Текст песни Зеленый колодец - Тусня
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Holiday (оригинал Green Day) Отпуск (перевод ) i Hear the sound of the falling rain Coming down like an Armageddon flame (Hey!) The shame the ones who died without a name Hear the dogs howlin' out of key To a hymn called Faith and Misery (Hey!) And plead, the company lost the war today I beg to dream and differ from the hollow lies This is the dawning of the rest of our lives On holiday Hear the drum pounding out of time Another protestor has crossed the line (Hey!) To find, the money's on the other side Can I get another Amen (Amen!) There's a flag wrapped around the score of men (Hey!) A gag, a plastic bag on a monument I beg to dream and differ from the hollow lies This is the dawning of the rest of our lives On holiday "The representative from California has the floor" Zeig Heil to the president gasman Bombs away is your punishment Pulverize the Eiffel towers Who criticize your government Bang bang goes the broken glass man Kill all the fags that don't agree Triumph by fires, setting fire It's not a way that's meant for me Just cause Just cuz we're on holiday I beg to dream and differ from the hollow lies This is the dawning of the rest of our lives I beg to dream and differ from the hollow lies This is the dawning of the rest of our lives Слышишь шум дождя, Который обрушивается на землю подобно пламени Армагеддона? Позор тем, кто умрёт безвестными. Слышишь, как собаки фальшивят, воя Под гимн «Вера и страдание?» Признай, сегодня мы проиграли войну. Я позволю себе помечтать и не согласиться с пустой ложью. Это начало конца наших жизней, А после нас ждёт отпуск… Слышишь, как барабан звучит не в такт? Ещё один протестующий пересёк границу, Чтобы обнаружить, что деньги остались там, откуда он пришёл. Можно ли ещё раз услышать: «Аминь?» С десяток человек обернулись флагом, А на памятник с вставленным кляпом поместили пластиковый пакет. Я позволю себе помечтать и не согласиться с пустой ложью. Это начало конца наших жизней, А после нас ждёт отпуск… Слово предоставляется делегату из Калифорнии: Приветствую президента-газовика. Наказанием вам станет прекращение бомбардировок. Сотрите в порошок тех представителей верхушек, Которые критикуют ваше правительство. Пара ударов – и стекло вдребезги. Убейте всех инакомыслящих. Одержать триумф можно лишь открыв огонь. Но этот путь не для меня, Просто потому, Просто потому, что у нас отпуск. Я позволю себе помечтать и не согласиться с пустой ложью. Это начало конца наших жизней. Я позволю себе помечтать и не согласиться с пустой ложью. Это начало конца наших жизней. |
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Holiday (original Green Day) holiday (transfer) i
Hear the sound of the falling rain
Coming down like an Armageddon flame (Hey!)
The shame the ones who died without a name
Hear the dogs howlin 'out of key
To a hymn called Faith and Misery (Hey!)
And plead, the company lost the war today
I beg to dream and differ from the hollow lies
This is the dawning of the rest of our lives
On holiday
Hear the drum pounding out of time
Another protestor has crossed the line (Hey!)
To find, the money's on the other side
Can I get another Amen (Amen!)
There's a flag wrapped around the score of men (Hey!)
A gag, a plastic bag on a monument
I beg to dream and differ from the hollow lies
This is the dawning of the rest of our lives
On holiday
& Quot; The representative from California has the floor & quot;
Zeig Heil to the president gasman
Bombs away is your punishment
Pulverize the Eiffel towers
Who criticize your government
Bang bang goes the broken glass man
Kill all the fags that do not agree
Triumph by fires, setting fire
It's not a way that's meant for me
Just cause
Just cuz we're on holiday
I beg to dream and differ from the hollow lies
This is the dawning of the rest of our lives
I beg to dream and differ from the hollow lies
This is the dawning of the rest of our lives
Do you hear the sound of rain,
That falls to the ground like a flame of Armageddon?
Shame on those who die nameless.
Do you hear the dog Fake, howling
Under the hymn "Faith and suffering?"
Face it, today we lost the war.
I beg to dream and not to agree to an empty lie.
It is beginning of the end of our lives,
And then we are waiting for holidays ...
Do you hear the drum sounds out of time?
Another protester has crossed the border,
To find that money remained there where he came from.
Can you hear again: "Amen?"
A dozen people turned flag
A monument to put a gag with inserted plastic bag.
I beg to dream and not to agree to an empty lie.
It is beginning of the end of our lives,
And then we are waiting for holidays ...
I give the floor to the delegate from California:
I greet the President of Gas.
The penalty you would be the cessation of bombing.
Erase those representatives powder tops,
Who criticize your government.
A pair of shock - and the glass shattered.
Kill all the dissidents.
Triumphed can only open fire.
But this path is not for me,
Just because
Just because we leave.
I beg to dream and not to agree to an empty lie.
It is beginning of the end of our lives.
I beg to dream and not to agree to an empty lie.
It is beginning of the end of our lives.
