Текст песни The Doors - Stoned Immaculate
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I'll tell you this... No eternal reward will forgive us now For wasting the dawn. Back in those days everything was simpler and more confused. One summer night, going to pier, I ran into two young girls. The blonde was called Freedom, The dark one, Enterprise, We talked and they told me this story: Now listen to this... I'll tell you about Texas Radio and the Big Beat. Soft driven, slow and mad Like some new language, Reaching your head with the cold, sudden fury of a divine messenger. Let me tell you about heartache and the loss of God. Wandering, wandering in hopeless night. Out here in the perimeter there are no stars. Out here we is stoned Immaculate. Вот что я скажу тебе... Никакая награда, дарованная вечностью, не сможет простить нам Растраченную впустую силу рассвета... Давным-давно всё было гораздо проще, но и намного запутанней. Как-то летней ночью по дороге на причал Я наткнулся на двух молоденьких девчушек. Блондинку звали Свободой, Брюнетку - Смелостью, Мы поговорили, и они поведали мне эту историю: Теперь послушай и ты... Я расскажу тебе о техасском радио и биг-бите. Плавно льющемся, медленном и одновременно безумном, Словно некий новый язык, Достигающий твоего рассудка с внезапной холодной яростью божественного посланника. Позволь поведать тебе о душевных страданиях и утрате бога. Скитаясь, скитаясь в безнадёжной ночи. Там, на ночных границах, нет звёзд. Там мы обкуренные Абсолютно. Смотрите также:
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I & # 39; ll tell you this ...
No eternal reward will forgive us now
For wasting the dawn.
Back in those days everything was simpler and more confused.
One summer night, going to pier,
I ran into two young girls.
The blonde was called Freedom,
The dark one, Enterprise,
We talked and they told me this story:
Now listen to this ...
I & # 39; ll tell you about Texas Radio and the Big Beat.
Soft driven, slow and mad
Like some new language,
Reaching your head with the cold, sudden fury of a divine messenger.
Let me tell you about heartache and the loss of God.
Wandering, wandering in hopeless night.
Out here in the perimeter there are no stars.
Out here we is stoned
Immaculate
Here is what I will tell you ...
No reward bestowed by eternity can forgive us
The wasted power of dawn ...
Once upon a time, everything was much simpler, but also much more confusing.
One summer night on the way to the pier
I stumbled upon two young girls.
The blonde's name was Freedom
Brunette - Courage
We talked and they told me this story:
Now listen and you ...
I will tell you about Texas Radio and Big Beat.
Flowing smoothly, slow and crazy at the same time,
Like a new language
Reaching your mind with the sudden cold fury of a divine messenger.
Let me tell you about spiritual suffering and the loss of God.
Wandering, wandering in a hopeless night.
There, at night, there are no stars.
There we are stoned
Absolutely.
