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Òåìà: Ïîìãèòå ïåðåâåñòè òåêñò, ïëèç
Âðåìÿ: 19.09.2006 23:45 |
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In this hole That is me The dead are rolling over In this hole Thickening Dirt's shoveled over shoulders I feel it's me So overwhelmed Oh there's precious little rising My life overturned What dare the despair? All these scars keep ripping open Peel me from the skin Tear me from the rind Does it make you happy now? Tear me from the bone Tear me from myself Are you feeling happy now? In this hole That is me A life that's growing feeble In this hole So limiting The sun has set, all darkens Buried underneath And slip off the wheel Eternal pathways to contention Peel me from the skin Tear me from the rind Does it make you happy now? Tear me from the bone Tear me from myself Are you feeling happy now? I am Happy I am Happy Are you feeling happy? In this hole That is me Left with a heart exhausted What's my release? What sets me free? Do you pull me up Just to push me down again? Peel me from the skin Tear me from the rind Does it make you happy now? Tear me from the bone Tear me from myself Are you feeling happy now? Peel me from the skin (Peel me from the skin) |
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Òåìà: Re: Ïîìãèòå ïåðåâåñòè òåêñò, ïëèç
Âðåìÿ: 20.09.2006 00:21 |
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Ãîðîä-Ãåìîððîé Êëàçåìîáð  
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Äàíóèâîíàõ ! Ìíîãà áóêàô, íèàñèëèë... | |
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Ãîïíèêîâ íåò. Âñ¸ êóëüòóðíî.
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Òåìà: Re: Ïîìãèòå ïåðåâåñòè òåêñò, ïëèç
Âðåìÿ: 20.09.2006 11:11 |
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×òî, íè êòî íå ïîìîæåò? | |
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Òåìà: Re: Ïîìãèòå ïåðåâåñòè òåêñò, ïëèç
Âðåìÿ: 22.09.2006 15:29 |
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Ýõ, êòî ìíå áû ïåðåâ¸ë... Synchronise the flow of intersections Catalogue all still heartbeats Franchise the machinations of The bourgeois-fangled reverie Gleaming in flamboyancy Resign to solid chrome Ohmic opposition is futile And impedes upon ideas worthwhile Delicate, infallible construction We know now what destructiveness comes from We are living – there's no deed in indulgence A faded glory, relying on 'Me and Mine' The exile from human ecstasy To a place where we're engineered Seminars on entangled escalators Meetings with silent translators A flashback of dystopia Warning in sleep with a recurring trace All the fragments and segments Of fluid sequences The pretence of a universal race Not made of metal is moot Delicate, infallible construction We know now what destructiveness comes from... Âàùå çàïàðèëàñü - è òàê è ýäàê... Íå ìîãó êðàñèâî îôðìèòü... À òâîé ïðîùå ãîðàçäî. ×åé ýòî òåêñò?.. |
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"Si quelqu'un excelle parmi nous, qu'il aille exceller ailleurs", - âîò åäèíîäóøíûé ëîçóíã ïîñðåäñòâåííîñòè ïîâñåìåñòíî.
© Àðòóð Øîïåíãàóýð "Ìûñëè" |
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Òåìà: Re: Ïîìãèòå ïåðåâåñòè òåêñò, ïëèç
Âðåìÿ: 22.09.2006 15:57 |
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Mudvayne - Happy Ñåëåíà, íó åñëè ïðîùå, ïåðåâåäè 
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Òåìà: Re: Ïîìãèòå ïåðåâåñòè òåêñò, ïëèç
Âðåìÿ: 22.09.2006 16:03 |
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Scooter, à â Èíåòå íåòó? | |
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"Si quelqu'un excelle parmi nous, qu'il aille exceller ailleurs", - âîò åäèíîäóøíûé ëîçóíã ïîñðåäñòâåííîñòè ïîâñåìåñòíî.
© Àðòóð Øîïåíãàóýð "Ìûñëè" |
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Òåìà: Re: Ïîìãèòå ïåðåâåñòè òåêñò, ïëèç
Âðåìÿ: 22.09.2006 16:12 |
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Èëè ÿ èùó íå òàê èëè íåòó Ñåëåíà íå âîëíóéñÿ, ÿ ýòîò åêñò óæ ïåðåâåë, è òâîé ñìîãó â Àíãëèè äðóãà íàøåë, òàê îí äâå ìèí. è ãîòîâî...
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Òåìà: Re: Ïîìãèòå ïåðåâåñòè òåêñò, ïëèç
Âðåìÿ: 22.09.2006 16:23 |
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Áåçìåðíî áëàãîäàðíà!! 
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"Si quelqu'un excelle parmi nous, qu'il aille exceller ailleurs", - âîò åäèíîäóøíûé ëîçóíã ïîñðåäñòâåííîñòè ïîâñåìåñòíî.
© Àðòóð Øîïåíãàóýð "Ìûñëè" |
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Òåìà: Re: Ïîìãèòå ïåðåâåñòè òåêñò, ïëèç
Âðåìÿ: 22.09.2006 17:01 |
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äà ïåðåâåëè óæå 
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"Si quelqu'un excelle parmi nous, qu'il aille exceller ailleurs", - âîò åäèíîäóøíûé ëîçóíã ïîñðåäñòâåííîñòè ïîâñåìåñòíî.
© Àðòóð Øîïåíãàóýð "Ìûñëè" |
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