Lyrics Тартак, Моторолла - Якби всі люди
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Спо... Споглядаю таку картину:
Кремезний дядько, напруживши спину,
Бреше з екрану про всякi штуки,
Використовує данi науки.
Вiн дуже хотiв би, щоб ми йому вiрили щиро,
Щоб ми не сумнiвались, що вiн тре нам правдиво,
Щоб ми вдячно сприймали всiлякi прогнози,
I не помiчали, що в нього заученi пози.
Ось вiн нiби мiж iншим так щиро смiється,
Вiн такий симпатяга, йому так здається,
I то нiчого, що в кульмiнацiї супер-пупер промови,
Вiн як завжди не знаходить потрiбного слова.
Але ми його бачим, ми його розумiємо,
Ми йому спiвчуваємо, а спiвчувати ми вмiєм,
Йому по-своєму важко, вiн нещасна людина,
Вiн мусить боротися за громадянина.
Вiн так i працює i все нiби нормально,
Але якось вночi вiн просинається в спальнi,
I не може заснути, бо брехня рiже очi,
А в дитинствi вiн на скрипку ходив "мєжду прочiм".
Приспiв:
Якби всi люди взяли гiтари би
I заграли, i заспiвали би
Пiд баяни i пiд цимбали би
Почуття свої повiдкривали би
Може зразу було би диво би
Бiльше серце нiколи нило би
Може сонце всiм засвiтило би
Всiх обiгрiло би...
Є-є-є-є-є... О-йо-йо-йо-йой...
А ось iнший дядько, вiн теж нiби нормальний,
Вiн сидить в телеекранi цiлодобово буквально,
В нього правильна постава i довiрливi очi,
Понад усе у всьому свiтi вiн нам сподобатися хоче.
Вiн нам втирається в довiру, хоче стати нашим другом,
А потiм раптом нас лякає прихованим недугом.
Але вiн звiсно ж нас врятує, вiн за нашi купюри
Нам продасть супертаблетки або супермiкстури.
I то не бiда, що ми не ведемось, все-одно знайдуться бабульки,
Якi вiддадуть останнi грошi за фуфловi пiгулки.
А мiж iншим це була цiлком нормальна дитина,
Вiн ходив в музичну школу на пiанiно.
Приспiв.
Якби всi люди взяли гiтари би
I заграли, i заспiвали би
Пiд баяни i пiд цимбали би
Почуття свої повiдкривали би
Може зразу було би диво би
Бiльше серце нiколи б нило би
Може сонце всiм засвiтило би
Всiх обiгрiло би...
А хтось скаже: "А де ж мораль?" А немає моралi!
Бо неважливо чи ти в кедах, чи маєш моднi сандалi,
Чи ти є на посадi у банку, чи ти простий у школi вчитель,
Кожен хоче життя своє без сорому прожити.
Для цього треба пригадати, яка ти золота була дитина,
I у собi вiдшукати оту маленьку людину.
Але це все якось дуже складно, якщо простiше сказати,
То в життi найкраще просто нiколи не брехати. (Ага...)
Приспiв.
Якби всi люди взяли гiтари би
I заграли, i заспiвали би
Пiд баяни i пiд цимбали би
Почуття свої повiдкривали би
Може зразу було би диво би
Бiльше серце нiколи б нило би
Може сонце всiм засвiтило би
Всiх обiгрiло би
Кремезний дядько, напруживши спину,
Бреше з екрану про всякi штуки,
Використовує данi науки.
Вiн дуже хотiв би, щоб ми йому вiрили щиро,
Щоб ми не сумнiвались, що вiн тре нам правдиво,
Щоб ми вдячно сприймали всiлякi прогнози,
I не помiчали, що в нього заученi пози.
Ось вiн нiби мiж iншим так щиро смiється,
Вiн такий симпатяга, йому так здається,
I то нiчого, що в кульмiнацiї супер-пупер промови,
Вiн як завжди не знаходить потрiбного слова.
Але ми його бачим, ми його розумiємо,
Ми йому спiвчуваємо, а спiвчувати ми вмiєм,
Йому по-своєму важко, вiн нещасна людина,
Вiн мусить боротися за громадянина.
Вiн так i працює i все нiби нормально,
Але якось вночi вiн просинається в спальнi,
I не може заснути, бо брехня рiже очi,
А в дитинствi вiн на скрипку ходив "мєжду прочiм".
Приспiв:
Якби всi люди взяли гiтари би
I заграли, i заспiвали би
Пiд баяни i пiд цимбали би
Почуття свої повiдкривали би
Може зразу було би диво би
Бiльше серце нiколи нило би
Може сонце всiм засвiтило би
Всiх обiгрiло би...
Є-є-є-є-є... О-йо-йо-йо-йой...
А ось iнший дядько, вiн теж нiби нормальний,
Вiн сидить в телеекранi цiлодобово буквально,
В нього правильна постава i довiрливi очi,
Понад усе у всьому свiтi вiн нам сподобатися хоче.
Вiн нам втирається в довiру, хоче стати нашим другом,
А потiм раптом нас лякає прихованим недугом.
Але вiн звiсно ж нас врятує, вiн за нашi купюри
Нам продасть супертаблетки або супермiкстури.
I то не бiда, що ми не ведемось, все-одно знайдуться бабульки,
Якi вiддадуть останнi грошi за фуфловi пiгулки.
А мiж iншим це була цiлком нормальна дитина,
Вiн ходив в музичну школу на пiанiно.
Приспiв.
Якби всi люди взяли гiтари би
I заграли, i заспiвали би
Пiд баяни i пiд цимбали би
Почуття свої повiдкривали би
Може зразу було би диво би
Бiльше серце нiколи б нило би
Може сонце всiм засвiтило би
Всiх обiгрiло би...
