîì " Carnival of rust " 2006 ).

Äíåâíèê

×åòâåðã, 21 Èþíÿ 2018 ã. 03:17 + â öèòàòíèê
Èçâèíè , òû õîäèøü êðóãàìè .

The devil may smile with an angel’s face
Äüÿâîë ìîæåò óëûáàòüñÿ , ñëîâíî àíãåë

A cat may be stolen of its grace
Êîøêà ìîæåò áûòü óêðàäåííîé èç ìèëîñåðäèÿ

They say it’s just a matter of time and place
Îíè ñêàçàëè , ýòî ïðîñòî âîïðîñ âðåìåíè è ìåñòà .

A man may be less than an animal
×åëîâåê ìîæåò áûòü îãðàíè÷åííåå æèâîòíîãî .

The antichrist write up the honor roll
Çàïèøèòå àíòèõðèñòà â ñïèñîê äëÿ ïî÷åñòåé .

The tightrope walker take the final fall
Êàíàòîõîäåö èñïîëüçóåò â ôèíàëå ïàäåíèå

(At his house, in the bathroom, on a holiday, and that’s in the news)
 åãî äîìå , â âàííîé , íà ïðàçäíèêå , è èìåííî â íîâîñòÿõ .

Oh, the things you see
Íó , ýòî òî , ÷òî òû âèäèøü

Makes ignorance bliss for you and me, yeah,
Ñäåëàåò íåçíàíèå áëàæåíñòâîì , äëÿ òåáÿ è ìåíÿ , äà

When arrogance does publicity,
Êîãäà âûñîêîìåðèå ñòàíîâèòüñÿ ïóáëè÷íûì ,

Smiling happily
Ñ÷àñòëèâî óëûáàÿñü .

It’s a merry go round and around and around
È ýòà âåñ¸ëàÿ êàðóñåëü è êðóæèò , è êðóæèò .

The begging boy becomes the begging man
Ìàëü÷èê - ïîïðîøàéêà ñòàíîâèòüñÿ ìóæ÷èíîé

The zealot never saves the sacrificial lamb
Ôàíàòèê íèêîãäà íå ñïàñ¸ò æåðòâåííóþ îâöó

And a child wants to know if the Candyman can
Åñëè è ðåá¸íîê õî÷åò çíàòü âîçìîæíîñòè Êýíäèìåíà .

Everybody wants the fancy car
Êàæäûé õî÷åò ðîñêîøíûé àâòîìîáèëü

And we’ve all been told not to run too far
È âñåì íàì ñêàçàëè , íå çàáåãàòü òàê äàëåêî ,

But everybody wants to be a rock’n’roll star
Íî êàæäûé õî÷åò áûòü çâåçäîé ðîê-í-ðîëëà .

Oh, the things you see
Íó , ýòî òî , ÷òî òû âèäèøü

Makes arrogance seem the way to be, yeah,
È êàæåòñÿ äåëàåò âûñîêîìåðèå åäèíñòâåííûì ñïîñîáîì ñóùåñòâîâàíèÿ , äà

When ignorance spreads conformity,
Êîãäà íåâåæåñòâî ðàñïðîñòðàíÿåòñÿ íà ñîîòâåòñòâèå òðåáîâàíèÿì ,

Smiling happily
Ñ÷àñòëèâî óëûáàÿñü .

It’s a merry go round and around and around
Ýòà âåñ¸ëàÿ êàðóñåëü è êðóæèò , è êðóæèò .

*
ïåðåâîä ìîé è Google / îðèãèíàëüíûé òåêñò ãðóïïû "POTF"
( îñòðî , Ìàðêî - ñóïåð )
Ðóáðèêè:  Òåêñòû ïåñåí POTF è ïåðåâîä/àëüáîì "Carnival of Rust" 2006

POTF - Gravity ( àëüáîì "Carnival of Rust" 2006 ).

