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  • Текст песни Aaron Lewis - The Story Never Ends

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    Another two months on the road
    Just two more miles and I'll be home
    to what I know
    Where things move a little slower
    and people always wave goodbye
    and say hello
    and the maples on this road
    they must be 300 years old
    just imagine all the stories they could tell
    of the tractors and the cars all coming home from listons bar
    and the country folk just out to race somehow
    to race somehow

    This is my home
    This is where I belong
    where my daughters go to school
    where opinions are strong
    where my neighbors are my friends
    and the story never ends

    So I just hit the ground and keep on running
    all of yesterday has come and gone
    so you try to pick up all the pieces
    put it all back the way it belongs
    well the next thing that you know
    it's time to play another show
    I'm leaving out of here just after dawn
    ain't it good to know that no matter where you go
    that this town has got your back
    when you are gone
    when you are gone

    And this is my home
    this is where I belong
    where my daughters go to school
    where opinions are strong
    and my amendment rights
    keep me safe at night
    where my neighbors are my friends
    and the story never ends

    This is my home
    this is where I belong
    where my daughters go to school
    where opinions are strong
    where my amendment rights
    keep me safe at night
    where my neighbors are my friends
    and the story never ends
    __________________________________________

    Еще два месяца в пути,
    Еще лишь две мили - и я буду дома,
    Там, где мне все знакомо,
    Там, где все происходит немного медленнее,
    Люди там всегда машут рукой на прощание
    И приветствуют друг друга,
    И клёнам вдоль дороги,
    Должно быть, триста лет.
    Просто представьте себе все истории, которые они смогли бы поведать о
    Тракторах и машинах, что возвращались домой из бара Листон (1),
    И народе, что выходит просто погонять,
    Просто погонять

    Это мой дом,
    Здесь я свой,
    Здесь мои дочери ходят в школу,
    Здесь убеждения глубоки,
    Здесь все мои соседи - друзья,
    И история никогда не кончается

    Я упал на землю, и продолжаю бежать,
    Прошлое пришло и ушло...
    Ты пытаешься собрать осколки,
    Собрать их так, как нужно,
    И что еще ты знаешь, так это то, что
    Время сыграть еще одно представление.
    Я покину этот край с восходом солнца,
    Не правда ли прекрасно осознавать, что куда бы ты ни шел,
    Ты всегда сможешь вернуться в этот город,
    Когда ты уйдешь,
    Когда ты уйдешь

    Это мой дом,
    Здесь я свой,
    Здесь мои дочери ходят в школу,
    А мнения играют роль,
    И меня всегда поймут, дополнят,
    Место, где я чувствую себя в безопасности.
    Где все мои соседи - друзья,
    И история никогда не кончается

    Это мой дом,
    Здесь я свой,
    Здесь мои дочери ходят в школу,
    А мнения играют роль,
    И меня всегда поймут, дополнят,
    Место, где я чувствую себя в безопасности.
    Где все мои соседи - друзья,
    И история никогда не кончается

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    Another two months on the road
    Just two more miles and I'll be home
    to what I know
    Where things move a little slower
    and people always wave goodbye
    and say hello
    and the maples on this road
    they must be 300 years old
    just imagine all the stories they could tell
    of the tractors and the cars all coming home from listons bar
    and the country folk just out to race somehow
    to race somehow

    This is my home
    This is where I belong
    where my daughters go to school
    where opinions are strong
    where my neighbors are my friends
    and the story never ends

    So I just hit the ground and keep on running
    all of yesterday has come and gone
    so you try to pick up all the pieces
    put it all back the way it belongs
    well the next thing that you know
    it's time to play another show
    I'm leaving out of here just after dawn
    ain't it good to know that no matter where you go
    that this town has got your back
    when you are gone
    when you are gone

    And this is my home
    this is where I belong
    where my daughters go to school
    where opinions are strong
    and my amendment rights
    keep me safe at night
    where my neighbors are my friends
    and the story never ends

    This is my home
    this is where I belong
    where my daughters go to school
    where opinions are strong
    where my amendment rights
    keep me safe at night
    where my neighbors are my friends
    and the story never ends
    __________________________________________

    Two months on the road,
    Yet just two miles away - and I'll be home ,
    Where everything is familiar to me ,
    Where everything is a bit slower
    The people there are always waving goodbye
    And greet each other
    And maples along the road,
    Must have three years.
    Just imagine all the stories they could tell about
    Tractors and machines that were returning home from the bar Liston (1 )
    And the people that just drive out ,
    Just drive

    This is my home ,
    Here I own ,
    Here are my daughters go to school,
    Here beliefs deep
    Here all my neighbors - friends ,
    And the story never ends

    I fell to the ground , and continue to run,
    The past has come and gone ...
    You're trying to pick up the pieces ,
    Collect them as needed
    And what else do you know , is the fact that
    Time to play another representation .
    I will leave this land at sunrise ,
    Is not it wonderful to know that wherever you go ,
    You can always return to this city ,
    When you're gone ,
    When you're gone

    This is my home ,
    Here I own ,
    Here are my daughters go to school,
    And opinions play a role ,
    And I have always understood , complement ,
    The place where I feel safe .
    Where are all my neighbors - friends ,
    And the story never ends

    This is my home ,
    Here I own ,
    Here are my daughters go to school,
    And opinions play a role ,
    And I have always understood , complement ,
    The place where I feel safe .
    Where are all my neighbors - friends ,
    And the story never ends

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