No one knows what it's like
To be the bad man
To be the sad man
Behind blue eyes
And no one knows
What it's like to be hated
To be fated to telling only lies
[Chorus:]
But my dreams they aren't as empty
As my conscience seems to be
I have hours, only lonely
My love is vengeance
That's never free
No one knows what its like
To feel these feelings
Like I do, and I blame you!
No one bites back as hard
On their anger
None of my pain and woe
Can show through
[Chorus:]
But my dreams they aren't as empty
As my conscience seems to be
I have hours, only lonely
My love is vengeance
That's never free
Discover l.i.m.p. say it [x4]
No one knows what its like
To be mistreated, to be defeated
Behind blue eyes
No one knows how to say
That they're sorry and don't worry
I'm not telling lies
[Chorus:]
But my dreams they aren't as empty
As my conscience seems to be
I have hours, only lonely
My love is vengeance
That's never free
No one knows what its like
To be the bad man, to be the sad man
Behind blue eyes.
Никто не знает,
Каково на самом деле быть плохим,
Каково это - грустить
и скрывать свои чувства за глубиной голубых глаз.
Никто не знает, каково это,
Когда тебя ненавидят,
А тебе судьбой предрешено
Лишь лгать...
Но мои мечты не так пусты,
Как кажется пустой моя совесть,
Я провожу все свое время в глухом одиночестве,
Моя любовь - месть,
Которой не суждено освободится...
Никто не знает,
Каково это - чувствовать то,
Что чувствую я,
И в этом я виню тебя...
Никому не приходится прикладывать столько усилий,
Чтобы сдерживать свой гнев.
Мою боль и мое горе никто не сможет увидеть...
Но мои мечты не так пусты,
Как кажется пустой моя совесть,
Я провожу все свое время в глухом одиночестве,
Моя любовь - месть,
Которой не суждено освободится...
Никто не знает, каково это,
Когда с тобой плохо обращаются,
Когда ты сражен
И скрываешь это за глубиной голубых глаз.
Никто не знает,
Как выразить свое сожаление...
И не переживай,
Я не вру.
Но мои мечты не так пусты,
Как кажется пустой моя совесть,
Я провожу все свое время в глухом одиночестве,
Моя любовь - месть,
Которой не суждено освободится...
Никто не знает,
Каково на самом деле быть плохим,
Каково это - грустить
и скрывать свои чувства за глубиной голубых глаз. No one knows what it's like
To be the bad man
To be the sad man
Behind blue eyes
And no one knows
What it's like to be hated
To be fated to telling only lies
[Chorus:]
But my dreams they are not as empty
As my conscience seems to be
I have hours, only lonely
My love is vengeance
That's never free
No one knows what its like
To feel these feelings
Like I do, and I blame you!
No one bites back as hard
On their anger
None of my pain and woe
Can show through
[Chorus:]
But my dreams they are not as empty
As my conscience seems to be
I have hours, only lonely
My love is vengeance
That's never free
Discover l.i.m.p. say it [x4]
No one knows what its like
To be mistreated, to be defeated
Behind blue eyes
No one knows how to say
That they're sorry and do not worry
I'm not telling lies
[Chorus:]
But my dreams they are not as empty
As my conscience seems to be
I have hours, only lonely
My love is vengeance
That's never free
No one knows what its like
To be the bad man, to be the sad man
Behind blue eyes.
Nobody knows
What actually be bad,
What is it - sad
and hide their feelings for deep blue eyes.
No one knows what it is,
When you hate ,
And you fate is predetermined
Only a lie ...
But my dreams are not as empty
It seems empty my conscience ,
I spend all my time in the deep solitude,
My love - the place
Which was not to be released ...
Nobody knows
How does it feel - to feel what
What I feel,
And I blame you ...
No one has put so much effort ,
To control his anger .
My pain and my grief , no one can see ...
But my dreams are not as empty
It seems empty my conscience ,
I spend all my time in the deep solitude,
My love - the place
Which was not to be released ...
No one knows what it is,
When you and I are mistreated ,
When you're smitten
And hide it for deep blue eyes.
Nobody knows
How to express their regret ...
And do not worry,
I'm not lying .
But my dreams are not as empty
It seems empty my conscience ,
I spend all my time in the deep solitude,
My love - the place
Which was not to be released ...
Nobody knows
What actually be bad,
What is it - sad
and hide their feelings for deep blue eyes. | |
