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  • Текст песни Regina Spektor - On the Radio

    Исполнитель: Regina Spektor
    Название песни: On the Radio
    Дата добавления: 05.11.2015 | 21:36:59
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    Кто круче?

    или
    This is how it works
    It feels a little worse
    Than when we drove our hearse
    Right through that screaming crowd
    While laughing up a storm
    Until we were just bone
    Until it got so warm
    That none of us could sleep
    And all the styrofoam
    Began to melt away
    We tried to find some words
    To aid in the decay
    But none of them were home
    Inside their catacomb
    A million ancient bees
    Began to sting our knees
    While we were on our knees
    Praying that disease
    Would leave the ones we love
    And never come again

    On the radio
    We heard November Rain
    That solo's really long
    But it's a pretty song
    We listened to it twice
    'Cause the DJ was asleep

    This is how it works
    You're young until you're not
    You love until you don't
    You try until you can't
    You laugh until you cry
    You cry until you laugh
    And everyone must breathe
    Until their dying breath

    No, this is how it works
    You peer inside yourself
    You take the things you like
    And try to love the things you took
    And then you take that love you made
    And stick it into some
    Someone else's heart
    Pumping someone else's blood
    And walking arm in arm
    You hope it don't get harmed
    But even if it does
    You'll just do it all again

    And on the radio
    You hear November Rain
    That solo's awful long
    But it's a good refrain
    You listen to it twice
    'Cause the DJ is asleep
    On the radio
    (oh oh oh)
    On the radio
    On the radio - uh oh
    On the radio - uh oh
    On the radio - uh oh
    On the radio
    Вот, как все происходит:
    Становится немного хуже,
    Потом мы едем на своих катафалках
    Прямо сквозь кричащую толпу,
    В то время как раздается ураган смеха,
    До тех пор, пока мы были просто костями,
    До тех пор, пока не стало так тепло,
    Что никто из нас не смог заснуть,
    И весь пенопласт
    Начал таять.
    Мы пытались найти хоть какие-то слова,
    Чтобы ускорить гниение,
    Но не одно из них не было родным.
    Внутри своих катакомб
    Миллион древних пчел
    Начали жалить наши колена,
    В то время как мы стояли на них,
    Молясь, чтобы болезнь
    Оставила тех, кого мы любим,
    И никогда не вернулась.

    По радио
    Мы слышали «Дождь в ноябре».
    Соло там действительно длинное,
    Но до чего же милая песня.
    Мы слышали ее дважды,
    Потому что ди-джей заснул.

    Вот, как все происходит:
    Ты молод до тех пор, пока ты не молод,
    Ты любишь до тех пор, пока ты не любишь,
    Ты пытаешься до тех пор, пока ты не можешь,
    Ты смеешься до тех пор, пока ты не начинаешь плакать,
    Ты плачешь до тех пор, пока ты не начинаешь смеяться,
    И всем следует дышать до тех пор,
    Пока их дыхание не угасло.

    Нет, все происходит совсем не так:
    Ты вглядываешься в себя
    Ты берешь то, что тебе нравится
    И пытаешься любить то, что ты взял,
    А потом ты берешь ту любовь, что сотворил
    И втыкаешь ее куда-то
    Кому-то другому в сердце,
    Выкачивая чью-нибудь кровь
    И гуляя с ним рука в руке,
    Ты надеешься, что ничто ей не причинит вред,
    Но даже если и случится так,
    Ты просто сделаешь все снова.

    А по радио
    Ты слышишь «Дождь в ноябре»
    Соло там ужасно длинное,
    Но до чего ж хорош припев.
    Ты слышишь его дважды,
    Потому что ди-джей заснул.

    По радио – о-о-о
    По радио
    По радио – о-о-о
    По радио – о-о-о
    По радио – о-о-о
    По радио.
    This is how it works
    It feels a little worse
    Than when we drove our hearse
    Right through that screaming crowd
    While laughing up a storm
    Until we were just bone
    Until it got so warm
    That none of us could sleep
    And all the styrofoam
    Began to melt away
    We tried to find some words
    To aid in the decay
    But none of them were home
    Inside their catacomb
    A million ancient bees
    Began to sting our knees
    While we were on our knees
    Praying that disease
    We would leave the ones we love
    And never come again

    On the radio
    We heard November Rain
    That solo's really long
    But it's a pretty song
    We listened to it twice
    'Cause the DJ was asleep

    This is how it works
    You're young until you're not
    You love until you do not
    You try until you can not
    You laugh until you cry
    You cry until you laugh
    And everyone must breathe
    Until their dying breath

    No, this is how it works
    You peer inside yourself
    You take the things you like
    And try to love the things you took
    And then you take that love you made
    And stick it into some
    Someone else's heart
    Pumping someone else's blood
    And walking arm in arm
    You hope it do not get harmed
    But even if it does
    You'll just do it all again

    And on the radio
    You hear November Rain
    That solo's awful long
    But it's a good refrain
    You listen to it twice
    'Cause the DJ is asleep
    On the radio
    (oh oh oh)
    On the radio
    On the radio - uh oh
    On the radio - uh oh
    On the radio - uh oh
    On the radio
    Here's how it works:
    It becomes a little worse,
    Then we go to his hearse
    Right through the shouting crowd,
    While a hurricane is heard laughter,
    As long as we were just bones,
    Until then, until it was so warm,
    What none of us could sleep,
    And all the foam
    I began to melt.
    We tried to find at least some words,
    To speed up the rotting,
    But not one of them had relatives.
    Inside its catacombs
    Million ancient bee
    They began to sting our knees,
    While we were standing on them,
    Praying that disease
    Left those whom we love,
    And she never came back.

    On the radio
    We heard "November Rain".
    Solo there is really long,
    But how sweet the song.
    We've heard it twice,
    Because DJ asleep.

    Here's how it works:
    You are young as long as you are not young,
    Do you love as long as you do not love,
    You're trying to, as long as you can not,
    You laugh, as long as you do not start to cry,
    You cry as long as you do not start laughing,
    And everyone must breathe until
    While their breathing is not extinguished.

    No, everything is not so:
    You peer into itself
    You take what you like
    And I try to love what you get,
    And then you take the love that created
    And stick a it somewhere
    Someone else in my heart,
    Deflating someone's blood
    And walking with them hand in hand,
    You hope that nothing it does not harm,
    But even if it happens,
    You just do all over again.

    A radio
    You hear "November Rain"
    Solo there terribly long,
    But until then Well good chorus.
    You hear it twice,
    Because DJ asleep.

    On the radio - oh-oh-oh
    On the radio
    On the radio - oh-oh-oh
    On the radio - oh-oh-oh
    On the radio - oh-oh-oh
    On the radio.

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