Äíåâíèê

Âîñêðåñåíüå, 03 Èþíÿ 2018 ã. 02:34 + â öèòàòíèê
Ïðèòÿæåíèå .

Here at the station, standing in the rain
Ñòîþ , çäåñü íà ñòàíöèè , â äîæäü

Lost in my train of thought
Ïîòåðÿëñÿ â ñâîèõ ìûñëÿõ

Looking around for a better time again
Ïîäõîäÿùèé ìîìåíò , ÷òîáû ñíîâà îãëÿäåòüñÿ ïî ñòîðîíàì ,

But yesterday ain’t running on this track
Íî â÷åðà íà ýòîì òðåêå , ýòî íå ðàáîòàëî .

Unpredictable fortune, my past
Ìî¸ íåïðåäñêàçóåìîå ïðîøëîå

Lights up my future, at last
Íàêîíåö îñâåùàåò ìî¸ áóäóùåå ,

Ending my torture
Îêîí÷àíèå ìîèõ ìóê .

Like gravity like love,
Êàê ïðèòÿæåíèå , êàê è ëþáîâü ,

You get up after you fall
Òû âñòà¸øü ïîñëå ïàäåíèÿ

Like gravity like love
Êàê ïðèòÿæåíèå , êàê è ëþáîâü .

I’m not afraid anymore
ß óæå íå áîþñü .

Like gravity like love,
Êàê ïðèòÿæåíèå , êàê è ëþáîâü ,

You get up after you fall, I ain’t afraid no more
Òû âñòà¸øü ïîñëå ïàäåíèÿ , ÿ áîëüøå íå áîþñü .

Out of no reason I’ve decided to stay
Íå áåç ïðè÷èí , ÿ ðåøèë îñòàòüñÿ

Present a solution, to the problem
Ïðåäñòàâèòü ðàçðåøåíèå , ïðîáëåìû

Typical of me, that I concentrate on the destination
Òèïè÷íî äëÿ ìåíÿ , ÷òî ÿ ñîñðåäîòî÷åí íà öåëè

So much that I miss the journey there and back
Òàê ìíîãî , ÷òî ÿ ñêó÷àþ â ïîåçäêå òóäà è îáðàòíî .

Unpredictable fortune, my past
Ìî¸ íåïðåäñêàçóåìîå ïðîøëîå

Lights up my future, at last
Íàêîíåö îñâåùàåò ìî¸ áóäóùåå ,

Ending my torture
Îêîí÷àíèå ìîèõ ìóê .

Like gravity like love,
Êàê ïðèòÿæåíèå , êàê è ëþáîâü ,

You get up after you fall
Òû âñòà¸øü ïîñëå ïàäåíèÿ

Like gravity like love
Êàê ïðèòÿæåíèå , êàê è ëþáîâü

I’m not afraid anymore
ß óæå íå áîþñü

Like gravity like love,
Êàê ïðèòÿæåíèå , êàê è ëþáîâü ,

You get up after you fall, I ain’t afraid no more
Òû âñòà¸øü ïîñëå ïàäåíèå , ÿ áîëüøå íå áîþñü

If gravity was love, if gravity was love, if gravity was love…
Åñëè áû ïðèòÿæåíèå áûëî ëþáîâüþ , åñëè áû ïðèòÿæåíèå áûëî ëþáîâüþ ,
åñëè áû ïðèòÿæåíèå áûëî ëþáîâüþ...

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Ìåòêè:  

POTF - Carnival of Rust ( àëüáîì "Carnival of rust" 2006 )

Äíåâíèê

Ïîíåäåëüíèê, 28 Ìàÿ 2018 ã. 02:58 + â öèòàòíèê
Êàðíàâàë Ðæàâ÷èíû .

D’ you breath the name of your saviour in your hour of need
Òû âûäûõàë èìÿ ñâîåãî ñïàñèòåëÿ â ÷àñ áåäû ?

