Когда мы были совсем юнцами, будущее было таким светлым.
Наш старый квартал был таким живым,
И каждый ребенок на нашей древней проклятой улочке
Собирался добиться успеха и при этом не огрести.
Сейчас наш квартал полуразвален и забыт.
Дети оттуда выросли, но их жизни такие же изношенные.
Как могла такая маленькая улочка
Сгубить столько жизней?!
Шансы упущены,
Ничто не даётся просто так.
Тоска по тому, что осталось в прошлом...
Всё же тяжко,
Тяжко смотреть:
Хрупкие жизни, разбитые мечты:
С этими детьми не всё в порядке...
У Джеми был шанс, действительно был!
Но вместо этого она все бросила и обзавелась парой детишек.
Марк до сих пор сидит дома, потому что нет работы,
Он только играет на гитаре и курит до черта марихуаны.
Джей покончил жизнь самоубийством,
Брэндон огрёб передозировку и умер,
Что за чертовщина происходит?!
Это чертова жестокая реальность!
When we were young the future was so bright
The old neighbourhood was so alive
And every kid on the whole damn street
Was gonna make it big and not be beat
Now the neighbourhood's cracked and torn
The kids are grown up but their lives are worn
How can one little street
Swallow so many lives
Chances thrown
Nothing's free
Longing for what used to be
Still it's hard
Hard to see
Fragile lives, shattered dreams
The kids aren't alright
Jamie had a chance, well she really did
Instead she dropped out and had a couple of kids
Mark still lives at home cause he's got no job
He just plays guitar and smokes a lot of pot
Jay committed suicide
Brandon od'd and died
What the hell is going on
The cruellest damn, reality
When we were quite an eunchers, the future was so light.
Our old quarter was so alive,
And every child on our ancient damn street
I was going to succeed and at the same time not to decease.
Now our quarter is half-hearted and forgotten.
Children from there rose, but their lives are the same worn.
How could such a little street
Relieve so many lives?!
Chances are missed
Nothing is given just like that.
Longing for what remained in the past ...
Still hard,
Trying to watch:
Fragile life, broken dreams:
With these children, not everything is in order ...
Jamie had a chance, really was!
But instead, she threw everything and acquired a couple of kids.
Mark still sits at home because there is no work,
He only plays the guitar and smokes to marijuana.
Jay committed suicide
Brandon Ogreb overdose and died
What kind of hell is going on?!
This is damn cruel reality!
WHEN WE WERE YOUNG THE FUTURE WAS SO BRIGHT
THE OLD NEIGHBOURHOOD WAS SO ALIVE
AND EVERY KID ON THE WHOLE DAMN STREET
Was Gonna Make It Big and Not Be Beat
NOW THE NEIGHBOURHOOD'S CRACKED AND TORN
The Kids Are Grown Up But Their Lives Are Worn
How Can One Little Street
Swallow SO Many Lives
Chances Thrown.
Nothing's Free.
Longing for What Used to Be
Still It's Hard
Hard to See
Fragile Lives, Shattered Dreams
THE KIDS AREN ALRIGHT
Jamie Had A Chance, WELL SHE REALLY DID
ASTEAD SHE DROPPED OUT AND HAD A COUPLE OF KIDS
Mark Still Lives At Home Cause He's Got No Job
He Just Plays Guitar and Smokes A Lot Of Pot
Jay Committed Suicide.
Brandon Od'd and Died
What the hell is going on
THE CRESELEST DAMN, REALITY
