Текст песни Natalie Imbruglia - Torn --- Разорвана на части

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Torn (оригинал Natalie Imbruglia) Разорвана на части

I thought I saw a man brought to life
He was warm, he came around like he was dignified
He showed me what it was to cry
Well you couldn't be that man I adored
You don't seem to know, don't seem to care what your heart is for
But I don't know him anymore
There's nothing where he used to lie
My conversation has run dry
That's what's going on, nothing's fine I'm torn

I'm all out of faith, this is how I feel
I'm cold and I am shamed lying naked on the floor
Illusion never changed into something real
I'm wide awake and I can see the perfect sky is torn
You're a little late, I'm already torn

So I guess the fortune teller's right
Should have seen just what was there and not some holy light
But you crawled beneath my veins and now
I don't care, I have no luck, I don't miss it all that much
There's just so many things that I can't touch, I'm torn

I'm all out of faith, this is how I feel
I'm cold and I am shamed lying naked on the floor
Illusion never changed into something real
I'm wide awake and I can see the perfect sky is torn
You're a little late, I'm already torn. Torn.

There's nothing where he used to lie
My inspiration has run dry
That's what's going on, nothings right, I'm torn

I'm all out of faith, this is how I feel
I'm cold and I am shamed lying naked on the floor
Illusion never changed into something real
I'm wide awake and I can see the perfect sky is torn
I'm all out of faith, this is how I feel
I'm cold and I'm ashamed bound and broken on the floor
You're a little late, I'm already torn... Torn... Oh!..
Думаю, я встречала человека, вернувшегося к жизни:
Он был добр и вёл себя достойно,
Он показал мне, что значит плакать.
А ты точно не тот, кого я обожала:
Ты не знаешь, для чего нужно сердце, и тебе, кажется, всё равно.
Но я больше с ним не общаюсь,
Он никогда не лгал.
Мой рассказ стал неинтересным -
Вот что происходит, всё плохо, я разорвана на части.

Во мне умерла вера, вот что я чувствую.
Обнажённая и пристыженная я лежу на холодном полу.
Иллюзия так и не стала явью.
Я очнулась ото сна и смотрю на прекрасное небо, порванное в клочья.
Ты немного опоздал, я уже разорвана на части.

Наверное, гадалка была права,
Но она могла бы точнее увидеть что там, а не просто божественное свечение.
У меня от тебя мурашки бегали по телу, а теперь,
Мне всё равно, мне не везёт, да я и не сильно скучаю по всему этому.
Есть много вещей, до которых я не могу дотронуться, я разорвана на части.

Во мне умерла вера, вот что я чувствую.
Обнажённая и пристыженная я лежу на холодном полу.
Иллюзия так и не стала явью.
Я очнулась ото сна и смотрю на прекрасное небо, порванное в клочья.
Ты немного опоздал, я уже разорвана на части. Разорвана на части.

Он никогда не лгал.
У меня закончилось вдохновение.
Вот что происходит. Всё плохо. Я разорвана на части.

Во мне умерла вера, вот что я чувствую.
Обнажённая и пристыженная я лежу на холодном полу.
Иллюзия так и не стала явью.
Я очнулась ото сна и смотрю на прекрасное небо, порванное в клочья.
Во мне умерла вера, вот что я чувствую.
Я сломлена. Пристыженная и связанная я лежу на холодном полу.
Ты немного опоздал, я уже разорвана на части. На части... Torn ( original Natalie Imbruglia) is torn apart

I thought I saw a man brought to life
He was warm, he came around like he was dignified
He showed me what it was to cry
Well you could not be that man I adored
You do not seem to know, do not seem to care what your heart is for
But I do not know him anymore
There's nothing where he used to lie
My conversation has run dry
That's what's going on, nothing's fine I'm torn

I'm all out of faith, this is how I feel
I'm cold and I am shamed lying naked on the floor
Illusion never changed into something real
I'm wide awake and I can see the perfect sky is torn
You're a little late, I'm already torn

So I guess the fortune teller's right
Should have seen just what was there and not some holy light
But you crawled beneath my veins and now
I do not care, I have no luck, I do not miss it all that much
There's just so many things that I can not touch, I'm torn

I'm all out of faith, this is how I feel
I'm cold and I am shamed lying naked on the floor
Illusion never changed into something real
I'm wide awake and I can see the perfect sky is torn
You're a little late, I'm already torn. Torn.

There's nothing where he used to lie
My inspiration has run dry
That's what's going on, nothings right, I'm torn

I'm all out of faith, this is how I feel
I'm cold and I am shamed lying naked on the floor
Illusion never changed into something real
I'm wide awake and I can see the perfect sky is torn
I'm all out of faith, this is how I feel
I'm cold and I'm ashamed bound and broken on the floor
You're a little late, I'm already torn ... Torn ... Oh! ..
I think I met a man who has come back to life :
He was kind and behaved with dignity,
He showed me what it means to cry.
And you're not exactly the one I loved :
You do not know why you would need the heart, and you seem to not care.
But I do not communicate with him ,
He never lied .
My story was uninteresting -
That's what happens , it's bad, I'm torn .

I died in faith , that's what I feel.
Naked and ashamed I was lying on the cold floor .
The illusion did not become a reality.
I woke up from the dream and look at the beautiful sky , torn to shreds.
You're a little late , I'm already torn apart .

I guess the fortune teller was right ,
But she could see exactly what was , and not just a divine glow.
I have on you sends shivers down your body , and now ,
I do not care , I was not lucky, and I do not much miss the whole thing.
There are many things to which I can not touch , I'm torn .

I died in faith , that's what I feel.
Naked and ashamed I was lying on the cold floor .
The illusion did not become a reality.
I woke up from the dream and look at the beautiful sky , torn to shreds.
You're a little late , I'm already torn apart . Torn to pieces .

He never lied .
I ran out of inspiration.
Here's what happens . Everything is bad . I'm torn apart .

I died in faith , that's what I feel.
Naked and ashamed I was lying on the cold floor .
The illusion did not become a reality.
I woke up from the dream and look at the beautiful sky , torn to shreds.
I died in faith , that's what I feel.
I am broken. Ashamed and related I lay on the cold floor .
You're a little late , I'm already torn apart . On the part of ...