N’ taste the blame if the flavor should remind you of greed,
Íåò , âêóñ âèíû , åñëè ýòîò ïðèâêóñ íàïîìíèò òåáå î æàäíîñòè ,

Of implication, insinuation and ill will, till’ you cannot lie still
Ïîñëåäñòâèÿ , èíñèíóàöèè è çëîé âîëè , ïîêà òû íå ñìîæåøü ñïîêîéíî ëãàòü

In all this turmoil, before red cape and foil come closing in for a kill
Âî âñåõ íåóðÿäèöàõ , ïðåæäå ÷åì êðàñíûé ïëàù è ñëåä çâåðÿ ïðèâåäóò ê íàíåñåíèþ ïîñëåäíåãî óäàðà .

Come feed the rain
Ïðèäè ïîäïèòûâàÿ äîæäü

Cos I’m thirsty for your love dancing underneath the skies of lust
Ïîòîìó ÷òî ÿ æàæäó òâîåé ëþáâè , òàíöóþùåé ïîä íåáåñàìè ñòðàñòè

Yeah feed the rain
Äà , ïîäïèòûâàé äîæäü

Cos without your love my life ain’t nothing but this carnival of rust
Ïîòîìó ÷òî ìîÿ æèçíü áåç òâîåé ëþáâè , íå ÷òî èíîå , êàê êàðíàâàë ðæàâ÷èíû .

It’s all a game, avoiding failure, when true colors will bleed
Ýòî âñ¸ èãðà , íåäîïóùåíèå ïðîâàëà , êîãäà èñòèííàÿ ñóùíîñòü çàêðîâîòî÷èò .

All in the name of misbehavior and the things we don’t need
Âñ¸ â èìåíè ïîðîêà è âåùè , â êîòîðûõ ìû íå íóæäàåìñÿ .

I lust for after no disaster can touch us anymore
ß æåëàþ , ÷òîáû ïîñëå íèêàêèå áåäû óæå íå ìîãëè íàñ êîñíóòüñÿ

And more than ever, I hope to never fall, where enough is not the same it was before
È áîëüøå ÷åì êîãäà-ëèáî , ÿ íàäåþñü íèêîãäà íå óïàñòü , êîãäà ñåé÷àñ äîñòàòî÷íî , íå òî æå , ÷òî áûëî â÷åðà .

Come feed the rain…
Ïðèäè ïîäïèòûâàÿ äîæäü ...

Don’t walk away, don’t walk away, oh, when the world is burning
Íå óõîäè , íå óõîäè , êîãäà ìèð ãîðèò .

Don’t walk away, don’t walk away, oh, when the heart is yearning
Íå óõîäè , íå óõîäè , êîãäà ñåðäöå æàæäåò .

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Òåêñòû ïåñåí POTF è ïåðåâîä/Ñáîðíèê "Alchemy Vol.1" 2011

Ìåòêè:  

POTF - Locking up the Sun (àëüáîì "Carnival of Rust" 2006 ).

Äíåâíèê

Ñðåäà, 21 Ìàðòà 2018 ã. 02:50 + â öèòàòíèê
Çàïåðòîå ñîëíöå .

They’re locking up the sun, the light of reason gone
Ó íèõ çàïåðòî ñîëíöå , ñâåò ðàçóìà èñ÷åç

N’ hope has been successfully undone
Íå ñòîèò ðàññ÷èòûâàòü íà óñïåøíîå èñïðàâëåíèå .

The question’s burning on, where is it coming from
Âîïðîñ â äðóãîì , îòêóäà ýòî .

No-one seems to know the monster born
Ïîõîæå íèêòî íå çíàåò , ÷òî ìîíñòð ðîäèëñÿ

It’s a bad trip on a sinking ship, when no-one seems responsible
Ýòî íåóäà÷íàÿ ïîåçäêà íà òîíóùåì êîðàáëå , êîãäà íèêòî íè çà ÷òî íå îòâå÷àåò .

