Lyrics System of A Down - Aierials
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Жизнь словно бурный поток:
По теченью несет
К берегам в дали...
Мы потерялись:
Вокруг тьма и лед,
Но многое взамен приобрели...
Мы из тех, кто желает играть,
Ведь что наша жизнь? – игра, не иначе.
Мы из тех, кто рожден выбирать,
Кто победитель, духовно богаче...
О, гроза!
Огонь небес!
Ты от скверны очищаешь лес!
Жизнь словно чистый родник:
Мы пьем из него,
Оградясь от других...
И потеряв, что держали любя,
Мы, наконец-то,
Находим себя...
Мы из тех, кто желает играть,
Ведь что наша жизнь? – игра, не иначе.
Мы из тех, кто рожден выбирать,
Кто победитель, духовно богаче...
О, гроза!
Огонь небес!
Ты от скверны очищаешь лес...
О, гроза!
Раскрой глаза!
Позабывшим, что такое честь...
О, гроза!
Огонь небес!
Ты от скверны очищаешь лес...
О, гроза!
Раскрой глаза!
Позабывшим, что такое честь...
Life is like a stormy stream:
Carries with the flow
To the shores in the distance ...
We lost:
Darkness and ice all around
But they got a lot in return ...
We are the kind who wants to play
After all, what is our life? - a game, not otherwise.
We are the kind who are born to choose
Who is the winner, spiritually richer ...
Oh thunderstorm!
Fire of heaven!
You cleanse the forest of filth!
Life is like a pure spring:
We drink from it
Shielding from others ...
And having lost what they kept loving,
We are finally
We find ourselves ...
We are the kind who wants to play
After all, what is our life? - a game, not otherwise.
We are the kind who are born to choose
Who is the winner, spiritually richer ...
Oh thunderstorm!
Fire of heaven!
You cleanse the forest of filth ...
Oh thunderstorm!
Open your eyes!
Forgetting what honor is ...
Oh thunderstorm!
Fire of heaven!
You cleanse the forest of filth ...
Oh thunderstorm!
Open your eyes!
Forgetting what honor is ...
Carries with the flow
To the shores in the distance ...
We lost:
Darkness and ice all around
But they got a lot in return ...
We are the kind who wants to play
After all, what is our life? - a game, not otherwise.
We are the kind who are born to choose
Who is the winner, spiritually richer ...
Oh thunderstorm!
Fire of heaven!
You cleanse the forest of filth!
Life is like a pure spring:
We drink from it
Shielding from others ...
And having lost what they kept loving,
We are finally
We find ourselves ...
We are the kind who wants to play
After all, what is our life? - a game, not otherwise.
We are the kind who are born to choose
Who is the winner, spiritually richer ...
Oh thunderstorm!
Fire of heaven!
You cleanse the forest of filth ...
Oh thunderstorm!
Open your eyes!
Forgetting what honor is ...
Oh thunderstorm!
Fire of heaven!
You cleanse the forest of filth ...
Oh thunderstorm!
Open your eyes!
Forgetting what honor is ...