Текст песни Voltaire - The Last Word
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What do you call it When another forces your hand And what will they say When they find me here this way And know, no no no it wasn't my idea No it wasn't my idea But oh, just to see your face When you find me here like this Now there's no time for wondering Darkness is now at my door Rapping with his bony fingers He's come to take me home He'll envelope me in sleep Wrapped in black feathery wings But before we fly, here's my goodbye I get the last word I get the last laugh As sure as the room is growing cold I'll have the last word I'll have the last laugh As sure as my blood is running cold They won't call it suicide Because i've got the killer's name Engraved so deeply in my veins They will call it homocide Because i've got your name So clearly carved into my wrist The weak and the lame will find their way To escape but why should i Leave all this beauty behind And forfeit the joy in my life In the name of an enemy I'll have the last word I'll have the last laugh As sure as the room is growing cold I'll have the last word I'll have the last laugh As sure as your blood is running cold Far be it for I to leave all this beauty behind I will stay to watch you wither away And with any luck you may be hit by a truck And i will remain to dance upon your grave Oh, look, can't you see how much your death means to me Please won't you play in a busy street Far be it for I to leave all this beauty behind I will remain to dance upon your grave Как это называется, Когда кто-то другой управляет твоей рукой? И что скажут люди, Если найдут меня здесь в таком виде? И знаешь, нет, нет, нет, это была не моя идея. Нет, это была не моя идея. Это было просто чтобы увидеть твое лицо, Когда ты найдешь меня таким. Сейчас нет времени удивляться. Ангел Смерти стоит у моей двери, Стучится своими костлявыми пальцами. Он пришел, чтобы забрать меня домой Он завернет меня во сне В черные оперенные крылья. Но прежде, чем мы улетим, вот мое прощание: У меня будет последнее слово, У меня будет последний смех. Я уверен в этом так же, как в том, что в комнате холодает. У меня будет последнее слово, У меня будет последний смех. Я в этом так же уверен, как в том, что моя кровь холодеет. Это не назовут самоубийством, Потому что у меня есть имя убийцы, Выгравированное так глубоко в моих венах. Это назовут убийством, Потому что твое имя Так четко вырезано на моем запястье. Слабые и увечные найдут свой путь К спасению, но почему я должен Оставить всю эту красоту позади И отказываться от всей радости в своей жизни В пользу врага? Я говорю последнее слово, Я смеюсь в последний раз. Я уверен в этом так же, как в том, что в комнате холодает. У меня будет последнее слово, У меня будет последний смех. Я в этом так же уверен, как в том, что моя кровь холодеет. Чтобы не оставить всю эту красоту позади, Я задержусь и посмотрю, как ты увядаешь. Ну и может, мне повезет и тебя собьет грузовик, А я останусь, чтобы станцевать на твоей могиле. О, смотри, ты не можешь понять как много твоя смерть значит для меня. Пожалуйста, не хочешь поиграть на улице с оживленным движением? Чтобы не покидать всю эту красоту, Я останусь, чтобы станцевать на твоей могиле. Смотрите также:
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What do you call it
When another forces your hand
And what will they say
When they find me here this way
And know, no no no it wasn't my idea
No it wasn't my idea
But oh, just to see your face
When you find me here like this
Now there's no time for wondering
Darkness is now at my door
Rapping with his bony fingers
He's come to take me home
He'll envelope me in sleep
Wrapped in black feathery wings
But before we fly, here's my goodbye
I get the last word
I get the last laugh
As sure as the room is growing cold
I'll have the last word
I'll have the last laugh
As sure as my blood is running cold
They won't call it suicide
Because i've got the killer's name
Engraved so deeply in my veins
They will call it homocide
Because i've got your name
So clearly carved into my wrist
The weak and the lame will find their way
To escape but why should i
Leave all this beauty behind
And forfeit the joy in my life
In the name of an enemy
I'll have the last word
I'll have the last laugh
As sure as the room is growing cold
I'll have the last word
I'll have the last laugh
As sure as your blood is running cold
Far be it for I to leave all this beauty behind
I will stay to watch you wither away
And with any luck you may be hit by a truck
And i will remain to dance upon your grave
Oh, look, can't you see how much your death means to me
Please won't you play in a busy street
Far be it for I to leave all this beauty behind
I will remain to dance upon your grave
As it is called ,
When someone else controls your hand?
And people would say ,
If you find me here like this?
And you know , no, no , no, it was not my idea .
No, it was not my idea .
It was just to see your face ,
When you find me so .
There is no time to be surprised.
Angel of Death was at my door ,
Knocking his bony fingers .
He came to take me home
He zavernet me in my sleep
In black feathered wings.
But before we leave , here is my farewell :
I will have the last word ,
I will have the last laugh .
I'm in this as well as the fact that the room gets cold .
I will have the last word ,
I will have the last laugh .
I'm in this as sure as the fact that my blood runs cold .
It is not called suicide,
Because I have the name of the murderer ,
Engraved so deeply in my veins .
It would be called murder
Because your name
So clear cut on my wrist .
Weak and lame will find their way
To the rescue , but why should I
Leave all this beauty behind
And give up all the joy in your life
In favor of the enemy ?
I say the last word ,
I laugh last.
I'm in this as well as the fact that the room gets cold .
I will have the last word ,
I will have the last laugh .
I'm in this as sure as the fact that my blood runs cold .
Not to leave all this beauty behind
I linger on and see how you fade.
Well, maybe I'll get lucky and you knock truck
I'll stay to dance on your grave .
Oh, look , you can not understand how much your death means to me.
Please do not want to play in the street with heavy traffic ?
Not to leave all this beauty ,
I'll stay to dance on your grave .
