Ian Kevin Curtis. New Dawn Fades. She's Lost Control |
ßí Êóðòèñ. Êîíåö Íîâîãî Ðàññâåòà
Ïåðåêëþ÷àÿ ñêîðîñòè, ìåíÿÿ ñòèëü,
Íå ñîæàëåÿ èçìåíÿÿ ñöåíó.
È íàõîäÿ êàêîé-òî øàíñ èçäàëåêà
Ïîíàáëþäàòü è âîñõèòèòüñÿ.
Õîòÿ óæå íå ðàçáèðàÿñü
 òîíêîñòÿõ òåíåé è êðàñîê,
Íî çà ñâîè îøèáêè ïðèçíàâàÿ
Âèíó áåç òî÷íîãî íàçâàíèÿ.
Ëåãêî ïîíÿòü,
×òî ïóëÿ ïèñòîëåòà
Íå äàñò òåáå æåëàííóþ ñâîáîäó,
Òû ñàì îá ýòîì ãîâîðèøü.
Ìû âìåñòå âûïüåì è óéäåì,
È ðàçäðàæåííûé ãîëîñ,
Ïëà÷óùèé îäíîâðåìåííî,
Ïåðåóòîìèò íåâûíîñèìî.
È ÿ õîäèë áûâàëî ïî âîäå,ãîðåë â îãíå,
È, êàæåòñÿ, ñ ìåíÿ äîâîëüíî, ÿ èñêàë
Òàì ëèøü ñåáÿ, íàäåÿñü íà äðóãîå ÷òî-òî.
Òåïåðü ÿ çäåñü, îïÿòü íàäåÿñü.
New Dawn Fades
Change of speed, a change of style
A change of scene, with no regrets
A chance to watch
admire the distance
Still occupied - though you forget
Different colours, different shades
Over each mistakes were made
I took the blame
Directionless, so plain to see
A loaded gun won`t set you free
So you say
We`ll share a drink and step outside
An angry voice and one who cried
We`ll give you everything and more
The strain`s too much,
can`t take much more
Oh I`ve walked on water,
run through fire
Can`t seem to feel it anymore
It was me - waiting for me
Hoping for something more
Me - see me in this time -
Hoping for something else
ßí Êóðòèñ. ÎÍÀ ÂÛØËÀ ÈÇ-ÏÎÄ ÊÎÍÒÐÎËß
Cìóùåíèå â åå ãëàçàõ.
 ãëàçàõ, êîòîðûå ñêàçàëè âñå.
Îíà ïîòåðÿëà óïðàâëåíèå.
È îíà âûáàëòûâàåò ñåêðåòû ñâîåãî ïðîøëîãî,
È ãîâîðèò - ÿ îïÿòü âûøëà èç-ïîä êîíòðîëÿ.
Îíà ñëûøèò ãîëîñ - êîãäà, è ãäå, è ÷òî åé äåëàòü,
È îíà ãîâîðèò - îïÿòü ÿ âûøëà èç-ïîä êîíòðîëÿ.
È îíà ïîâåðíóëàñü êî ìíå, âçÿëà ìåíÿ çà ðóêó,
È ñêàçàëà, ÷òî ñíîâà óòðàòèëà êîíòðîëü.
ß íèêîãäà íå óçíàþ - ïî÷åìó è êàê, íå ïîíèìàþ,
Òîãî, ÷òî îíà ñêàçàëà:
ß îïÿòü âûøëà èç-ïîä êîíòðîëÿ.
È îíà âûêðèêèâàåò ýòî, è áüåò ñåáÿ, è ãîâîðèò
ß îïÿòü âûøëà èç-ïîä êîíòðîëÿ.
Îíà ñæàëàñü íà ïîëó, ÿ äóìàë óìåðëà.
È ãîâîðèëà, ÷òî âûøëà èç ïîä êîíòðîëÿ,
Îïÿòü îíà âûøëà, îïÿòü âûøëà
Èç-ïîä êîíòðîëÿ.
Íî ÿ äîëæåí áûë ïîçâîíèòü åå äðóãó.
Ïîçâîíèë è ðàññêàçàë î ñâîåì çàòðóäíåíèè.
È îíà ïîíèìàëà âñå ïðàâèëüíî.
È äî òîãî, êàê âûéòè èç-ïîä êîíòðîëÿ,
Îíà ñàìîâûðàæàëàñü ïî-ðàçíîìó.
È îíà äîøëà äî ãðàíèöû áåç èñõîäà.
È ñìåÿëàñü, ÷òî âûøëà
Èç-ïîä êîíòðîëÿ ñíîâà.
She's Lost Control
Artist(Band):Joy Division
Confusion in her eyes that says it all
She's lost control
And she's clinging to the nearest passer by
She's lost control
And she gave away the secrets of her past
And said I've lost control again
And a voice that told her when and where to act
She said I've lost control again
And she turned around and took me by the hand
And said I've lost control again
And how I'll never know just why or understand
She said I've lost control again
And she screamed out kicking on her side and said
I've lost control again
And seized up on the floor, I thought she'd die
She said I've lost control
She's lost control again
She's lost control
She's lost control again
She's lost control
Well I had to phone her friend to state my case
And say she's lost control again
And she showed up all the errors and mistakes
And said I've lost control again
And she expressed herself in many different ways
Until she lost control again
And walked upon the edge of no escape
And laughed I've lost control
She's lost control again
She's lost control
She's lost control again
She's lost control
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