Текст песни The Doors - strange days
Просмотров
77
0 чел. считают текст песни верным
0 чел. считают текст песни неверным
Для вашего ознакомления предоставлен текст песни The Doors - strange days, а еще перевод песни с видео или клипом. Также вы можете прослушать песню онлайн
Strange days have found us,
Strange days have tracked us down,
They’re going to destroy
Our casual joys,
We shall go on playing or find a new town. Yeah!
Strange eyes fill strange rooms,
Voices will signal their tired end,
The hostess is grinning,
Her guests sleep from sinning,
Hear me tack of sin and you know this is it, yeah.
Strange days have found us
And through their strange hours we linger alone,
Bodies confused,
Memories misused,
As we run from the day to a strange night of stone.
Странные дни нашли нас,
Странные дни выследили нас,
Они вот-вот разрушат
Наши случайные радости.
Мы же продолжим наши игры или отыщем для себя новый город. Да!
Взгляды странных глаз наполняют странные комнаты.
Голоса дадут знать об их кончине от пресыщения.
Хозяйка усмехается.
Её гости уснули, устав грешить.
Слушайте, как я рассказываю о грехе, и знайте, что к чему.
Странные дни обнаружили нас,
И в потоке их странных часов мы будем медленно умирать в одиночестве.
Тела перепутаны,
Воспоминания испорчены злом,
А мы бежим прочь от дневного света к странной ночи, изваянной в камне.
Strange days have tracked us down,
They’re going to destroy
Our casual joys,
We shall go on playing or find a new town. Yeah!
Strange eyes fill strange rooms,
Voices will signal their tired end,
The hostess is grinning,
Her guests sleep from sinning,
Hear me tack of sin and you know this is it, yeah.
Strange days have found us
And through their strange hours we linger alone,
Bodies confused,
Memories misused,
As we run from the day to a strange night of stone.
Странные дни нашли нас,
Странные дни выследили нас,
Они вот-вот разрушат
Наши случайные радости.
Мы же продолжим наши игры или отыщем для себя новый город. Да!
Взгляды странных глаз наполняют странные комнаты.
Голоса дадут знать об их кончине от пресыщения.
Хозяйка усмехается.
Её гости уснули, устав грешить.
Слушайте, как я рассказываю о грехе, и знайте, что к чему.
Странные дни обнаружили нас,
И в потоке их странных часов мы будем медленно умирать в одиночестве.
Тела перепутаны,
Воспоминания испорчены злом,
А мы бежим прочь от дневного света к странной ночи, изваянной в камне.
Strange days have found us,
Strange days have a tracked us down,
They're going to destroy
Our casual joys,
We shall go on playing or find a new town. Yeah!
Strange eyes fill strange rooms,
Voices will signal their tired end,
The hostess is grinning,
Her guests sleep from sinning,
Hear me tack of sin and you know this is it, yeah.
Strange days have found us
And through their strange hours we linger alone,
Bodies confused,
Memories misused,
As we run from the day to a strange night of stone.
Strange days found us,
Strange days tracked us down,
They are about to destroy
Our random joys.
We will continue our games or find a new city for ourselves. Yes!
The looks of strange eyes fill strange rooms.
Voices will let you know about their demise from satiety.
The landlady grins.
Her guests fell asleep, tired of sinning.
Listen to how I talk about sin, and know what's what.
Strange days found us,
And in the stream of their strange hours we will slowly die alone.
The bodies are confused,
Memories are spoiled by evil,
And we run away from the daylight to a strange night, sculptured in stone.
Strange days have a tracked us down,
They're going to destroy
Our casual joys,
We shall go on playing or find a new town. Yeah!
Strange eyes fill strange rooms,
Voices will signal their tired end,
The hostess is grinning,
Her guests sleep from sinning,
Hear me tack of sin and you know this is it, yeah.
Strange days have found us
And through their strange hours we linger alone,
Bodies confused,
Memories misused,
As we run from the day to a strange night of stone.
Strange days found us,
Strange days tracked us down,
They are about to destroy
Our random joys.
We will continue our games or find a new city for ourselves. Yes!
The looks of strange eyes fill strange rooms.
Voices will let you know about their demise from satiety.
The landlady grins.
Her guests fell asleep, tired of sinning.
Listen to how I talk about sin, and know what's what.
Strange days found us,
And in the stream of their strange hours we will slowly die alone.
The bodies are confused,
Memories are spoiled by evil,
And we run away from the daylight to a strange night, sculptured in stone.