Никаких Больших Идей
не приходит в голову
Ты выкрасил дом в белый цвет,
Наполнил шумом
Но чего-то не будет хватать.
Вот, ты нашел это - и потерял.
Вот ты почувствовал это - и забыл
Она стоит обнаженная [Целует глубоко],
Тянет в постель
Не надо; ведь ты лишь захочешь вернуться еще и еще
Так что нет, Больших Идей
не приходит мне в голову
Ты наверно отправишься в ад
за все, что наделал
И теперь ты нашел это - и потерял
И теперь ты почувствовал это - и забыл
Попробуй почувствуй, как это...
Don't get any big ideas
they're not gonna happen
You paint yourself white
and feel up with noise
but there'll be something missing
Now that you've found it, it's gone
Now that you feel it, you don't
You've gone off the rails
So don't get any big ideas
they're not going to happen
You'll go to hell for what your dirty mind is thinking
She stands stark naked and she beckons you to bed
don't go, you'll only want to come back again
No Big Ideas
doesn't occur
You painted the house white
Filled with noise
But something will not be missed.
Here, you found it - and lost it.
Here you felt it - and forgot
She is standing naked [Kissing deeply],
Pulls into bed
Do not; you only want to come back again and again
So no, Big Ideas
doesn't occur to me
You probably go to hell
for all that you have done
And now you found it - and lost
And now you felt it - and forgot
Try feel like this ...
Don't get any big ideas
they're not gonna happen
You paint yourself white
and feel up with noise
but there'll be something missing
Now that you've found it, it's gone.
Now that you feel it, you don't
You've gone off the rails
So don't get any big ideas.
they're not going to happen
You will go for hell
She stands stark naked and she beckons you to bed
don't go