Brazzaville - The Clouds in Camarillo(Âåðøèíà ìèðà)
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×åòâåðã, 19 Èþíÿ 2008 ã. 17:35
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Íàòêíóëàñü ñëó÷àéíî íà ýòó ïåñíþ êàê-òî, ìíå ïîíðàâèëàñü 
ÒÅÊÑÒ ÏÅÑÍÈ
You were born in '67
About 9 o'clock at night
Íàì òàê ñâåòëî. Âå÷åð. Ìàé.
Ïî âîäå òàíöóåì.
A couple years before I lost control
and ended up inside.
Êòî íàñ óçíàë? Óãàäàé.
Ìû åãî ðèñóåì.
ß äëÿ òåáÿ ñòàíó çäåñü
Ñàìîé çâîíêîé ëèðîé
Ïîé, ïóñòü ñëîâà óëåòÿò
Íà âåðøèíó ìèðà.
chorus:
The clouds in
Camarillo (íà âåðøèíó ìèðà)
Shimmer with a light that's
So unreal (íà âåðøèíó ìèðà)
Now I fear the stories
That they told me (íà âåðøèíó ìèðà)
Of how I hurt my baby
Must be somehow true
I stopped taking all my pills
they made me feel so dead inside.
Âðåìÿ áåæèò è íèêòî
Ó íåãî íå ñïðîñèò.
Just like the sun was going out
I didn't think I ñould survive
Çíàåò îá ýòîì ëèøü îí.
Îí òåáÿ ïîïðîñèò
Ñïåòü åìó íåñêîëüêî ñëîâ
Ñòàðîãî ìîòèâà.
È òå ñëîâà óëåòÿò
Íà âåðøèíó ìèðà.
Chorus
Now I'm writing from a caravan
behind your nana's place
Ñîëíöå èãðàåò ñ îãíåì
Ìû èãðàåì ñ âåòðîì
I think myl spirit will be happier
with the stars in outer space.
Íàì òàê ñâåòëî ìû âäâîåì,
Âìåñòå ñòàíåì ïåïëîì.
È êîãäà ñîëíöå çàøëî,
Êàê æå òû ïðîñèëà
Âçÿòü çà ñîáîþ òåáÿ íà âåðøèíó ìèðà.
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Ìåòêè:
òåêñò ïåñíè
brazzaville
âåðøèíà ìèðà
the clouds in camarillo
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