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[James Morrison:] Let me hold you For the last time It's the last chance to feel again But you broke me Now I can't feel anything When I love you, It's so untrue I can't even convince myself When I'm speaking, It's the voice of someone else Oh it tears me up I try to hold on, but it hurts too much I try to forgive, but it's not enough to make it all okay You can't play on broken strings You can't feel anything that your heart don't want to feel I can't tell you something that ain't real Oh the truth hurts And lie’s worse How can I give anymore When I love you a little less than before [Nelly Furtado:] Oh what are we doing We are turning into dust Playing house in the ruins of us [Both:] Running back through the fire When there's nothing left to save It's like chasing the very last train When it's too late Oh it tears me up I try to hold on, but it hurts too much I try to forgive, but it's not enough to make it all okay You can't play on broken strings You can't feel anything that your heart don't want to feel I can't tell you something that ain't real Well the truth hurts, And lie’s worse How can I give anymore When I love you a little less than before But we're running through the fire When there's nothing left to save It's like chasing the very last train When we both know it's too late (too late) You can't play on broken strings You can't feel anything that your heart don't want to feel I cant tell you something that ain't real Well the truth hurts, And lie’s worse How can I give anymore When I love you a little less than before Let me hold you for the last time It's the last chance to feel again ПЕРЕВОД! Позволь мне обнять тебя В последний раз, Ведь это наш последний шанс вернуть наши чувства обратно. Но ты сломала меня, И теперь я не могу ничего чувствовать Когда я люблю тебя, Это настолько неправильно Я даже не могу убедить себя словами, Которые я произношу, Как-будто их говорит чужой голос О, это разрывает меня, Я пробовал держаться, но боль слишком сильна Я пробовал простить, но этого оказалось недостаточно, Чтобы вернуть всё на свои места Ты не сможешь поиграть на порванных струнах, Ты не сможешь почувствовать то, Чего не желает твоё сердце. Я не смогу сказать тебе то, что уже потеряло смысл. О, правда угнетает А ложь - она ещё хуже, Она уже совсем мне не нравится. И я люблю тебя чуть меньше, чем прежде. О, всё, что мы делаем, Мы тут же превращаем в пыль, Изображая уютный дом, хотя он уже давно превратился в руины. Возвращение к нашей страсти, Когда у нас не оставалось слов. Это похоже на преследование самого последнего поезда, В то время когда уже слишком поздно О, это разрывает меня, Я пробовал держаться, но боль слишком сильна Я пробовал простить, но этого оказалось недостаточно, Чтобы вернуть всё на свои места Ты не сможешь поиграть на порванных струнах, Ты не сможешь почувствовать то, Чего не желает твоё сердце. Я не смогу сказать тебе то, что уже потеряло смысл. О, правда угнетает А ложь - она ещё хуже, Она уже совсем мне не нравится. И я люблю тебя чуть меньше, чем прежде. Но мы все равно возвращаемся к нашей страсти, Когда у нас не оставалось слов. Это похоже на преследование самого последнего поезда, В то время как мы оба знаем, что уже слишком поздно. Ты не сможешь поиграть на порванных струнах, Ты не сможешь почувствовать то, Чего не желает твоё сердце. Я не смогу сказать тебе то, что уже потеряло смысл. О, правда угнетает А ложь - она ещё хуже, Она уже совсем мне не нравится. И я люблю тебя чуть меньше, чем прежде. О, и я люблю тебя чуть меньше, чем прежде. Смотрите также:
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[James Morrison:]
Let me hold you
For the last time
It's the last chance to feel again
But you broke me
Now I can not feel anything
When I love you,
It's so untrue
I can not even convince myself
When I'm speaking,
It's the voice of someone else
Oh it tears me up
I try to hold on, but it hurts too much
I try to forgive, but it's not enough to make it all okay
You can not play on broken strings
You can not feel anything that your heart do not want to feel
I can not tell you something that is not real
Oh the truth hurts
And lie's worse
How can I give anymore
When I love you a little less than before
[Nelly Furtado:]
Oh what are we doing
We are turning into dust
Playing house in the ruins of us
[Both:]
Running back through the fire
When there's nothing left to save
It's like chasing the very last train
When it's too late
Oh it tears me up
I try to hold on, but it hurts too much
I try to forgive, but it's not enough to make it all okay
You can not play on broken strings
You can not feel anything that your heart do not want to feel
I can not tell you something that is not real
Well the truth hurts,
And lie's worse
How can I give anymore
When I love you a little less than before
But we're running through the fire
When there's nothing left to save
It's like chasing the very last train
When we both know it's too late (too late)
You can not play on broken strings
You can not feel anything that your heart do not want to feel
I cant tell you something that is not real
Well the truth hurts,
And lie's worse
How can I give anymore
When I love you a little less than before
Let me hold you for the last time
It's the last chance to feel again
TRANSLATION !
Let me hug you
The last time
After all, this is our last chance to regain our senses back.
But you broke me ,
And now I can not feel anything
When I love you,
This is so wrong
I can not even convince myself words,
Which I utter ,
As if they said a strange voice
Oh, it tears me ,
I tried to hold on, but the pain is too strong
I tried to forgive , but that was not enough ,
To return to their seats
You can not play on broken strings ,
You can not feel it ,
Why not your heart desires .
I can not tell you what has already lost its meaning .
Oh really depresses
A lie - it is even worse ,
It is quite I do not like .
And I love you a little less than before.
Oh , all that we do,
We immediately turn to dust ,
Portraying a cozy house , although it has long been in ruins .
Returning to our passions ,
When we had no words.
This is similar to the persecution of the last train , At a time when it's too late
Oh, it tears me ,
I tried to hold on, but the pain is too strong
I tried to forgive , but that was not enough ,
To return to their seats
You can not play on broken strings ,
You can not feel it ,
Why not your heart desires .
I can not tell you what has already lost its meaning .
Oh really depresses
A lie - it is even worse ,
It is quite I do not like .
And I love you a little less than before.
But we still come back to our passion ,
When we had no words.
This is similar to the persecution of the last train ,
While we both know it 's too late.
You can not play on broken strings ,
You can not feel it ,
Why not your heart desires .
I can not tell you what has already lost its meaning .
Oh really depresses
A lie - it is even worse ,
It is quite I do not like .
And I love you a little less than before.
Oh, and I love you a little less than before.
