I see houses, rows and rows of red bricks
I see black cars, some blood-stained exit
I got a feeling that you, I've been in here before
How many lives will you waste, how many tears must you taste
Before your freedom, ah-ah-ah, before your freedom, ah-ah-ah
I see mountains, blood-red sunsets
I see a billion stars, love deafened and betrayed
I got a feeling that you, I've been in here before
How many lives will you waste, how many tears must you taste
Before your freedom, ah-ah-ah, before your freedom, ah-ah-ah
Don't be late, don't be late, don't be late, don't be late
Late, don't be late, don't be late
I got a feeling that you, I've been in here before
How many lives will you waste, how many tears must you taste
Before your freedom, ah-ah-ah
I got a feeling that you, I've been in here before
How many lives will you waste, how many blood must you taste
Before your freedom, oh
It's just this murder, trouble and strife turning me into another guy
It's just murder, trouble and strife turning me into another guy, oh
Don't be late, don't be late, don't be late when I call you up
ПЕРЕВОД
Я вижу дома, рядами из красного кирпича,
Я вижу черные автомобили, некоторые с кровавыми дверьми.
У меня ощущение о тебе, я был здесь раньше,
Сколько жизней ты сольешь, сколько слез попробуешь?
Прежде чем твоя свобода, о-о-о, прежде чем твоя свобода, о-о.
Я вижу горы, кроваво-красные закаты,
Я вижу миллиарды звезд, любовь оглушила и предала.
У меня ощущение о тебе, я был здесь раньше,
Сколько жизней ты сольешь, сколько слез попробуешь?
Прежде чем твоя свобода, о-о-о, прежде чем твоя свобода, о-о.
Не опоздай, не опоздай, не опоздай, не опоздай
Поздно, не опоздай, не опаздай.
У меня ощущение о тебе, я был здесь раньше,
Сколько жизней ты сольешь, сколько слез попробуешь?
Прежде чем твоя свобода, о-о-о...
У меня ощущение о тебе, я был здесь раньше,
Сколько жизней ты сольешь, сколько слез попробуешь?
Прежде чем твоя свобода, о-о-о...
Это просто убийство, проблемы и конфликты поворачиваются ко мне, к другому парню,
Это просто убийство, проблемы и конфликты поворачиваются ко мне, к другому парню, ох.
Не опоздай, не опоздай, не опоздай, когда я позвоню. I see houses, rows and rows of red bricks
I see black cars, some blood-stained exit
I got a feeling that you, I've been in here before
How many lives will you waste, how many tears must you taste
Before your freedom, ah-ah-ah, before your freedom, ah-ah-ah
I see mountains, blood-red sunsets
I see a billion stars, love deafened and betrayed
I got a feeling that you, I've been in here before
How many lives will you waste, how many tears must you taste
Before your freedom, ah-ah-ah, before your freedom, ah-ah-ah
Do not be late, do not be late, do not be late, do not be late
Late, do not be late, do not be late
I got a feeling that you, I've been in here before
How many lives will you waste, how many tears must you taste
Before your freedom, ah-ah-ah
I got a feeling that you, I've been in here before
How many lives will you waste, how many blood must you taste
Before your freedom, oh
It's just this murder, trouble and strife turning me into another guy
It's just murder, trouble and strife turning me into another guy, oh
Do not be late, do not be late, do not be late when I call you up
TRANSLATION
I see houses, rows of red brick,
I see black cars, some with bloody doors.
I have a feeling about you, I've been here before,
How many lives do you solesh how many tears you try?
Before your freedom, oh-oh-oh, before your freedom, oh.
I see mountains, blood-red sunsets,
I see billions of stars, love stunned and betrayed.
I have a feeling about you, I've been here before,
How many lives do you solesh how many tears you try?
Before your freedom, oh-oh-oh, before your freedom, oh.
Do not be late, do not be late, do not be late, do not be late
Late, do not be late, do not be late.
I have a feeling about you, I've been here before,
How many lives do you solesh how many tears you try?
Before your freedom, oh-oh-oh ...
I have a feeling about you, I've been here before,
How many lives do you solesh how many tears you try?
Before your freedom, oh-oh-oh ...
It's just murder, problems and conflicts are turning to me, to the other guy,
It's just murder, problems and conflicts are turning to me, to the other guy, oh.
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