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  • Текст песни Skillet - My Beautiful Robe

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    My Beautiful Robe
    Моя красивая мантия

    I want pleasure in your sight
    Я хочу усладить твой взор,
    And I want to subscribe to your delight
    Я хочу разделить с тобой восхищение.
    So hold on and see what I do for you
    Так постой и посмотри, что я сделаю для тебя.
    Oh by the way, did you see me dressed in my beautiful robe?
    О, и кстати, ты видел, какая красивая мантия была на мне?

    My head was bleeding so red
    Моя голова была вся в крови,
    But of all the thorns in my crown,
    Но вместо шипов на моей короне
    The roses blended instead
    Распустились розы.
    With my beautiful robe carries on,
    Вместе со своей красивой мантией
    I'll carry on
    Я продолжу.

    I cut down a tree
    Я срезал ветки дерева,
    Said, "Man would you look at me"
    Произнёс: "Человек будет смотреть на меня".
    I stuck my head in a thorn bush
    Я засунул голову в терновый куст,
    Man I was deceived
    Боже, меня предали.

    Oh my brother, your hands are full of sores
    О, мой брат, твои ладони изранены,
    But God bless you brother, my nails are longer then yours
    Но, боже сохрани твоего брата, мои гвозди длиннее твоих.
    I was crucified with Christ but how come I am not dead?
    Меня распяли вместе с Христом, но как вышло, что я жив?
    God gave me a cross but I made my own instead
    Бог подал мне крест, но я сделал свой,
    My beautiful cross carries on,
    Вместе со своим красивым крестом
    I'll carry on
    Я продолжу.

    I cut down a tree
    Я срезал ветки дерева,
    I nailed myself to the wood
    Прибил себя к стволу,
    I screamed in agony
    Я кричал от боли,
    'Cause the glory wasn't so good
    Ведь слава не так уж и хороша.

    I fell to my knees and
    Я упал на колени,
    I remember the words of God pierced so hard,
    Помню, как жестоко пронзили меня слова бога:
    "Your righteousness is like filthy rags" and
    "Твоя праведность сравнима с грязными обносками!"
    I fell to my knees and said, "God, my filthy robe!"
    Я упал на колени и воскликнул: "Боже, моя грязная мантия!"

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    My beautiful robe
    My beautiful robe

    I want pleasure in your sight
    I want to delight your eyes
    And I want to subscribe to your delight
    I want to share my admiration with you.
    So hold on and see what I do for you
    So wait and see what I can do for you.
    Oh by the way, did you see me dressed in my beautiful robe?
    Oh, and by the way, did you see what a beautiful robe I was wearing?

    My head was bleeding so red
    My head was covered in blood
    But of all the thorns in my crown,
    But instead of thorns on my crown
    The roses blended instead
    Roses have blossomed.
    With my beautiful robe carries on,
    Together with his beautiful mantle
    I'll carry on
    I will continue.

    I cut down a tree
    I cut the branches of the tree
    Said, "Man would you look at me"
    Said: "The man will look at me."
    I stuck my head in a thorn bush
    I stuck my head in the thorn bush
    Man I was deceived
    God, I was betrayed.

    Oh my brother, your hands are full of sores
    Oh my brother your palms are wounded
    But God bless you brother, my nails are longer then yours
    But god bless your brother, my nails are longer than yours.
    I was crucified with Christ but how come I am not dead?
    I was crucified with Christ, but how did it happen that I was alive?
    God gave me a cross but I made my own instead
    God gave me a cross, but I made mine,
    My beautiful cross carries on,
    Together with your beautiful cross
    I'll carry on
    I will continue.

    I cut down a tree
    I cut the branches of the tree
    I nailed myself to the wood
    Nailed myself to the trunk
    I screamed in agony
    I screamed in pain
    'Cause the glory wasn't so good
    After all, fame is not so good.

    I fell to my knees and
    I fell to my knees
    I remember the words of God pierced so hard,
    I remember how the words of God pierced me cruelly:
    "Your righteousness is like filthy rags" and
    "Your righteousness is comparable to filthy rags!"
    I fell to my knees and said, "God, my filthy robe!"
    I fell to my knees and exclaimed, "God, my dirty robe!"

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