Scapegoat to rock the boat, yeah, we need someone expendable
Äà , íàì íóæåí êòî-òî äëÿ æåðòâû , êîç¸ë îòïóùåíèÿ , äëÿ ðàñêà÷êè ëîäêè

Volunteers to face the fears, can we be sensible
Äîáðîâîëüöû äëÿ áîðüáû ñî ñòðàõàìè , ñìîæåì ëè ìû âçÿòü ñåáÿ â ðóêè

And find a way to break the fall, find out the cure for all
È íàéòè ñïîñîá , êàê ñíÿòü öåïè , íàéòè ëåêàðñòâî äëÿ âñåõ .

Is there a hero somewhere, someone who appears and saves the day
Ñóùåñòâóåò ëè ãäå - òî ãåðîé , êòî -òî , êòî ñïàñàåò ïîëîæåíèå

Someone who holds out a hand and turns back time
Òîò , êòî ïðîòÿíåò ðóêó ïîìîùè è ïîâåðí¸ò âðåìÿ íàçàä .

Is there a hero somewhere, someone who will never walk away
Ñóùåñòâóåò ëè ãäå-òî ãåðîé , êòî-òî , êòî íèêîãäà íå óéä¸ò

Who doesn’t turn a blind eye to a crime
Êòî íå ïðîéä¸ò ìèìî ïðåñòóïëåíèÿ .

They’re locking up the sun, they have their chosen one
Ó íèõ çàïåðòî ñîëíöå , îíè ñäåëàëè ñâîé âûáîð .

You know this time they’ll make him play along
Òû çíàåøü , íà ýòîò ðàç îíè çàñòàâÿò åãî ïîäûãðàòü èì .

They’re taking to the arms, the fathers and their sons
Îíè áåðóò îðóæèå , îòöû è èõ ñûíîâüÿ

There’s nowhere left to run and hide
Íåêóäà áåæàòü è íåêóäà ïðÿòàòüñÿ .

It’s a bad trip on a sinking ship, when no-one seems responsible
Ýòî íåóäà÷íàÿ ïîåçäêà íà òîíóùåì êîðàáëå , êîãäà íèêòî íè çà ÷òî íå îòâå÷àåò .

Scapegoat to rock the boat, yeah, we need someone expendable
Íàì íóæåí êòî-òî äëÿ æåðòâû , äà , êîç¸ë îòïóùåíèÿ , äëÿ ðàñêà÷êè ëîäêè

Volunteers to face the fears, can we be sensible
Äîáðîâîëüöû äëÿ áîðüáû ñî ñòðàõàìè , ñìîæåì ëè ìû âçÿòü ñåáÿ â ðóêè

And find a way to break the fall, find out the cure for all
È íàéòè ñïîñîá , êàê ñíÿòü öåïè , íàéòè ëåêàðñòâî äëÿ âñåõ .

Is there a hero somewhere, someone who appears and saves the day
Ñóùåñòâóåò ëè ãäå-òî ãåðîé , êòî-òî ,êòî ñïàñàåò ïîëîæåíèå

Someone who holds out a hand and turns back time
Òîò , êòî ïðîòÿíåò ðóêó ïîìîùè è ïîâåðí¸ò âðåìÿ íàçàä .

Is there a hero somewhere, someone who will never walk away
Ñóùåñòâóåò ëè ãäå-òî ãåðîé , êòî-òî , êòî íèêîãäà íå óéä¸ò

Who doesn’t turn a blind eye to a crime
Êòî íå çàêðûâàåò ãëàçà íà ïðåñòóïëåíèå .

And in the emptiness, there’s a solution
È â ïóñòîòå , íàéä¸òñÿ ðåøåíèå

just look within yourself for absolution
ïðîñòî çàãëÿíè âíóòðü ñåáÿ , äëÿ îñâîáîæäåíèÿ .

