Lyrics Elton John - I Cry At Night
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У дома, где я живу, нет смысла.
У дома, где я живу, нет цели.
Там есть кровать и несколько старых кресел,
Три этажа, два лестничных пролета,
Только нет смысла.
И кто-то прострелил катящееся колесо,
Собаки надсадно лаяли зимой и весной,
И некогда вившийся плющ ныне уныло готовится встретить
Мертвый сезон.
И я плачу по ночам, когда гаснет свет,
И зеленые глаза слезятся, и полная луна кричит
От дорожных карт и красных линий до лжи губной помады.
И когда гаснет свет, учишься выживать.
Этот человек пожимает руку, которая выдает дрожь,
Этот человек, у которого я жил, признает свои ошибки.
У него есть сердце и изношенная душа,
Десять лет рабского служения рок-н-роллу,
Но он вынужден дрожать.
Ведь желтая трава на выжженной солнцем лужайке
Спит в ее порослях от заката до рассвета,
И словно твоя любовь, что приходит и уходит,
Он все ещё дышит.
The house where I live has no meaning.
The house where I live has no purpose.
There is a bed and some old armchairs
Three floors, two flights of stairs
It just doesn't make sense.
And someone shot the rolling wheel
The dogs barked harshly in winter and spring,
And the once curled ivy is now sadly preparing to meet
Dead Season.
And I cry at night when the lights go out
And green eyes are watering and the full moon is screaming
From roadmaps and red lines to lipstick lies.
And when the lights go out, you learn to survive.
This man shakes a hand that gives out a shudder
This person I lived with admits his mistakes.
He has a heart and a worn out soul
Ten years of slavery to rock and roll
But he has to shiver.
After all, the yellow grass on the lawn scorched by the sun
Sleeps in her undergrowth from dusk to dawn,
And it's like your love that comes and goes
He's still breathing.
The house where I live has no purpose.
There is a bed and some old armchairs
Three floors, two flights of stairs
It just doesn't make sense.
And someone shot the rolling wheel
The dogs barked harshly in winter and spring,
And the once curled ivy is now sadly preparing to meet
Dead Season.
And I cry at night when the lights go out
And green eyes are watering and the full moon is screaming
From roadmaps and red lines to lipstick lies.
And when the lights go out, you learn to survive.
This man shakes a hand that gives out a shudder
This person I lived with admits his mistakes.
He has a heart and a worn out soul
Ten years of slavery to rock and roll
But he has to shiver.
After all, the yellow grass on the lawn scorched by the sun
Sleeps in her undergrowth from dusk to dawn,
And it's like your love that comes and goes
He's still breathing.