Текст песни TVD 8х09 Sara Bareilles - She Used to Be Mine
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She used to be mine
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Я была ею
It’s not simple to say
That most days I don’t recognize me,
That these shoes and this apron,
This place and its patrons
Have taken more than I gave them.
It’s not easy to know
I’m not anything like I used to be
Although it’s true
I was never attention’s sweet center,
I still remember that girl.
She’s imperfect, but she tries.
She is good, but she lies.
She is hard on herself.
She is broken and won’t ask for help.
She is messy, but she’s kind.
She is lonely most of the time.
She is all of this mixed up
And baked in a beautiful pie.
She is gone, but she used to be mine.
It’s not what I asked for,
Sometimes life just slips in through a backdoor
And carves out a person
And makes you believe it’s all true.
And now I’ve got you.
And you’re not what I asked for.
If I’m honest, I know
I would give it all back
For a chance to start over,
And rewrite an ending or two
For the girl that I knew
Who’ll be reckless just enough,
Who’ll get hurt, but learns how to toughen up,
When she’s bruised and gets used
By a man who can’t love
And then she’ll stuck and be scared
Of the life that’s inside her
Growing stronger each day
Till it finally reminds her
To fight just a little,
To bring back the light in her eyes
That’s been gone, but used to be mine,
Used to be mine.
She is messy, but she’s kind.
She is lonely most of the time.
She is all of this mixed up
And baked in a beautiful pie.
She is gone, but she used to be mine.
Не так просто рассказать,
Что бывают дни, когда я не узнаю себя,
Что эти туфли и этот фартук,
Это место и его постоянные клиенты
Взяли больше, чем я дала им.
Не так просто признать,
Что я не та, кем была раньше,
Хотя не поспоришь,
Я никогда не была центром всеобщего внимания,
Но я все еще помню ту девушку.
Она не идеальна, но она старается.
Она хорошая, хотя не всегда говорит правду.
Она многого требует от себя.
Она сломлена и не попросит о помощи.
Она неряшлива, но она добра.
Она почти всегда одинока.
Она – все это, замешанное и
Запеченное в прекрасный пирог.
Я когда-то была ею, а теперь ее нет.
Я не просила этого,
Иногда жизнь просто утекает через заднюю дверь
А тебе дает человека
И заставляет верить ему.
А вот теперь еще ты.
И о тебе я не просила.
Если совсем честно,
Я отдала бы все, что у меня теперь есть,
За возможность начать сначала
И переписать пару концовок
За ту девушку, которой я была.
Она была бы в меру безрассудной,
Несмотря на боль, она научилась бы
Стоять за себя, когда ее бьет, когда ее использует
Человек, неспособный на любовь.
А потом она бы застряла и испугалась
Новой жизни внутри нее,
Которая все набирает силу,
Чтобы однажды заставить
Побороться еще и еще чуть-чуть,
Чтобы вернулся огонь в ее глазах,
Тот, которого нет, но который был у меня,
Когда-то был у меня.
Она неряшлива, но она добра.
Она почти всегда одинока.
Она – все это, замешанное и
Запеченное в прекрасный пирог.
Я когда-то была ею, а теперь ее нет.
She used to be mine
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I was her
It’s not simple to say
That most days I don’t recognize me,
This shoes
This place and its patrons
Have taken them.
It’s not easy to know
I’m not anything like I used to be
Although it’s true
Sweet center,
I still remember that girl.
She’s imperfect but she she tries.
She is good, but she lies.
She is hard on herself.
She is broken and won’t ask for help.
She is messy, but she’s kind.
She is the lonely most of the time.
She is all of this mixed up
And baked in a beautiful pie.
She is gone, but she used mine.
It’s not what I asked for,
Sometimes life just slips in through a backdoor
And carves out a person
And make it true.
And now I’ve got you.
And you’re not what I asked for.
If I honest, I know
I would give it all back
For a chance to start over,
And rewrite an ending or two
For the girl that I knew
Who’ll be reckless just enough
Who’ll get hurt, but learns how to toughen up,
When she’s bruised and gets used
By a man who can’t love
She’ll stuck and be scared
That’s inside of life
Growing stronger each day
Till it finally reminds her
To fight just a little,
To bring back light in her eyes
That’s been gone, but used to be mine,
Used to be mine.
She is messy, but she’s kind.
She is the lonely most of the time.
She is all of this mixed up
And baked in a beautiful pie.
She is gone, but she used mine.
Not easy to tell
What are the days when I don't recognize myself,
What are these shoes and this apron,
This place and its regular customers
They took more than I gave them.
Not easy to admit
That I'm not the same person I was before
Although you can not argue
I have never been the center of attention
But I still remember that girl.
She is not perfect, but she tries.
She is good, although not always telling the truth.
She demands a lot from herself.
She is broken and will not ask for help.
She is sloppy, but she is kind.
She is almost always alone.
She is all that, mixed up and
Baked in a lovely cake.
I once was it, but now it is not.
I did not ask for it,
Sometimes life just flows through the back door.
Gives you a man
And makes believe him.
And now you are.
And I didn’t ask about you.
To be honest
I would give everything I have now,
For the opportunity to start over
And rewrite a couple of endings
For the girl I was.
She would be moderately reckless
Despite the pain, she would learn
Stand up for yourself when it hits, when it uses
A man incapable of love.
And then she would be stuck and scared
New life inside her,
Which is gaining strength,
To force one day
Fight more and more,
To return the fire in her eyes,
The one that is not, but which was with me,
Once was with me.
She is sloppy, but she is kind.
She is almost always alone.
She is all that, mixed up and
Baked in a lovely cake.
I once was it, but now it is not.
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