Lyrics Depeche Mode - Ultra 1997 - 01. Barrel of a Gun
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Barrel Of A Gun
Дуло пистолета
Do you mean this horny creep
Ты видишь этого возбужденного извращенца,
Set upon weary feet
Едва стоящего на усталых ногах?
Who looks in need of sleep
Он жаждет сна,
That doesn't come
Который никак не приходит к нему
This twisted, tortured mess
В этот запутанный, вымученный хаос
This bed of sinfulness
Кровати, пропахшей грехом..
Who's longing for some rest
Он страстно желает отдохнуть
And feeling numb
И чувствует себя оцепеневший..
What do you expect of me
Чего ты ждешь от меня?
What is it you want
Чего же ты хочешь?
Whatever you've planned for me
Что бы ты ни планировала на мой счет,
I'm not the one
Я не твой единственный..
A vicious appetite
Порочная жажда
Visits me each night
Настигает меня каждую ночь.
And won't be satisfied
Она не может быть утолена,
Won't be denied
И я не могу отречься от нее...
An unbearable pain
Невыносимая боль
A beating in my brain
Стучит в моей голове.
That leaves the mark of Cain
И оставляет отметину Каина
Right here inside
Прямо тут, внутри.
What am I supposed to do
Что я могу сделать,
When everything that I've done
Когда все мои поступки
Is leading me to conclude
Приводят меня к мысли,
I'm not the one
Что я не тот самый...
Whatever I've done
Что бы я ни делал,
I've been staring down the barrel of a gun
Я продолжаю неотрывно смотреть в дуло пистолета...
Is there something you need from me
Тебе чего-то нужно от меня?
Are you having your fun
Тебе все еще весело?
I never agreed to be
А я никогда не давал согласия быть
Your holy one
Твоим святым...
Whatever I've done
Что бы я ни делал,
I've been staring down the barrel of a gun
Я продолжаю неотрывно смотреть в дуло пистолета...
Дуло пистолета
Do you mean this horny creep
Ты видишь этого возбужденного извращенца,
Set upon weary feet
Едва стоящего на усталых ногах?
Who looks in need of sleep
Он жаждет сна,
That doesn't come
Который никак не приходит к нему
This twisted, tortured mess
В этот запутанный, вымученный хаос
This bed of sinfulness
Кровати, пропахшей грехом..
Who's longing for some rest
Он страстно желает отдохнуть
And feeling numb
И чувствует себя оцепеневший..
What do you expect of me
Чего ты ждешь от меня?
What is it you want
Чего же ты хочешь?
Whatever you've planned for me
Что бы ты ни планировала на мой счет,
I'm not the one
Я не твой единственный..
A vicious appetite
Порочная жажда
Visits me each night
Настигает меня каждую ночь.
And won't be satisfied
Она не может быть утолена,
Won't be denied
И я не могу отречься от нее...
An unbearable pain
Невыносимая боль
A beating in my brain
Стучит в моей голове.
That leaves the mark of Cain
И оставляет отметину Каина
Right here inside
Прямо тут, внутри.
What am I supposed to do
Что я могу сделать,
When everything that I've done
Когда все мои поступки
Is leading me to conclude
Приводят меня к мысли,
I'm not the one
Что я не тот самый...
Whatever I've done
Что бы я ни делал,
I've been staring down the barrel of a gun
Я продолжаю неотрывно смотреть в дуло пистолета...
Is there something you need from me
Тебе чего-то нужно от меня?
Are you having your fun
Тебе все еще весело?
I never agreed to be
А я никогда не давал согласия быть
Your holy one
Твоим святым...
Whatever I've done
Что бы я ни делал,
I've been staring down the barrel of a gun
Я продолжаю неотрывно смотреть в дуло пистолета...
Barrel Of A Gun
Muzzle of the pistol
Do you mean this horny creep
You see this excited pervert,
Set upon weary feet
Barely standing on tired legs?
Looks in need of sleep
He is hungry for sleep,
That does not come
Which does not come to him at all
This twisted, tortured mess
In this intricate, tortured chaos
This bed of sinfulness
The beds smelled of sin ..
Who's longing for some rest
He passionately wants to rest
And feeling numb
And feels numb ..
What do you expect of me
What do you expect from me?
What is it you want
What do you want?
Whatever you've planned for me
Whatever you planned on my account,
I'm not the one
I'm not your only one ..
A vicious appetite
Perverse thirst
Visits me each night
Overtakes me every night.
And will not be satisfied
It can not be quenched,
Will not be denied
And I can not renounce it ...
An unbearable pain
Unbearable pain
A beating in my brain
Knocks in my head.
That leaves the mark of Cain
And leaves a mark Cain
Right here inside
Right here, inside.
What am I supposed to do
What can I do,
When everything that I've done
When all my actions
Is leading me to conclude
Lead me to the thought,
I'm not the one
That I'm not the same ...
Whatever I've done
Whatever I do,
I've been staring down the barrel of a gun
I continue to gaze into the barrel of the gun ...
Is there something you need from me
Do you need something from me?
Are you having fun
Are you still having fun?
I never agreed to be
And I never gave my consent to be
Your holy one
Your saints ...
Whatever I've done
Whatever I do,
I've been staring down the barrel of a gun
I continue to gaze into the barrel of the gun ...
Muzzle of the pistol
Do you mean this horny creep
You see this excited pervert,
Set upon weary feet
Barely standing on tired legs?
Looks in need of sleep
He is hungry for sleep,
That does not come
Which does not come to him at all
This twisted, tortured mess
In this intricate, tortured chaos
This bed of sinfulness
The beds smelled of sin ..
Who's longing for some rest
He passionately wants to rest
And feeling numb
And feels numb ..
What do you expect of me
What do you expect from me?
What is it you want
What do you want?
Whatever you've planned for me
Whatever you planned on my account,
I'm not the one
I'm not your only one ..
A vicious appetite
Perverse thirst
Visits me each night
Overtakes me every night.
And will not be satisfied
It can not be quenched,
Will not be denied
And I can not renounce it ...
An unbearable pain
Unbearable pain
A beating in my brain
Knocks in my head.
That leaves the mark of Cain
And leaves a mark Cain
Right here inside
Right here, inside.
What am I supposed to do
What can I do,
When everything that I've done
When all my actions
Is leading me to conclude
Lead me to the thought,
I'm not the one
That I'm not the same ...
Whatever I've done
Whatever I do,
I've been staring down the barrel of a gun
I continue to gaze into the barrel of the gun ...
Is there something you need from me
Do you need something from me?
Are you having fun
Are you still having fun?
I never agreed to be
And I never gave my consent to be
Your holy one
Your saints ...
Whatever I've done
Whatever I do,
I've been staring down the barrel of a gun
I continue to gaze into the barrel of the gun ...