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Ðóáðèêè:  Òåêñòû ïåñåí POTF è ïåðåâîä/àëüáîì "Carnival of Rust" 2006
Òåêñòû ïåñåí POTF è ïåðåâîä/Ñáîðíèê "Alchemy Vol.1" 2011

POTF - Desire (àëüáîì "Carnival of Rust" 2006 )

Äíåâíèê

Ïîíåäåëüíèê, 12 Ìàðòà 2018 ã. 03:22 + â öèòàòíèê
Æåëàíèå.

Fatal velocity, comes on with a rush
Ñìåðòåëüíàÿ ñêîðîñòü , áûñòðî äîñòèãíóòà

Overpowering, gives the final push
Íåïðåîäîëèìî , ñäåëàòü ïîñëåäíèé ðûâîê

What never moves, is never still
×òî äî ñèõ ïîð íè ðàçó , íèêîãäà íå äâèãàëîñü

Who has the final word
Ó êîãî åñòü ïîñëåäíåå ñëîâî ,

It holds the world in a single pill
Äåðæèò ìèð â îäíîé òàáëåòêå

And all life rendered absurd
È îêàæåòñÿ , ÷òî âñÿ æèçíü àáñóðäíà .

Kill sweet desire, faith may numb the trial
Óáåé ñëàäêîå æåëàíèå , äîâåðèå ìîæåò îêàìåíåòü îò èñïûòàíèé .

But can you run all your life
Íî ñìîæåøü ëè òû óáåãàòü âñþ ñâîþ æèçíü ?

Kill sweet desire, truth will make a liar
Óáåé ñëàäêîå æåëàíèå , ïðàâäà îñâîáîäèò ëæåöà

You can run but not hide
Òû ìîæåøü ñáåæàòü , âîò òîëüêî íå ñïðÿ÷åøüñÿ .

So run for your life
Òàê áåãè , ÷òîáû âûæèòü .

A false sincerity, a liar and a thief
Ôàëüøèâàÿ èñêðåííîñòü , ëæåö è âîð

My pulse and memory, a comfort within grief
Ìî¸ ÷óâñòâî è âîñïîìèíàíèÿ , óòåøåíèå â ïå÷àëè .

What never moves, is never still
×òî äî ñèõ ïîð íè ðàçó , íèêîãäà íå äâèãàëîñü

Who has the final word
Ó êîãî åñòü ïîñëåäíåå ñëîâî ,

It holds the world in a single pill
Äåðæèò ìèð â îäíîé òàáëåòêå

And all life rendered absurd
È îêàæåòñÿ , ÷òî âñÿ æèçíü àáñóðäíà .

Kill sweet desire, faith may numb the trial
Óáåé ñëàäêîå æåëàíèå , äîâåðèå ìîæåò îêàìåíåòü îò èñïûòàíèé

But can you run all your life
Íî ñìîæåøü ëè òû óáåãàòü âñþ ñâîþ æèçíü ?

Kill sweet desire, truth will make a liar
Óáåé ñëàäêîå æåëàíèå , ïðàâäà îñâîáîäèò ëæåöà

You can run but not hide
Òû ìîæåøü ñáåæàòü , âîò òîëüêî íå ñïðÿ÷åøüñÿ .

Given into this sensation, feel I’ve run too far
Ñêëîííîñòü ê îùóùåíèþ , ÷óâñòâóþ , ÷òî óáåæàë ñëèøêîì äàëåêî .

Cannot see beyond emotion, see what the options are
Íå óâèäèøü áåç ýìîöèé , ïîñìîòðè êàêèå âàðèàíòû

With no faith to trust the notion, I fear I’m losing all control
Ñ íåäîâåðèåì ïîëàãàÿñü íà ìåëî÷è , îïàñàþñü , ÷òî ïîòåðÿþ êîíòðîëü .

Kill sweet desire…
Óáåé ñëàäêîå æåëàíèå ...

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POTF - All the way / 4U (àëüáîì "Carnival of Rust" 2006).

