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Is this what it's like?
A dream lacking serenity?
A wordless conversation, a "you and I" without me.
Well I'll try and I won't get far,
I'll die and I won't get far
I'll try and know that everything's ok
So I guess this is where I lie
where the days are endless and the nights,
They just don't belong.
Dreaming my reality
where truth and fiction don't seem to exist
Confusion is home here,
But believe in you is what you insist on
(it's what you insist on)
Nights, don't belong, the nights, don't belong,
and the nights, they just don't belong...
***
Снится реальность
То есть вот какой он?
Сон без забывчивой безмятежности?
Разговор без слов, "ты и я", но без меня.
Что ж, я попытаюсь и немногого добьюсь,
Я умру и немногого добьюсь,
Я попытаюсь и буду знать, что все хорошо.
То есть, наверное, вот где я лежу,
Там, где дни бесконечны, а ночи,
Они просто здесь чужие...
Мне снится моя реальность,
Где, кажется, не существует ни правды, ни вымысла,
Здесь привычное состояние - путаница, замешательство,
Но ты настаиваешь, чтобы я верил в тебя
(ты на этом настаиваешь).
Ночи здесь чужие, эти ночи здесь чужие,
Эти ночи, они здесь чужие...
A dream lacking serenity?
A wordless conversation, a "you and I" without me.
Well I'll try and I won't get far,
I'll die and I won't get far
I'll try and know that everything's ok
So I guess this is where I lie
where the days are endless and the nights,
They just don't belong.
Dreaming my reality
where truth and fiction don't seem to exist
Confusion is home here,
But believe in you is what you insist on
(it's what you insist on)
Nights, don't belong, the nights, don't belong,
and the nights, they just don't belong...
***
Снится реальность
То есть вот какой он?
Сон без забывчивой безмятежности?
Разговор без слов, "ты и я", но без меня.
Что ж, я попытаюсь и немногого добьюсь,
Я умру и немногого добьюсь,
Я попытаюсь и буду знать, что все хорошо.
То есть, наверное, вот где я лежу,
Там, где дни бесконечны, а ночи,
Они просто здесь чужие...
Мне снится моя реальность,
Где, кажется, не существует ни правды, ни вымысла,
Здесь привычное состояние - путаница, замешательство,
Но ты настаиваешь, чтобы я верил в тебя
(ты на этом настаиваешь).
Ночи здесь чужие, эти ночи здесь чужие,
Эти ночи, они здесь чужие...
What is this like?
A dream lacking serenity?
A wordless conversation, a "you and I" without me.
Well
I'll die and I won't get far
I'll try and know that everything's ok
So I guess this is where I lie
where the days are endless and the nights
They just don't belong.
Dreaming my reality
where truth and fiction don't seem to exist
Confusion is home here,
But believe in you
(it's what you insist on)
Nights, don't belong, the nights, don't belong,
and the nights, they just don't not belong ...
***
Dream reality
That is what he is like?
Sleep without forgetful serenity?
Conversation without words, "you and me", but without me.
Well, I will try and achieve little,
I will die and achieve little
I will try and know that all is well.
That is probably where I lie,
Where the days are endless and the nights
They are just strangers here ...
I dream my reality
Where there seems to be no truth or fiction,
Here, the usual state - confusion, confusion,
But you insist that I believe in you
(you insist on it).
The nights are strangers here, these nights are strangers here,
These nights, they are strangers here ...
A dream lacking serenity?
A wordless conversation, a "you and I" without me.
Well
I'll die and I won't get far
I'll try and know that everything's ok
So I guess this is where I lie
where the days are endless and the nights
They just don't belong.
Dreaming my reality
where truth and fiction don't seem to exist
Confusion is home here,
But believe in you
(it's what you insist on)
Nights, don't belong, the nights, don't belong,
and the nights, they just don't not belong ...
***
Dream reality
That is what he is like?
Sleep without forgetful serenity?
Conversation without words, "you and me", but without me.
Well, I will try and achieve little,
I will die and achieve little
I will try and know that all is well.
That is probably where I lie,
Where the days are endless and the nights
They are just strangers here ...
I dream my reality
Where there seems to be no truth or fiction,
Here, the usual state - confusion, confusion,
But you insist that I believe in you
(you insist on it).
The nights are strangers here, these nights are strangers here,
These nights, they are strangers here ...