Written in these walls are the stories that I can't explain
На этих стенах написаны истории, объяснить которые я не могу.
I leave my heart open but it stays right here empty for days
Я открыл своё сердце, но проходят дни, а оно всё ещё остаётся пустым.
She told me in the morning she don't feel the same about us in her bones
Утром она сказала мне, что не настолько уверена 1 в "нас", как я.
It seems to me that when I die these words will be written on my stone
Наверное, когда я умру, эти слова высекут на моём надгробии...
And I'll be gone gone tonight
Сегодня ночью меня здесь уже не будет,
The ground beneath my feet is open wide
Земля разверзлась под моими ногами.
The way that I been holdin' on too tight
Я слишком сильно цеплялся
With nothing in between
За пустоту.
The story of my life I take her home
История такая: 2 я отвожу её домой,
I drive all night to keep her warm and time
Провожу за рулём всю ночь, лишь бы ей было тепло, и время
Is frozen (the story of, the story of)
Застывает (история, история).
The story of my life I give her hope
Такая вот фигня: я даю ей надежду,
I spend her love until she's broke inside
А затем растрачиваю её любовь, пока в её душе не останется пустота.
The story of my life (the story of, the story of)
Такая вот история (история, история)
Written on these walls are the colors that I can't change
Эти стены раскрашены цветами, изменить которые мне не под силу.
Leave my heart open but it stays right here in its cage
Я открыл своё сердце, но проходят дни, а оно всё остаётся в своей клетке...
I know that in the morning
Я знаю, что утром
I'll see us in the light upon your ear
Увижу нас лежащими вместе в лучах солнца.
Although I am broken, my heart is untamed still
И пусть я сломлен, моё сердце осталось неукрощённым...
And I'll be gone gone tonight
Сегодня ночью меня здесь уже не будет,
The fire beneath my feet is burning bright
Под моими ногами полыхает пламя.
The way that I been holdin' on so tight
Я слишком сильно цеплялся
With nothing in between
За пустоту.
The story of my life I take her home
История такая: я отвожу её домой,
I drive all night to keep her warm and time
Провожу за рулём всю ночь, лишь бы ей было тепло, и время
Is frozen (the story of, the story of)
Застывает (история, история).
The story of my life I give her hope
Такая вот фигня: я даю ей надежду,
I spend her love until she's broke inside
А затем растрачиваю её любовь, пока в её душе не останется пустота.
The story of my life (the story of, the story of)
Такая вот история (история, история)
And I been waiting for this time to come around
Я всё ждал, когда наступит это время.
But baby running after you is like chasing the clouds
Но, милая, гнаться за тобой - всё равно, что преследовать облака.
The story of my life I take her home
История такая: я отвожу её домой,
I drive all night to keep her warm and time
Провожу за рулём всю ночь, лишь бы ей было тепло, и время
Is frozen
Застывает...
The story of my life I give her hope (give her hope)
Такая вот фигня: я даю ей надежду (даю ей надежду),
I spend her love until she's broke inside
А затем растрачиваю её любовь, пока в её душе не останется пустота.
(until she's broke inside)
(пока в её душе не останется пустота),
The story of my life (the story of, the story of)
Такая вот история (история, история)
The story of my life
Такая вот история,
The story of my life (the story of, the story of)
Такая вот история (история, история),
The story of my life.
1 - feel in one's bones (фразеологизм) - быть совершенно уверенным
2 - the story of my life (устойчивое словосочетание) ~ такая вот фигня (история) / со мной всегда так / наступаю на одни и те же грабли Written in these walls are the stories that I can't explain
There are stories written on these walls that I cannot explain.
I leave my heart open but it stays right here empty for days
I opened my heart, but days go by, and it still remains empty.
She told me in the morning she don't feel the same about us in her bones
In the morning she told me that she was not as sure 1 of "us" as I am.
It seems to me that when I die these words will be written on my stone
Probably, when I die, these words will be carved on my tombstone ...
And I'll be gone gone tonight
I won't be here tonight
The ground beneath my feet is open wide
The earth opened up under my feet.
The way that I been holdin 'on too tight
I clung too much
With nothing in between
For emptiness.
The story of my life I take her home
The story is this: 2 I take her home
I drive all night to keep her warm and time
I spend all night behind the wheel, if only she was warm and time
Is frozen (the story of, the story of)
Freezes (history, history).
The story of my life I give her hope
Such is the bullshit: I give her hope
I spend her love until she's broke inside
And then I waste her love until there is nothing left in her soul.
The story of my life (the story of, the story of)
Such is the story (story, story)
Written on these walls are the colors that I can't change
These walls are painted with colors that I cannot change.
Leave my heart open but it stays right here in its cage
I opened my heart, but days pass, and it still remains in its cage ...
I know that in the morning
I know that in the morning
I'll see us in the light upon your ear
See us lying together in the sun
Although I am broken, my heart is untamed still
And even though I am broken, my heart remained untamed ...
And I'll be gone gone tonight
I won't be here tonight
The fire beneath my feet is burning bright
Flames are burning under my feet.
The way that I been holdin 'on so tight
I clung too much
With nothing in between
For emptiness.
The story of my life I take her home
The story is this: I take her home
I drive all night to keep her warm and time
I spend all night behind the wheel, if only she was warm, and the time
Is frozen (the story of, the story of)
Freezes (history, history).
The story of my life I give her hope
This is bullshit: I give her hope
I spend her love until she's broke inside
And then I waste her love until there is nothing left in her soul.
The story of my life (the story of, the story of)
Such is the story (story, story)
And I been waiting for this time to come around
I kept waiting for that time.
But baby running after you is like chasing the clouds
But honey, chasing you is like chasing clouds.
The story of my life I take her home
The story is this: I take her home
I drive all night to keep her warm and time
I spend all night behind the wheel, if only she was warm and time
Is frozen
Freezes ...
The story of my life I give her hope (give her hope)
Such bullshit, I give her hope (I give her hope)
I spend her love until she's broke inside
And then I waste her love until there is nothing left in her soul.
(until she's broke inside)
(until there is emptiness in her soul)
The story of my life (the story of, the story of)
Such is the story (story, story)
The story of my life
Such is the story
The story of my life (the story of, the story of)
Such is the story (story, story)
The story of my life.
1 - feel in one's bones (phraseological unit) - to be completely confident
2 - the story of my life (stable phrase) ~ such is this garbage (history) / it's always like this with me / I step on the same rake Смотрите также: | |
