Diamonds
You woke up to hate your life again
Feeling it’s all been said and seen today
Woke up to fake your smile again
You’re not the one; you’re not the one
You feel bittersweet when others win
You’d rather see them fall than gain a thing
You know you’re too afraid to fail
You’re not the one; you’re not the one
Slowly, slowly, more away ‘cause…
Maybe the diamonds are not for everyone
Maybe the lie you live is really all they want
You stay silent watching all dreams around you fading
Slowly, slowly, slowly more away
I can’t believe a thing you say
Can you? The words don’t come out easily
I can’t believe it’s all right to cry for what you never lost now
You’re not the one
Slowly, slowly, more away ‘cause
Maybe the diamonds are not for everyone
Maybe the lie you live is really all they want
You stay silent watching all dreams around you fading
Slowly, slowly, slowly more away
Áðèëèàíòû
Òû ïðîñíóëàñü, ÷òîáû âîçíåíàâèäåòü ñâîþ æèçíü ñíîâà
×óâñòâóÿ, ÷òî âñå áóäåò ñêàçàíî è óâèäåíî ñåãîäíÿ
Ïðîñíóëàñü, ÷òîáû èçîáðàçèòü óëûáêó ñíîâà
Òû íå åäèíñòâåííàÿ, òû íå åäèíñòâåííàÿ
Òû ÷óâñòâóåøü ãîðå÷ü, êîãäà äðóãèå âûèãðûâàþò
Òåáå ëó÷øå âèäåòü èõ ïàäåíèå, ÷åì ïðåèìóùåñòâî
Òû çíàåøü, ÷òî ñëèøêîì áîèøüñÿ ïàäåíèÿ
Òû íå åäèíñòâåííàÿ, Òû íå åäèíñòâåííàÿ
Ìåäëåííî, ìåäëåííî, âñå äàëüøå…
Ìîæåò áûòü, áðèëëèàíòû ñîçäàíû íå äëÿ âñåõ?
Ìîæåò áûòü, ëîæü, êîòîðîé òû æèâåøü – äåéñòâèòåëüíî âñå, ÷òî îíè õîòÿò?
Òåáå îñòàåòñÿ ìîë÷à íàáëþäàòü, êàê ðóøàòñÿ âîêðóã òåáÿ ìå÷òû
Ìåäëåííî, ìåäëåííî, ìåäëåííî, íåîáðàòèìî…
ß íå ìîãó ïîâåðèòü â òî, ÷òî òû ñêàçàëà
Òû ìîæåøü? Ñëîâà ïðîèçíîñÿòñÿ ñ òðóäîì
ß íå ìîãó ïîâåðèòü, ÷òî ýòî ïðàâèëüíî – ïëàêàòü î òîì, ÷òî òû íå òåðÿëà
Òû íå åäèíñòâåííàÿ
Ìåäëåííî, ìåäëåííî, âñå äàëüøå…
Ìîæåò áûòü, áðèëëèàíòû ñîçäàíû íå äëÿ âñåõ?
Ìîæåò áûòü, ëîæü, êîòîðîé òû æèâåøü – äåéñòâèòåëüíî âñå, ÷òî îíè õîòÿò?
Òåáå îñòàåòñÿ ìîë÷à íàáëþäàòü, êàê ðóøàòñÿ âîêðóã òåáÿ ìå÷òû
Ìåäëåííî, ìåäëåííî, ìåäëåííî, íåîáðàòèìî…