Äíåâíèê

Âòîðíèê, 27 Ôåâðàëÿ 2018 ã. 01:42 + â öèòàòíèê
Äî êîíöà / ðàäè òåáÿ .

Seems to matter what I do, so I’m saving this 4 U
Êàæåòñÿ , òî ÷òî ÿ äåëàþ , èìååò çíà÷åíèå , ïîýòîìó ÿ ñîõðàíÿþ ýòî äëÿ òåáÿ .

Cos it seems to be the last piece there is
Ïîòîìó ÷òî âèäèìî , ýòîò ïîñëåäíèé êóñî÷åê , íåîáõîäèì

And you haven’t had a chance yet to taste this
È òû åù¸ íå óñïåëà èñïûòàòü ýòî .

Fragments of a life you shouldn’t miss
Òû íå äîëæíà ïðîïóñòèòü ôðàãìåíòû æèçíè

Seems to matter what I say, so I’ll hold my tongue at bay
Äóìàåòñÿ , òî ÷òî ÿ ãîâîðþ , âàæíî , ïîýòîìó ÿ áóäó äåðæàòü ÿçûê çà çóáàìè

And rather use my mouth to kiss your frown away
È ëó÷øå èñïîëüçîâàòü ìîé ðîò , ÷òîáû ïîöåëóåì óäàëÿòü òâîþ íàõìóðåííîñòü

So your doubts no longer darken your day
Òàê ÷òî ñîìíåíèÿ ïåðåñòàíóò îìðà÷àòü òâîé äåíü

So you can hold your head up high come what may
×òîáû òàêèì îáðàçîì èìåòü âîçìîæíîñòü âûñîêî äåðæàòü ñâîþ ãîëîâó .

So please remember that I’m gonna follow through all the way
Ïîæàëóéñòà , ïîìíè , ÿ áóäó ñëåäîâàòü ýòèì ïóò¸ì äî êîíöà .

Cos it seems to matter where I go, I will always let you know
Ïîòîìó ÷òî ïî âèäèìîñòè , ýòî âàæíî , êóäà ÿ èäó , ÿ âñåãäà áóäó ñòàâèòü òåáÿ â èçâåñòíîñòü

That the place where I am is never far
×òî ìåñòî , ãäå ÿ íàõîæóñü , íåäàëåêî

You know, you’re not alone, don’t be alarmed
Òû çíàé , òû íå îäèíîêà , íå òðåâîæüñÿ

I’ll find you no matter where you are
ß íàéäó òåáÿ è íå èìååò çíà÷åíèå , ãäå òû íàõîäèøüñÿ

So please remember that I’m gonna follow through all the way
Ïîæàëóéñòà ïîìíè , ÷òî ÿ áóäó ñëåäîâàòü ýòèì ïóò¸ì äî êîíöà .

Oh my love, if it’s all I can do, I’ll take the fall 4 U
Î , ìîÿ ëþáîâü , åñëè ýòî âñ¸ , ÷òî ÿ ìîãó ñäåëàòü , ÿ óïàäó ðàäè òåáÿ .

Cos I will soar when I lay down with you and give my all 4 U
Ïîòîìó ÷òî êîãäà ÿ ëÿãó ñ òîáîé è îòäàì âñåãî ñåáÿ , ÿ âîñïàðþ ê òåáå .

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Ðóáðèêè:  Òåêñòû ïåñåí POTF è ïåðåâîä/àëüáîì "Carnival of Rust" 2006

Ìåòêè:  

POTF - Delicious (àëüáîì "Carnival of Rust" 2006 ).

Äíåâíèê

×åòâåðã, 21 Äåêàáðÿ 2017 ã. 02:39 + â öèòàòíèê
Âîñõèòèòåëüíî .

I hear a sigh, longing for loving in this life
ß ñëûøó âçäîõ , æàæäóùèé ëþáèòü â ýòîé æèçíè

The how and the why, that keeps us running through the night
Êàê è ïî÷åìó , óäåðæèâàåò íàñ îò áåãà ñêâîçü íî÷ü ?