А хтось скаже: "А де ж мораль?" А немає моралi!
Бо неважливо чи ти в кедах, чи маєш моднi сандалi,
Чи ти є на посадi у банку, чи ти простий у школi вчитель,
Кожен хоче життя своє без сорому прожити.
Для цього треба пригадати, яка ти золота була дитина,
I у собi вiдшукати оту маленьку людину.
Але це все якось дуже складно, якщо простiше сказати,
То в життi найкраще просто нiколи не брехати. (Ага...)
Приспiв.
Якби всi люди взяли гiтари би
I заграли, i заспiвали би
Пiд баяни i пiд цимбали би
Почуття свої повiдкривали би
Може зразу було би диво би
Бiльше серце нiколи б нило би
Може сонце всiм засвiтило би
Всiх обiгрiло би
Poo ... I conceive of the following picture:
Cold little uncle, straining his back
Breaking from the screen about all sorts of things,
Uses data of science.
He would very much want us to sincerely believe in him,
So that we do not doubt that they are true to us,
That we gratefully perceive all kinds of forecasts,
I did not realize that he had learned positions.
Behold, he thinks so sincerely among others,
He is such a nice guy, it seems to him
I do not care that in the midst of super-duper speeches,
He does not always find the necessary word.
But we see him, we understand him,
We teach him, but we can interact with him,
It is difficult in his own way, he is a miserable man,
He must fight for a citizen.
He works like that and all the nibs are normal,
But sometime in the night he sings in the bedroom
I can not fall asleep, because the lie is better than the eye,
And in my childhood, I went to the violin "keep me tight".
Response:
If all the people would have taken the guitars
I played, I would have flocked
For the bayana and I would be crying
They would sense their feelings
Maybe it would be a miracle right away
No more heart than ever
Maybe the sun would light up all of them
All of them would be fooled ...
Yes, there is-is ... O-yo-yo-yo-yoi ...
But here is another uncle, he is also a normal,
He is sitting in the TV screen literally everyday,
He has the correct posture and a trustworthy eye,
Mostly all over the world, we like to like it.
He trusts us in confidence, wants to become our friend,
And then we suddenly scare us with a hidden illness.
But he obviously will save us, he will be behind our bills
We will sell supermarkets or supermykstura.
I do not fear that we are not going, all the same there will be grandmothers,
Who will give the last money for the puddings?
And among others, it was a perfectly normal child,
He went to the music school on piano.
Sweetness
If all the people would have taken the guitars
I played, I would have flocked
For the bayana and I would be crying
They would sense their feelings
Maybe it would be a miracle right away
No more heart would ever be
Maybe the sun would light up all of them
All of them would be fooled ...
And someone will say: & quot; Where is morality? & Quot; And there is no morality!
Because it does not matter whether you are in a suit, or have a fancy sandal,
Are you in the office at the bank, or are you a teacher at the school?
Everyone wants to live his life without shame.
To do this, you must remember what kind of gold you were a child,
I have to find this little man here.
But this is all somehow very difficult, to say more simply,
It's best to never lie in life. (Aha...)
Sweetness
If all the people would have taken the guitars
I played, I would have flocked
For the bayana and I would be crying
They would sense their feelings
Maybe it would be a miracle right away
No more heart would ever be
Maybe the sun would light up all of them
All would have fought
Cold little uncle, straining his back
Breaking from the screen about all sorts of things,
Uses data of science.
He would very much want us to sincerely believe in him,
So that we do not doubt that they are true to us,
That we gratefully perceive all kinds of forecasts,
I did not realize that he had learned positions.
Behold, he thinks so sincerely among others,
He is such a nice guy, it seems to him
I do not care that in the midst of super-duper speeches,
He does not always find the necessary word.
But we see him, we understand him,
We teach him, but we can interact with him,
It is difficult in his own way, he is a miserable man,
He must fight for a citizen.
He works like that and all the nibs are normal,
But sometime in the night he sings in the bedroom
I can not fall asleep, because the lie is better than the eye,
And in my childhood, I went to the violin "keep me tight".
Response:
If all the people would have taken the guitars
I played, I would have flocked
For the bayana and I would be crying
They would sense their feelings
Maybe it would be a miracle right away
No more heart than ever
Maybe the sun would light up all of them
All of them would be fooled ...
Yes, there is-is ... O-yo-yo-yo-yoi ...
But here is another uncle, he is also a normal,
He is sitting in the TV screen literally everyday,
He has the correct posture and a trustworthy eye,
Mostly all over the world, we like to like it.
He trusts us in confidence, wants to become our friend,
And then we suddenly scare us with a hidden illness.
But he obviously will save us, he will be behind our bills
We will sell supermarkets or supermykstura.
I do not fear that we are not going, all the same there will be grandmothers,
Who will give the last money for the puddings?
And among others, it was a perfectly normal child,
He went to the music school on piano.
Sweetness
If all the people would have taken the guitars
I played, I would have flocked
For the bayana and I would be crying
They would sense their feelings
Maybe it would be a miracle right away
No more heart would ever be
Maybe the sun would light up all of them
All of them would be fooled ...
And someone will say: & quot; Where is morality? & Quot; And there is no morality!
Because it does not matter whether you are in a suit, or have a fancy sandal,
Are you in the office at the bank, or are you a teacher at the school?
Everyone wants to live his life without shame.
To do this, you must remember what kind of gold you were a child,
I have to find this little man here.
But this is all somehow very difficult, to say more simply,
It's best to never lie in life. (Aha...)
Sweetness
If all the people would have taken the guitars
I played, I would have flocked
For the bayana and I would be crying
They would sense their feelings
Maybe it would be a miracle right away
No more heart would ever be
Maybe the sun would light up all of them
All would have fought