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City
03:04
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Labour we delight in physics pain
See this failing city, feel the strain.
All the lights we had and all our hopes
Fade away, while we get stoned.
Let this city tear me apart
Every end has to have a start
Life is passing by my windowpane
Summer breeze, please, blow my way!
All the bleeding hearts and all the saints
Lost their way and forgot my face.
Let this city tear me apart
Every end has to have a start
Winter came and my life went off
Such a stupid life to be proud of.
She’s now at some lame sunny place
That’s why I can’t tie my damn shoelace…
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Свет
03:10
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Солнце в петле твоих глаз, одинокий свет.
Сколько тебе надо раз подарить рассвет?
Черно-белые портреты
Разукрасит свет...
Может быть, тогда найдешь ответ.
Я протяну тебе нить из разбитых снов.
Ты не смотри только вниз, в пену облаков.
Разноцветные планеты,
Паутина звезд...
И поймешь тогда - ответ твой прост!
Твой свет, он ждал миллионы лет,
Навечно оставить след
В моем подсознании
Твои очертания
Ты - свет для меня,
И я - не я, если ты сияешь для меня.
Крошки, разбиты мечты, подметет метель.
Город, дома и мосты - словно карусель.
В серых дней водовороте
Все идет ко дну...
Ну а я ловлю твою волну!
Твой свет, он ждал миллионы лет,
Навечно оставить след
В моем подсознании
Твои очертания
Ты - свет для меня,
И я - не я, если ты сияешь для меня.
Свет, он ждал миллионы лет,
Навечно оставить след
В моем подсознании
Твои очертания
Ты - свет для меня,
И я - не я, если ты сияешь для меня.
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3. |
Bellboys
02:52
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This city's full of funny trends
And every bellboy has a band
He says he's going for the stars
His faith's already gone.
You know he knows he's reached the end
It's not the song for one last stand
I don't sing anything like that...
Don't scratch the surface of the boys,
However hip their sneakers are,
There's only ignorance and hate,
That makes'em intergrate.
We've got the looks, we've got the style
We hope this equals barbed wire
Are you afraid to face your ghosts?
'Cos they are all we've got.
You play it cool, walk on your ice
The void's just swallowed all your dice
But you don't know it yet...
Don't scratch the surface of the boys,
However hip their sneakers are,
There's only ignorance and hate,
That makes'em intergrate.
You never know what's in store for you
Just live it out
Keep breathing
Hanging on...
This city's full of funny trends
And every bellboy has a band
He says he's going for the stars
His faith's already gone.
You know he knows he's reached the end
It's not the song for one last stand
I don't sing anything like that...
I don't sing anything like that...
I don't sing anything like that...
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4. |
Around a Corner
02:55
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Around the corner I have a friend,
In this great city that has no end,
Yet the days go by and weeks rush on,
And before I know it, a year is gone.
And I never see my old friends face,
For life is a swift and terrible race,
He knows I like him just as well,
As in the days when I rang his bell.
And he rang mine but we were younger then,
And now we are busy, tired men.
Tired of playing a foolish game,
Tired of trying to make a name.
Tomorrow I will call on him
Last night I saw him walkin' in my dream,
But tomorrow comes and tomorrow goes,
And the void between us grows and grows.
Around the corner, yet miles away,
A telegram says he perished today.
And that's what we get and deserve in the end.
Around the corner, a vanished friend.
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