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Òåìà: No more lies, Iron Maiden, ïåðåâîä ïåñíè
Âðåìÿ: 17.01.2014 09:31 |
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Îðèãèíàë áûë òàêèì: No More Lies There's a darkened sky before me There's no time to prepare Salvage a last horizon But no regrets from me Maybe I'll be back some other day To live again just who can say In what shape or form that I might be Just another chance for me A hurried time No disgrace Instead of racing to conclusion And wishing all my life away No-one can stop me now Time is up It couldn't last But there's more things I'd like to do I'm coming back to try again Someday maybe I'll wait till then No more lies... No more lies... No more lies... They're all sitting at my table Talking tall and drinking wine Their time is up just like me But they just don't know it yet So just a word of warning When you're in your deepest dreams There's nothing you can hide from I've got my eye on you The clock is fast, The hour is near Eventful past is everclear My life is set, The time is here I think I'm coming home No more lies... No more lies... No more lies... No more lies... A hurried time, no disgrace Instead of racing to conclusions And wishing all your life away No-one can stop me now Time is up it couldn't last But there's more things I have to do I'm coming back to try again Don't tell me that this is the end No more lies. Ïîëó÷èëñÿ òàêîé òåêñò: Õâàòèò âðàòü Òåìíååò íåáî íàäî ìíîþ, Ïîñëåäíèé ðàç ãëÿæó ÿ âäàëü, Ìíå íè÷åãî íå âçÿòü ñ ñîáîþ, Ïîðà! È íè÷åãî íå æàëü! Íàñòóïèò äåíü è, ìîæåò, ñíîâà Ñ äóøîé î÷èùåííîé, êàê çíàòü? Âåðíóòüñÿ â æèçíü â îáëè÷èè íîâîì Ìíå øàíñ ïðåäñòàâèòñÿ îïÿòü. È ìíå ïëåâàòü! Ïóñòü âñå áûñòðåé Ìîé ïóòü çåìíîé âåäåò ê ôèíàëó Íî ïîâåðíóòü áûëîå âñïÿòü Ìíå íåçà÷åì æåëàòü! Ãäå åñòü íà÷àëî, - Òàì åñòü êîíåö Òàê ìíîãî äåë, íî âðåìÿ ìàëî. Âñå çàâåðøèòü, âñå äîñêàçàòü Âîçìîæíî, ÿ âåðíóñü îïÿòü. Õâàòèò âðàòü! Õâàòèò âðàòü! Õâàòèò âðàòü! Äðóçüÿ, çàðûâ ìîþ ìîãèëó, Ïîäíèìóò òîñò çà óïîêîé. Íî êàê áû æèçíü èõ íè õðàíèëà, Èõ âåê îòìåðåí, êàê è ìîé! Òåïåðü ÿ çäåñü: ïðåäóïðåæäàþ- ß çíàþ, ÷òî ñêðûâàåøü òû! ß âèæó âñå, ÿ ïðîíèêàþ,  ëþáîé òàéíèê òâîåé ìå÷òû. È áëèçîê ÷àñ  ïîñëåäíèé ðàç Âèäåíüÿ ïðîøëîãî âñòàþò Îãîíü óãàñ È ÿ ñåé÷àñ Íàéäó ïîñëåäíèé ñâîé ïðèþò Ãäå íå ëãóò Ãäå íå ëãóò Ãäå íå ëãóò Ãäå íå ëãóò È ìíå ïëåâàòü! Ïóñòü âñå áûñòðåé Ìîé ïóòü çåìíîé âåäåò ê ôèíàëó Íî ïîâåðíóòü áûëîå âñïÿòü Ìíå íåçà÷åì æåëàòü Ãäå åñòü íà÷àëî, - Òàì åñòü êîíåö Òàê ìíîãî äåë, íî âðåìÿ ìàëî. Âñå çàâåðøèòü, âñå äîñêàçàòü Âîçìîæíî, ÿ âåðíóñü îïÿòü. Õâàòèò âðàòü Õâàòèò âðàòü Õâàòèò âðàòü |
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