Живя молитвами
Было время,
Не так уж и давно…
Томми работал в доках,
Штаты бастовали.
Он положился на удачу… было так тяжело, так тяжело.
Джина вкалывает в закусочной целыми днями,
Работая для своего мужчины, она приносит зарплату домой,
Ради любви – ради любви.
Она говорит: «Нам нужно держаться за то, что у нас есть,
И ничуть не важно,
Получится у нас или нет.
Мы есть друг у друга, и этого достаточно.
Ради любви – мы используем шанс».
Мы на середине пути,
Живём молитвами.
Возьми меня за руку, и мы сделаем это – клянусь.
Живём молитвами.
Томми заложил свою гитару,
Теперь он держит в себе всё,
Что раньше высказывал в музыке – так тяжело, так тяжело…
Джина мечтает убежать
И плачет по ночам.
Томми шепчет: «Всё в порядке, детка, настанет день…»
Нам нужно держаться за то, что у нас есть,
И ничуть не важно,
Получится у нас или нет.
Мы есть друг у друга, и этого достаточно.
Ради любви – мы используем шанс.
Мы на середине пути,
Живём молитвами.
Возьми меня за руку, и мы сделаем это – клянусь.
Живём молитвами.
Живём молитвами...
Нам нужно держаться, готовы мы к этому или нет,
Ты живёшь, чтобы бороться, когда это единственное, что у тебя есть...
Мы на середине пути,
Живём молитвами.
Возьми меня за руку, и мы сделаем это – клянусь.
Живём молитвами.
Once upon a time
Not so long ago
Tommy used to work on the docks
Union's been on strike
He's down on his luck...it's tough, so tough
Gina works the diner all day
Working for her man, she brings home her pay
For love - for love
She says: We've got to hold on to what we've got
'Cause it doesn't make a difference
If we make it or not
We've got each other and that's a lot
For love - we'll give it a shot
We're half way there
Livin' on a prayer
Take my hand and we'll make it - I swear
Livin' on a prayer
Tommy got his six string in hock
Now he's holding in what he used
To make it talk - so tough, it's tough
Gina dreams of running away
When she cries in the night
Tommy whispers: Baby it's okay, someday
We've got to hold on to what we've got
'Cause it doesn't make a difference
If we make it or not
We've got each other and that's a lot
For love - we'll give it a shot
We're half way there
Livin' on a prayer
Take my hand and we'll make it - I swear
Livin' on a prayer
We've got to hold on ready or not
You live for the fight when it's all that you've got
We're half way there
Livin' on a prayer
Take my hand and we'll make it - I swear
Livin' on a prayer living prayers
There was a time,
Not so long ago ...
Tommy worked on the docks,
US strike.
He relied on luck ... it was so hard, so hard.
Gina sticks in the diner all day,
Working for her man, she brings home a salary,
For love - for love.
She says: "We need to hold on to what we have,
And just as important,
Available from us or not.
We have each other, and that's enough.
For love - we use the chance. "
We are in the middle of the path,
We live prayers.
Take my hand and we'll make it - I swear.
We live prayers.
Tommy laid his guitar,
He keeps to himself all
As previously expressed in music - so hard, so hard ...
Gina dreams of escape
And crying at night.
Tommy whispers: "It's okay, baby, one day ..."
We need to hold on to what we have,
And just as important,
Available from us or not.
We have each other, and that's enough.
For love - we use the chance.
We are in the middle of the path,
We live prayers.
Take my hand and we'll make it - I swear.
We live prayers.
We live prayers ...
We need to hold on, we are ready for it or not,
You live to fight, when the only thing that you have ...
We are in the middle of the path,
We live prayers.
Take my hand and we'll make it - I swear.
We live prayers.
Once upon a time
Not so long ago
Tommy used to work on the docks
Union's been on strike
He's down on his luck ... it's tough, so tough
Gina works the diner all day
Working for her man, she brings home her pay
For love - for love
She says: We've got to hold on to what we've got
'Cause it does not make a difference
If we make it or not
We've got each other and that's a lot
For love - we'll give it a shot
We're half way there
Livin 'on a prayer
Take my hand and we'll make it - I swear
Livin 'on a prayer
Tommy got his six string in hock
Now he's holding in what he used
To make it talk - so tough, it's tough
Gina dreams of running away
When she cries in the night
Tommy whispers: Baby it's okay, someday
We've got to hold on to what we've got
'Cause it does not make a difference
If we make it or not
We've got each other and that's a lot
For love - we'll give it a shot
We're half way there
Livin 'on a prayer
Take my hand and we'll make it - I swear
Livin 'on a prayer
We've got to hold on ready or not
You live for the fight when it's all that you've got
We're half way there
Livin 'on a prayer
Take my hand and we'll make it - I swear
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