Touching divine, for me it has only your face
Ïðèêîñíîâåíèå ê áîæåñòâåííîìó , äëÿ ìåíÿ ýòî òîëüêî òâî¸ ëèöî .

I’m looking to find pieces of wisdom I’ve misplaced
ß ñîáèðàþñü íàéòè êóñî÷êè ðàçóìíîãî , ÷òî ÿ ïîòåðÿë .

I don’t make the rules dear
Íå ÿ óñòàíàâëèâàþ ïðàâèëà , äîðîãàÿ ,

You don’t hear the symphony I hear
Òû íå ñëûøèøü ñèìôîíèþ , ÷òî ñëûøó ÿ .

We don’t get a dollar bill for every shining tear
Ìû íå îïëàòèì äîëëàðîâûé ñ÷¸ò , çà êàæäóþ ñèÿþùóþ ñëåçó .

Fictitious and so real
Âûìûøëåííàÿ , íî êàê íàñòîÿùàÿ

Love’s a onetime deal
Ëþáîâü - îäíîðàçîâîå ñîãëàøåíèå .

With a delicious dark appeal
Ñ âîñõèòèòåëüíî ò¸ìíûì ïðèçûâîì

And a religious kind of zeal, yeah
È ðåëèãèîçíûì ðâåíèåì , äà .

So precious, yet surreal
Òàê öåííà , íåðåàëüíà

Life’s a onetime deal
Æèçíü - îäíîðàçîâàÿ ñäåëêà

With a delicious dark appeal
Ñ âîñõèòèòåëüíî ò¸ìíûì ïðèçûâîì

And a religious kind of zeal, yeah
È ðåëèãèîçíûì ïûëîì , äà .

Witnessing fault in every pawn in the game
 èãðå ó êàæäîé ïåøêè , ìû âèäèì äåôåêò .

The only one called proudly answers to my name
Òîëüêî îäèí ãîðäåö , îòâåòèë íà ìî¸ èìÿ .

No I don’t know why love is a thief in the night
Íåò , ÿ íå çíàþ , ïî÷åìó ëþáîâü - ýòî íî÷íîé âîð

The one that you try, is your most devoted guide
Òà , äëÿ êîòîðîé òû ñòàðàåøüñÿ , òâîé ñàìûé ïðåäàííûé ïðîâîäíèê .

We don’t make the rules dear
Íå ìû óñòàíàâëèâàåì ïðàâèëà , äîðîãàÿ .

We don’t hear the symphony they hear
Îíè ñëûøàò ñèìôîíèþ , êîòîðóþ íå ñëûøèì ìû .

We don’t get a dollar bill for every shining tear
Ìû íå ïîëó÷èì äîëëàðîâûé ñ÷¸ò , çà êàæäóþ ñèÿþùóþ ñëåçó .

Fictitious and so real
Âûìûøëåííàÿ , íî êàê íàñòîÿùàÿ

Love’s a onetime deal
Ëþáîâü - îäíîðàçîâîå ñîãëàøåíèå

With a delicious dark appeal
Ñ âîñõèòèòåëüíî ò¸ìíûì ïðèçûâîì

And a religious kind of zeal, yeah
È ðåëèãèîçíûì ðâåíèåì , äà .

So precious, yet surreal
Òàê öåííà , íåðåàëüíà

Life’s a onetime deal
Æèçíü - îäíîðàçîâàÿ ñäåëêà

With a delicious dark appeal
Ñ âîñõèòèòåëüíî ò¸ìíûì ïðèçûâîì

And a religious kind of zeal, yeah
È ðåëèãèîçíûì ïûëîì , äà .

So thank you for choosing me, playing me, displaying me
Òàê ÷òî ñïàñèáî òåáå , ÷òî âûáðàëà ìåíÿ , èãðàëà ìíîé , äåìîíñòðèðîâàëà ìåíÿ

And selling me to slavery, yeah
È ïðîäàëà â ðàáñòâî , äà.

