Текст песни Эми УайнХаус - Honey Honey
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I know you sat alone so many nights waiting for me. Я знаю, ты сидел в одиночестве столько ночей и ждал меня. Cold, your face like a stone, I hang up the phone when we disagree. Холодно, у тебя каменное лицо, я повесила трубку, когда мы поссорились. Standing there by my side when the fighting is done, Сейчас, когда битва окончена, он рядом со мной Glaring at me in the light is my little toy gun. И блестит для меня на свету, мой игрушечный пистолетик. Shining in black like shoes on a rack, with a trigger that's dressed up in gold, Черный и блестящий, как туфли на полке, с позолоченным курком, It's always warm inside my home but its handle is always so cold. У меня дома всегда тепло, но его рукоятка всегда такая холодная. Whispering into my ear all the lies you spun, Он шепчет мне на ухо ложь, сплетенную тобой, My single greatest fear is my little toy gun. Мой единственный и самый большой страх – мой игрушечный пистолетик. Wait for the day when I can save and come to a happy home, Я жду дня, когда смогу спасти репутацию и зажить счастливо, I know it's turning me to the count of girl Я знаю, это превращает меня в одну из тех девушек, Who'd rather be alone. Которые предпочитают быть одни. Just wait till I get my way, Просто подожди, пока я найду свой путь, I promise you it won't be fun. Обещаю тебе, это не будет смешно. If you feel like you should pray, Если ты чувствуешь, что должен помолиться, Pray for my little toy gun. Помолись моему игрушечному пистолету Смотрите также:
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I know you sat alone so many nights waiting for me.
I know you sat alone for so many nights waiting for me.
Cold, your face like a stone, I hang up the phone when we disagree.
It's cold, you have a stone face, I hung up when we had a fight.
Standing there by my side when the fighting is done,
Now that the battle is over, he's by my side
Glaring at me in the light is my little toy gun.
And shines for me in the light, my toy pistol.
Shining in black like shoes on a rack, with a trigger that's dressed up in gold,
Black and shiny like shoes on a shelf with a gilded trigger
It's always warm inside my home but its handle is always so cold.
It's always warm at home, but his grip is always so cold.
Whispering into my ear all the lies you spun,
He whispers in my ear the lies you woven
My single greatest fear is my little toy gun.
My only and biggest fear is my toy pistol.
Wait for the day when I can save and come to a happy home,
I'm waiting for the day I can save my reputation and live happily
I know it's turning me to the count of girl
I know it turns me into one of those girls
Who'd rather be alone.
Who prefer to be alone
Just wait till I get my way,
Just wait while I find my way
I promise you it won't be fun.
I promise you it won't be funny.
If you feel like you should pray,
If you feel like you should pray
Pray for my little toy gun.
Pray to my toy gun
