опять сею пыль (вспахала зубовной болью, не иначе %)
Gogol Bordello – Ultimate
If we are here not to do
What you and I wanna do
And go forever crazy with it
Why the hell we are even here?
There were never any good old days
They are today, they are tomorrow
It's a stupid thing we say
Cursing tomorrow with sorrow
When we stand here in a row
Looking like a bunch of heroes
I know that-a deep inside
Nothing more but bunch of zeroes
O skolko utetchki tepla
A vot takaja vot sud'ba
Nam segodnja suzhdena
A byt' mezget chto kogda da-j povez'et!
There were never any good old days
They are today, they are tomorrow
It's a stupid thing we say
Cursing tomorrow with sorrow
Steppin' on the trail of ultimate
I would never choose to die
So give me the rest of all the secrets
Give me new culture of life
Ultimate!
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Лу, 35 лет
Санкт-Петербург, Россия
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и отвечая самой себе скорее настроением на настроение, впрочем, не блистая
оригинальностью:
Gogol Bordello – Undestructable
When I was younger I lived in fear
That incarceration of some kind is near
I checked my head in tact with rules
I nearly became a goddamn fool
But I've heard voices not in the head
Out in the air they called ahead
Through ripped out speakers
Through thick and thin
They found a shelter
Under my skin
How many darkest moments and traps
Still lay ahead of us
Undestructable
How many final frontiers
We gonna mount
And maybe no victory laps
Undestructable
But if you stepped on path of sacred art
and stuck it out through thick and thin
Undestructable
God knows you become the one
With undestructable
And so no longer live I in fear
Them are too greedy to pay my asylum bills
This is my life and freedom's my profession
This is my mission throughout all flight duration
There is a core and it's hardcore
All is hardcore when made with love
Love is a voice of a savage soul
This savage love is
Undestructable
How many darkest moments and traps
Still lay ahead of us
Undestructable
How many final frontiers
We gonna mount
With maybe no victory laps
Undestructable
But if you stepped on path of sacred art
and stuck it out through thick and thin
Undestructable
God knows you become the one
With undestructable
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Лу, 35 лет
Санкт-Петербург, Россия
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а от зубной боли бывает нурафенчик и мятная водка (вот что надо запрасить у
паломников в финку, а то фляжка пустая, а это одна из любимых вещей-символов,
вещей-друзей)
и да, люблю этих ребяток:
Forces Of Victory
My dear good friend
Let's not forget
That we can take down Pinotchet
Against us any gang of four
Will be on the floor
When I was younger I thought
Someday that we will win
And in another country
I will find my twin
Spread good music and good poetry
Joining forces of the victory
Down in the hallways of unknown
Where we walk alone
Inside of hospitals and morgue
Clinical loneliness backs off...
If you'll remember those before
and the ones that yet to come
then above suffer of it all
Triumphs the union of souls
With only one thing on its mind
I can't go on, I will go on!
With only one thing on it's mind
I can't go on I will go on
I can't go on I will go on...
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