В колонках играет - The Strokes - Heart in a cage

Одна из моих любимейших песен...
Сносит мне крышу моментом!!! Быть может, со временем, когда наберусь смелости и таланта (приму 100 грамм на грудть короче))), я выложу НОРМАЛЬНЫЙ, человеческий перевод этой песни. (нормальный и человеческий - это в моем, сугубо извращенном, понимании нормальности и человечности. Нет нового я ничего выдумывать не стану... Просто переведу так, как поняла и прочувствовала ее я (а не так, как "пожевал" ее говноавтопереводчик))



I don't feel better
When I'm fucking around
And I don't write better
When I'm stuck in the ground
So don't teach me a lesson
'Cause I've already learned
Yeah the sun will be shining
And my children will burn

Oh the heart beats in its cage

I don't want what you want
I don't feel what you feel
See I'm stuck in a city
But I belong in a field

Yeah we got left, left, left, left, left, left, left
Now it's three in the morning and you're eating alone

Oh the heart beats in its cage

All our friends, they're laughing at us
All of those you loved you mistrust
Help me I'm just not quite myself
Look around there's no one else left
I went to the concert and I fought through the crowd
Guess I got too excited when I thought you were around

Oh he gets left, left, left, left, left, left, left

I'm sorry you were thinking; I would steal your fire.
The heart beats in its cage
Yes the heart beats in its cage
Alright

And the heart beats in its cage