Thank you for using me, flaying me, erasing me
Ñïàñèáî òåáå , ÷òî èñïîëüçîâàëà ìåíÿ , ñîäðàëà êîæó , óíè÷òîæèëà ìåíÿ .

Awarding me for bravery
Íàãðàäè ìåíÿ çà ìóæåñòâî .

Fictitious and so real ...
Âûìûøëåííàÿ , íî êàê íàñòîÿùàÿ ...

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ïåðåâîä ìîé è Google/ îðèãèíàëüíûé òåêñò ãðóïïû "POTF"
Ðóáðèêè:  Òåêñòû ïåñåí POTF è ïåðåâîä/àëüáîì "Carnival of Rust" 2006

Ìåòêè:  

POTF - Maybe Tomorrow Is a Better Day (àëüáîì "Carnival of Rust" 2006)

Äíåâíèê

Ïîíåäåëüíèê, 02 Îêòÿáðÿ 2017 ã. 03:57 + â öèòàòíèê
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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Ïåðåâîä ìîé è Google
Ðóáðèêè:  Òåêñòû ïåñåí POTF è ïåðåâîä/àëüáîì "Carnival of Rust" 2006

Ìåòêè:  

POTF - Dawn (àëüáîì "Carnival of Rust" 2006).

Äíåâíèê

Ïîíåäåëüíèê, 18 Ñåíòÿáðÿ 2017 ã. 01:54 + â öèòàòíèê
Ðàññâåò

When darkness is no less than everything
Êîãäà òüìà âàæíà íå ìåíüøå, ÷åì âñ¸ îñòàëüíîå

you've built become undone
Òû ïîãóáèøü òî ,÷òî ïîñòðîèë

There's no fight and no flight,
Òàì íåëüçÿ îòñòóïèòü è óáåæàòü,

disaster leaves your passion overrun
Íåñ÷àñòüÿ ïåðåïîëíÿþò âàñ ãíåâîì.

It's time to let go, it's time to carry on with the show
Ïðèøëî âðåìÿ óéòè è ïðîâåñòè øîó.

Don't mourn what is gone, greet the dawn
Íå ïå÷àëüñÿ î òîì , ÷òî óøëî,ïðèâåòñòâóé ðàññâåò

N' I will be standing by your side
Íî ìåíÿ íå áóäåò ðÿäîì ñ òîáîé.

Together we'll face the turning tide
Âìåñòå ìû âñòðåòèìñÿ íà ïåðåêð¸ñòêå âðåìåíè

Remembrance can be a sentence,
Ïîäàðîê ìîæåò ñòàòü ïðèãîâîðîì,

but it comes to you with a second chance in tow
Íî îí ïðèõîäèò ê òåáå ñ ïîñëåäíèì øàíñîì

Don't lose it, don't refuse it,
Íå òåðÿéòå åãî , íå îòâåðãàéòå åãî,

cos you cannot learn a thing you think you know
Òû íå íàó÷èøüñÿ , ïîòîìó ÷òî äóìàåøü,÷òî çíàåøü.

A new light is warm, shining down on you after the storm
Íî ïîñëå øòîðìà âû óâèäèòå íîâûé ðàññâåò,ñèÿþùèé è ò¸ïëûé

Don't mourn what is gone, greet the dawn
Íå ïå÷àëüñÿ î òîì,÷òî óøëî,ïðèâåòñòâóé ðàññâåò

N' I will be standing by your side
Íî ìåíÿ íå áóäåò ðÿäîì ñ òîáîé.

Together we'll face the turning tide.
Âìåñòå ìû âñòðåòèìñÿ íà ïåðåêð¸ñòêå âðåìåíè.


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Ðóáðèêè:  Òåêñòû ïåñåí POTF è ïåðåâîä/àëüáîì "Carnival of Rust" 2006

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