1979
Shakedown 1979, cool kids never have the time
On a live wire right up off the street
You and i should meet
Junebug skipping like a stone
With the headlights pointed at the dawn
We were sure we'd never see an end to it all
And i don't even care to shake these zipper blues
And we don't know
Just where our bones will rest
To dust i guess
Forgotten and absorbed into the earth below
Double cross the vacant and the bored
They're not sure just what we have in the store
Morphine city slippin dues down to see
That we don't even care as restless as we are
We feel the pull in the land of a thousand guilts
And poured cement, lamented and assured
To the lights and towns below
Faster than the speed of sound
Faster than we thought we'd go, beneath the sound of hope
Justine never knew the rules,
Hung down with the freaks and the ghouls
No apologies ever need be made,
I know you better than you fake it
To see that we don't care to shake these zipper blues
And we don't know
Just where our bones will rest
To dust i guess
Forgotten and absorbed into the earth below
The street heats the urgency of sound
As you can see there's no one around
1979
Лихой 1979 год, детишкам никогда времени ни на что не хватает
На задворках улицы, за забором обвитым плющом,
Ты и я могли бы встретиться
Фольксваген «Жук» прыгающий как камень
С фарами, нацеленными на рассвет
Мы были уверены, что этому всему никогда не будет конца
И я не буду ворошить этот «блюз молний»
И мы не знаем
Где упокоятся с миром и превратятся в прах наши кости,
Которые, как я полагаю,
Будут забыты и смешаны с землёй
«Разводка» от пустоты и скуки
Они даже не задумывались о том, что поимеют в магазинчике
И город, одурманенный морфием, погружён в спячку, чтобы увидеть
Что нам наплевать на то, что мы настолько неугомонны
Мы чувствуем напряг в этой стране тысяч виноватых
И бетонных строений, горюющие и самодовольные
Мы неслись к огням городов
Быстрее скорости звука
Быстрее чем мы могли предположить, с отголосками надежды в ушах
Джустин всегда плевала на правила
Зависала с уродами и упырями всякими
И не надо никаких сожалений
Я тебя знаю лучше, чем ты прикидываешься
Что понимаешь, что я не буду ворошить этот «блюз молний»
И мы не знаем
Где упокоятся с миром и превратятся в прах наши кости,
Которые, как я полагаю,
Будут забыты и смешаны с землёй
Улица раскаляется от натиска звуков
В то время, как ты понимаешь, что вокруг никого 1979
Shakedown 1979, cool kids never have the time
On a live wire right up off the street
You and i should meet
Junebug skipping like a stone
With the headlights pointed at the dawn
We were sure we'd never see an end to it all
And i do not even care to shake these zipper blues
And we do not know
Just where our bones will rest
To dust i guess
Forgotten and absorbed into the earth below
Double cross the vacant and the bored
They're not sure just what we have in the store
Morphine city slippin dues down to see
That we do not even care as restless as we are
We feel the pull in the land of a thousand guilts
And poured cement, lamented and assured
To the lights and towns below
Faster than the speed of sound
Faster than we thought we'd go, beneath the sound of hope
Justine never knew the rules,
Hung down with the freaks and the ghouls
No apologies ever need be made,
I know you better than you fake it
To see that we do not care to shake these zipper blues
And we do not know
Just where our bones will rest
To dust i guess
Forgotten and absorbed into the earth below
The street heats the urgency of sound
As you can see there's no one around
1979
Dashing in 1979, kids never time for anything is missing
In the back streets behind the fence entwined with ivy,
You and I could meet
Volkswagen "Beetle" bouncing like a stone
With the headlights aimed at dawn
We were sure that this all will never end
And I will not stir up the "Lightning blues"
And we do not know
Where to rest in peace and turn to dust our bones,
Which, I suppose,
They are forgotten, and mixed with the ground
"Layout" of the emptiness and boredom
They have not even thought about that poimeyut in the shop
And the city, drugged with morphine, immersed in sleep to see
What we do not care about the fact that we are so restless
We feel strained in the country of thousands of guilty
And concrete structures, grieving and self-righteous
We rushed to the lights of cities
Faster than the speed of sound
Faster than we could imagine, with echoes of hope in the ears
Justin always spit on the rules
I hung out with all sorts of monsters and ghouls
You do not have any regrets
I know you better than you pretend
I understand that I will not stir up the "Lightning blues"
And we do not know
Where to rest in peace and turn to dust our bones,
Which, I suppose,
They are forgotten, and mixed with the ground
Street is heated from the onslaught of sounds
At that time, you realize that nobody around | |
