[Вступление]: (2-4)
[Куплет]:
Someone, some stranger, slyly
tossed a dice,
long and rather endless road
road to paradise
We make our way through a
crowd of gray faces.
We must skillfully cover all our traces.
Our thoughts are sacred and your
hands are clean. I
see you continue to re-
-joice in success and sheen
from the happiness that
you are so lucky,
and in this moment you are so beautiful and fucking
[Припев]:
My strange days, your long, bright, sweet and tender
nights. Shiver, haze in your dilated pupils.
It's all like a crooked mirror-fake splendor.
The little things that bind this world,uncouples
Us… Or... May-be so:
[Mixed chorus/Микс припев]
Uncertainty, haze
in your dilated pupils
The little things that
bind this world;uncouples
us. My strange days, your
long, bright and tender
nights. It's all like a crooked
mirror-fake splen-
[Бридж]:
-dor…of this world, of stupid
()
world.
[Соло]: ()
[Бридж]:
Bad evil word.Someone else's
word.
[Соло]: ()
[Бридж]:
New fingerprint found
on your ground.
Extra creak, whistle, sound
And you have no way out.
[Куплет]:
Sometimes you don't see a
solution, you start to panic.
Others joke and swear-you get
very angry and manic.
I'm trying to stand up for
your great pride
You twitch, you say I must learn to confide.
The customer asks for
money, inflates the price,
He depicts anger, re-
-peats the question trice
And you really don't want to
inflict hellish hurt
Alas, he doesn't know that there's a gun under your skirt…
(It happens.)
[Бридж]:
I'm confused..
My boss is the accused..
What else do you want to
surprise me?Bruised…
and scarred... I'll get out of here
[Куплет]:
The world hesitates and
breathes greed, callousness.
Most people are enveloped in
fear paralysis.
Everybody thinks we are
doing great atrocity,
But in fact, the meaning of our affairs is more sinuosity
When we steal something, then the
sinful soul save.
We're changing the all-
-encompassing world wave;
The age-old question:
"Where is the justice?"
In general, without each other we would begin to miss.
[Припев]:
My strange days, your long, bright, sweet and tender
nights. Shiver, haze in your dilated pupils.
It's all like a crooked mirror-fake splendor.
The little things that bind this world,uncouples
us...Or maybe so:
[Mixed chorus/Микс припев]
Uncertainty, haze
in your dilated pupils.
The little things that bind this
world; uncouples
us. My strange days, your
long, bright and tender
nights. It's all like a crooked
mirror-fake splendor…
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