Lyrics Portishead - Roads
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Дороги
О, неужели никто не видит?
Идет война в которой мы воюем. .
И никогда не найдем свой путь, чтобы они не говорили.
Как это может казаться неправильным?
С этого момента, как может казаться неправильным?
Шторм в утреннем свете.
Я чувствую- ничего больше не смогу сказать,
Холодна сама с собой.
Со мной нет никого, и это конечно, не должно быть так. .
Конечно, не должно быть так.
О, неужели никто не видит?
Идет война в которой мы воюем. .
И никогда не найдем твои путь, чтобы они не говорили.
Как это может казаться неправильным?
С этого момента, как может казаться неправильным?
О, неужели никто не видит?
Идет война в которой мы воюем. .
И никогда не найдем свой путь, чтобы они не говорили.
Как это может казаться неправильным?
С этого момента, как может казаться неправильным?
Oh can't anybody see
We've got a war to fight
Never found our way
Regardless of what they say
How can it feel this wrong
From this moment
How can it feel this wrong
Storm
In the morning light
I feel
No more can I say
Frozen to myself
I got nobody on my side
And surely that ain't right
Surely that ain't right
Oh can't anybody see
We've got a war to fight
Never found our way
Regardless of what they say
How can it feel this wrong
From this moment
How can it feel this wrong
How can it feel this wrong
From this moment
How can it feel this wrong
Oh can't anybody see
We've got a war to fight
Never found our way
Regardless of what they say
How can it feel this wrong
From this moment
How can it feel this wrong
О, неужели никто не видит?
Идет война в которой мы воюем. .
И никогда не найдем свой путь, чтобы они не говорили.
Как это может казаться неправильным?
С этого момента, как может казаться неправильным?
Шторм в утреннем свете.
Я чувствую- ничего больше не смогу сказать,
Холодна сама с собой.
Со мной нет никого, и это конечно, не должно быть так. .
Конечно, не должно быть так.
О, неужели никто не видит?
Идет война в которой мы воюем. .
И никогда не найдем твои путь, чтобы они не говорили.
Как это может казаться неправильным?
С этого момента, как может казаться неправильным?
О, неужели никто не видит?
Идет война в которой мы воюем. .
И никогда не найдем свой путь, чтобы они не говорили.
Как это может казаться неправильным?
С этого момента, как может казаться неправильным?
Oh can't anybody see
We've got a war to fight
Never found our way
Regardless of what they say
How can it feel this wrong
From this moment
How can it feel this wrong
Storm
In the morning light
I feel
No more can I say
Frozen to myself
I got nobody on my side
And surely that ain't right
Surely that ain't right
Oh can't anybody see
We've got a war to fight
Never found our way
Regardless of what they say
How can it feel this wrong
From this moment
How can it feel this wrong
How can it feel this wrong
From this moment
How can it feel this wrong
Oh can't anybody see
We've got a war to fight
Never found our way
Regardless of what they say
How can it feel this wrong
From this moment
How can it feel this wrong
Roads
Oh, really nobody sees?
There is a war in which we are at war. .
And we will never find our way, so that they do not speak.
How can this seem wrong?
From this point on, how can it seem wrong?
A storm in the morning light.
I feel nothing more I can say,
It's cold with itself.
There is no one with me, and of course, it should not be so. .
Of course, it should not be so.
Oh, really nobody sees?
There is a war in which we are at war. .
And we will never find your way, so they will not talk.
How can this seem wrong?
From this point on, how can it seem wrong?
Oh, really nobody sees?
There is a war in which we are at war. .
And we will never find our way, so that they do not speak.
How can this seem wrong?
From this point on, how can it seem wrong?
Oh can not anybody see
We've got a war to fight
Never found my way
Regardless of what they say
How can it feel this wrong
From this moment
How can it feel this wrong
Storm
In the morning light
I feel
No more can I say
Frozen to myself
I got nobody on my side
And surely that is not right
Surely that is not right
Oh can not anybody see
We've got a war to fight
Never found my way
Regardless of what they say
How can it feel this wrong
From this moment
How can it feel this wrong
How can it feel this wrong
From this moment
How can it feel this wrong
Oh can not anybody see
We've got a war to fight
Never found my way
Regardless of what they say
How can it feel this wrong
From this moment
How can it feel this wrong
Oh, really nobody sees?
There is a war in which we are at war. .
And we will never find our way, so that they do not speak.
How can this seem wrong?
From this point on, how can it seem wrong?
A storm in the morning light.
I feel nothing more I can say,
It's cold with itself.
There is no one with me, and of course, it should not be so. .
Of course, it should not be so.
Oh, really nobody sees?
There is a war in which we are at war. .
And we will never find your way, so they will not talk.
How can this seem wrong?
From this point on, how can it seem wrong?
Oh, really nobody sees?
There is a war in which we are at war. .
And we will never find our way, so that they do not speak.
How can this seem wrong?
From this point on, how can it seem wrong?
Oh can not anybody see
We've got a war to fight
Never found my way
Regardless of what they say
How can it feel this wrong
From this moment
How can it feel this wrong
Storm
In the morning light
I feel
No more can I say
Frozen to myself
I got nobody on my side
And surely that is not right
Surely that is not right
Oh can not anybody see
We've got a war to fight
Never found my way
Regardless of what they say
How can it feel this wrong
From this moment
How can it feel this wrong
How can it feel this wrong
From this moment
How can it feel this wrong
Oh can not anybody see
We've got a war to fight
Never found my way
Regardless of what they say
How can it feel this wrong
From this moment
How can it feel this wrong