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Dire Straits - On Every Street There's gotta be a record of you some place You gotta be on somebody's books The lowdown - a picture of your face Your injured looks The sacred and profane The pleasure and the pain Somewhere your fingerprints remain concrete And it's your face I'm looking for on every street A ladykiller - regulation tattoo Silver spurs on his heels Says - what can I tell you as I'm standing next to you She threw herself under my wheels Oh it's a dangerous road And a hazardous load And the fireworks over liberty expode in the heat And it's your face I'm looking for on every street A three-chord symphony crashes into space The moon is hanging upside down I don't know why it is I'm still on the case It's a ravenous town And you still refuse to be traced Seems to me such a waste And every victory has a taste that's bittersweet And it's your face I'm looking for on every street * * * Dire Straits - On Every Street (На всех улицах) Кто-либо обязательно посвятил тебе свою песню, В чей-то книге ты обязательно должна быть главной героиней, Душевность и доброта - вот рисунки твоего лица, Твоего слегка обиженного взгляда Святость и отсутствие веры, Удовольствие и боль, Ведь где-то остались следы твоих пальцев, А я ищу твой образ на всех улицах, где я бываю Сердцеед - вот его кредо, Серебряные шпоры на его каблуках. Он говорит - что же я могу сказать тебе, если я стою прямо перед тобой? Она бросается под мою машину, О, это опасная дорога И рискованный поворот. И блеск твоей свободы все ярче, И я ищу твой образ на всех улицах, где я бываю Трех аккордная симфония звучит в пустоте, Луна висит вверх тормашками. Я не знаю почему так, но я до сих пор в деле. Этот город - слишком алчный, А ты все ещё отказываешься, чтобы я проводил тебя, Мне кажется, что излишне отказываться. Ведь любая победа имеет горько-сладкий привкус, А я ищу твой образ на всех улицах, где я бываю Смотрите также:
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Dire Straits - On Every Street
There's gotta be a record of you some place
You gotta be on somebody's books
The lowdown - a picture of your face
Your injured looks
The sacred and profane
The pleasure and the pain
Somewhere your fingerprints remain concrete
And it's your face I'm looking for on every street
A ladykiller - regulation tattoo
Silver spurs on his heels
Says - what can I tell you as I'm standing next to you
She threw herself under my wheels
Oh it's a dangerous road
And a hazardous load
And the fireworks over liberty expode in the heat
And it's your face I'm looking for on every street
A three-chord symphony crashes into space
The moon is hanging upside down
I do not know why it is I'm still on the case
It's a ravenous town
And you still refuse to be traced
Seems to me such a waste
And every victory has a taste that's bittersweet
And it's your face I'm looking for on every street
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Dire Straits - On Every Street ( On all the streets)
Someone necessarily devoted to you my song ,
In someone's book, you have to be the main protagonist ,
Cordiality and kindness - these pictures of your face ,
Your slightly offended look
Holiness and lack of faith,
Pleasure and pain ,
Because somewhere there were traces of your fingers ,
And I'm looking your way on all streets where I am
Smoothie - that his creed ,
Silver spurs on his heels.
He says - what can I tell you , if I 'm standing right in front of you?
She throws herself under my car
Oh, this is a dangerous road
And risky turn.
And shine all the brighter your freedom ,
And I'm looking your way on all streets where I am
Three chord symphony of sounds in a vacuum,
The moon is hanging upside down.
I do not know why, but I'm still in business.
This city - too greedy ,
And you still refuse me to escort you ,
I think that too refuse .
After all, any victory has a bitter- sweet taste ,
And I'm looking your way on all streets where I am
