Текст песни Dixie Chicks - Not Ready To Make Nice
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Forgive, sounds good. Forget, I'm not sure I could. They say time heals everything, But I'm still waiting I'm through, with doubt, There's nothing left for me to figure out, I've paid a price, and i'll keep paying I'm not ready to make nice, I'm not ready to back down, I'm still mad as hell And I don't have time To go round and round and round It's too late to make it right I probably wouldn't if I could Cause I'm mad as hell Can't bring myself to do what it is You think I should I know you said Why can't you just get over it, It turned my whole world around and i kind of like it I made by bed, and I sleep like a baby, With no regrets and I don't mind saying, It's a sad sad story That a mother will teach her daughter that she ought to hate a perfect stranger. And how in the world Can the words that I said Send somebody so over the edge That they'd write me a letter Saying that I better shut up and sing Or my life will be over I'm not ready to make nice, I'm not ready to back down, I'm still mad as hell And I don't have time To go round and round and round It's too late to make it right I probably wouldn't if I could Cause I'm mad as hell Can't bring myself to do what it is You think I should I'm not ready to make nice, I'm not ready to back down, I'm still mad as hell And I don't have time To go round and round and round It's too late to make it right I probably wouldn't if I could Cause I'm mad as hell Can't bring myself to do what it is You think I should Forgive, sounds good. Forget, I'm not sure I could. They say time heals everything, But I'm still waiting Простить тебя – звучит красиво, Но забудь об этом, не думаю, что это возможно. Говорят, время лечит, Но это вряд ли случится скоро. Меня больше не терзают сомнения, Мне больше нечего обдумывать. Я уже заплатила высокую цену, но мне ещё немало предстоит. Я не готова снова стать белой и пушистой, Я не готова сдать свои позиции, Я по-прежнему зла на тебя. У меня нет времени Ходить вокруг да около – Слишком поздно пытаться что-либо исправить. Да я, пожалуй, и не стала бы, даже если бы могла, Потому что я безумно зла на тебя И не могу заставить себя делать то, Что, по-твоему, должна бы сделать. Знаю, ты сказал: «Почему ты не можешь просто забыть об этом?» Но от этого весь мой мир перевернулся с ног на голову, И, кажется, мне нравится этот новый порядок. Я заправляю кровать и сплю сном младенца, Ни о чём не сожалея. Я не отрицаю, Слишком уж печальной будет история, Которую мать расскажет своей дочери, О незнакомце, которого она должна будет ненавидеть. Каким образом Слова, которые я произнесла, Могли довести человека до того, Что он в письме Приказал мне заткнуться и заниматься своим делом, Пригрозив, в случае неповиновения, расправиться со мной? Я не готова снова стать белой и пушистой, Я не готова сдать свои позиции, Я по-прежнему зла на тебя. У меня нет времени Ходить вокруг да около – Слишком поздно пытаться что-либо исправить. Да я, пожалуй, и не стала бы, даже если бы могла, Потому что я безумно зла на тебя И не могу заставить себя делать то, Что, по-твоему, должна бы сделать. Я не готова снова стать белой и пушистой, Я не готова сдать свои позиции, Я по-прежнему зла на тебя. У меня нет времени Ходить вокруг да около – Слишком поздно пытаться что-либо исправить. Да я, пожалуй, и не стала бы, даже если бы могла, Потому что я безумно зла на тебя И не могу заставить себя делать то, Что, по-твоему, я должна бы сделать. Простить тебя – звучит красиво, Но забудь об этом, не думаю, что это возможно. Говорят, время лечит, Но это вряд ли случ Смотрите также:
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Forgive, sounds good.
Forget, I'm not sure I could.
They say time heals everything,
But I'm still waiting
I'm through, with doubt,
There's nothing left for me to figure out,
I've paid a price, and i'll keep paying
I'm not ready to make nice,
I'm not ready to back down,
I'm still mad as hell
And I don't have time
To go round and round and round
It's too late to make it right
I probably wouldn't if I could
Cause I'm mad as hell
Can't bring myself to do what it is
You think I should
I know you said
Why can't you just get over it,
It turned my whole world around
and i kind of like it
I made by bed, and I sleep like a baby,
With no regrets and I don't mind saying,
It's a sad sad story
That a mother will teach her daughter
that she ought to hate a perfect stranger.
And how in the world
Can the words that I said
Send somebody so over the edge
That they'd write me a letter
Saying that I better shut up and sing
Or my life will be over
I'm not ready to make nice,
I'm not ready to back down,
I'm still mad as hell
And I don't have time
To go round and round and round
It's too late to make it right
I probably wouldn't if I could
Cause I'm mad as hell
Can't bring myself to do what it is
You think I should
I'm not ready to make nice,
I'm not ready to back down,
I'm still mad as hell
And I don't have time
To go round and round and round
It's too late to make it right
I probably wouldn't if I could
Cause I'm mad as hell
Can't bring myself to do what it is
You think I should
Forgive, sounds good.
Forget, I'm not sure I could.
They say time heals everything,
But I'm still waiting
Forgive you sounds beautiful
But forget about it, I don’t think it is possible.
They say time heals
But this is unlikely to happen soon.
I'm no longer tormented by doubts
I have nothing more to think about.
I have already paid a high price, but I still have a lot to do.
I'm not ready to become white and fluffy again,
I'm not ready to give up my positions
I'm still mad at you.
I have no time
To beat around the bush -
Too late to try to fix something.
Yes, I probably wouldn’t, even if I could,
Because I'm madly mad at you
And I can’t force myself to do what
What do you think should do.
I know you said:
"Why can't you just forget about it?"
But that made my whole world turn upside down
And I seem to like this new order.
I make the bed and sleep the baby
Regretting nothing. I do not deny,
The story will be too sad
Which mother will tell her daughter
About a stranger whom she will have to hate.
How
The words that I said
Could bring a person to that
What is he in the letter
He ordered me to shut up and go about my business
Threatening, in case of disobedience, to kill me?
I'm not ready to become white and fluffy again,
I'm not ready to give up my positions
I'm still mad at you.
I have no time
To beat around the bush -
Too late to try to fix something.
Yes, I probably wouldn’t, even if I could,
Because I'm madly mad at you
And I can’t force myself to do what
What do you think should do.
I'm not ready to become white and fluffy again,
I'm not ready to give up my positions
I'm still mad at you.
I have no time
To beat around the bush -
Too late to try to fix something.
Yes, I probably wouldn’t, even if I could,
Because I'm madly mad at you
And I can’t force myself to do what
What do you think I should do.
Forgive you sounds beautiful
But forget about it, I don’t think it is possible.
They say time heals
But this is hardly the case
