Текст песни Murray Head with Andrew Lloyd Webber and Strings of the City of London - Heaven on their minds
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Heaven on their minds [Judas:] My mind is clearer now. At last all too well I can see. Where we all soon will be. If you strip away the myth from the man, You will see where we all soon will be. Jesus! You've started to believe The things they say of you. You really do believe This talk of God is true. And all the good you've done Will soon be swept away You've begun to matter more Than the things you say Listen Jesus I don't like what I see All I ask is that you listen to me And remember I've been your right hand man all along You have set them all on fire They think they've found the new Messiah And they'll hurt you when they find they're wrong I remember when this whole thing began No talk of God then, we called you a man And believe me My admiration for you hasn't died But every word you say today Gets twisted 'round some other way And they'll hurt you if they think you've lied Nazareth, your most famous son Should have stayed a great unknown Like his father carving wood He'd have made good Tables, chairs and oaken chests Would have suited Jesus best He'd have caused nobody harm No one alarm Listen Jesus, do you care for your race? Don't you see we must keep in our place? We are occupied Have you forgotten how put down we are? I am frightened by the crowd For we are getting much too loud And they'll crush us if we go too far If we go too far Listen Jesus to the warning I give Please remember that I want us to live But it's sad to see our chances weakening with ev'ry hour All your followers are blind Too much heaven on their minds It was beautiful, but now it's sour Yes it's all gone sour -//- Небеса в их мыслях [Иуда:] Теперь все стало яснее, Я слишком хорошо вижу, Где мы вскоре будем. Если ты отделишь миф от человека, Ты увидишь, где мы скоро будем. Иисус! Ты начал верить В вещи, которые говорят о тебе. Ты и вправду веришь, Что этот разговор про Бога — правда. И то добро, которое ты сделал, Будет скоро уничтожено. Ты сам стал значить больше, Чем то, что ты говоришь. Послушай, Иисус, Мне не нравится, что я вижу. Все, что я прошу — выслушай меня. И помни, Я был твоей правой рукой все время. Ты их всех взбудоражил, Они думают, что нашли нового Мессию. И они ранят тебя, когда поймут, что были неправы. Я помню, когда это все начиналось, Ни разговора о Боге, мы называли тебя Человеком. И поверь мне, Мое восхищение тобой не угасло. Но каждое слово, которое ты говоришь сейчас, Выворачивают наизнанку. И они ранят тебя, когда подумают, что ты солгал. Назарет, твоему самому известному сыну Стоило оставаться неизвестным, Как его отцу, резавшему по дереву. Он делал бы это неплохо. Столы, стулья и дубовые сундуки Подошли бы Иисусу больше Он ни причинил бы никому вреда, Никого бы не потревожил Послушай, Иисус, тебя волнует твой народ? Разве ты не видишь, что нам не следует лезть вперед? Мы захвачены, Разве ты забыл, как низко мы опустились? Я боюсь толпы, Потому что мы становимся слишком громкими И они раздавят нас, если мы зайдем слишком далеко. Если мы зайдем слишком далеко. Выслушай, Иисус, мое предупреждение. Пожалуйста, помни, что я хочу, чтобы мы остались в живых. Но грустно видеть, что наши шансы слабеют каждый час Все твои последователи слепы Слишком много небес в их мыслях Это было прекрасно, но теперь отвратительно. Да, все пошло не так. |
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Heaven on their minds
[Judas:]
My mind is clearer now.
At last all too well I can see.
Where we all soon will be.
If you strip away the myth from the man,
You will see where we all soon will be.
Jesus!
You've started to believe
The things they say of you.
You really do believe
This talk of God is true.
And all the good you've done
Will soon be swept away
You've begun to matter more
Than the things you say
Listen Jesus
I do not like what I see
All I ask is that you listen to me
And remember
I've been your right hand man all along
You have set them all on fire
They think they've found the new Messiah
And they'll hurt you when they find they're wrong
I remember when this whole thing began
No talk of God then, we called you a man
And believe me
My admiration for you has not died
But every word you say today
Gets twisted 'round some other way
And they'll hurt you if they think you've lied
Nazareth, your most famous son
Should have stayed a great unknown
Like his father carving wood
He'd have made good
Tables, chairs and oaken chests
Would have suited Jesus best
He'd have caused nobody harm
No one alarm
Listen Jesus, do you care for your race?
Do not you see we must keep in our place?
We are occupied
Have you forgotten how put down we are?
I am frightened by the crowd
For we are getting much too loud
And they'll crush us if we go too far
If we go too far
Listen Jesus to the warning I give
Please remember that I want us to live
But it's sad to see our chances weakening with ev'ry hour
All your followers are blind
Too much heaven on their minds
It was beautiful, but now it's sour
Yes it's all gone sour
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Heaven on their minds
[ Judas ]
Now all became clearer ,
I see too well ,
Where we soon will .
If you are tithing myth from the man ,
You will see where we will soon .
Jesus !
You're starting to believe
In the things that they say about you .
Do you really believe
What is this talk about God - the truth.
And the good that you have done ,
Will soon be destroyed.
You yourself has come to mean more
Than what you say.
Look, Jesus ,
I do not like what I see .
All I'm asking for - listen to me.
And remember ,
I've been your right hand all the time .
You them all stirred up ,
They think they have found the new Messiah.
And they hurt you when they realize they were wrong .
I remember when it all began ,
No talk about God, we called you a man.
And believe me,
My admiration for you is not extinguished .
But every word you say now,
Turn inside out .
And they hurt you when I think you're lying.
Nazareth, your most famous son
Cost remain unknown ,
Like his father , cut wood .
He did it well.
Tables, chairs and oaken chests
Jesus came to more
He never would have caused harm to anyone ,
One would not disturb
Listen, Jesus , do you care about your people ?
Can not you see that we should not push forward ?
We captured
Have you forgotten how low we have fallen ?
I'm afraid of the crowd ,
Because we are too loud
And they crush us if we go too far .
If we go too far.
Listen , Jesus, my warning .
Please remember that I want us to keep them alive.
But sad to see our chances weakening each hour
All your followers are blind
Too much heaven on their minds
It was fine , but now disgusting.
Yes, it all went wrong .
