Go your way,
I'll take the long way 'round,
I'll find my own way down,
As I should.
And hold your gates
As croak in the midas touch
A joke in the way that we rust,
And breathe again.
And you'll find loss
And you'll fear what you found
When weather comes
Tear him down
There'll be oats in the water
There'll be birds on the ground
There'll be things you never asked her
Oh how they tear at you now
Go your way,
I'll take the long way 'round,
I'll find my own way down,
As I should.
And hold your gates
As croak in the midas touch
A joke in the way that we rust,
And breathe again.
And you'll find loss
And you'll fear what you found
When weather comes
Tear him down
There'll be oats in the water
There'll be birds on the ground
There'll be things you never asked her
Oh how they tear at you now
Перевод текста песни Ben Howard - Oats In The Water
Пойдите,
Я возьму круглый долгий путь »,
Я найду свой путь вниз,
Как я должен.
И держите ваши ворота
В карканье в прикосновение Мидаса
Шутка в том, что мы ржавеет,
И снова дышать.
И вы найдете потери
И вы боитесь, что вы нашли
Когда погода приходит
Оторвите его вниз
Там будет овес в воде
Там будет птицы на земле
Там будут вещи, которые вы никогда не просил ее
О, как они рвут у вас сейчас
Пойдите,
Я возьму круглый долгий путь »,
Я найду свой путь вниз,
Как я должен.
И держите ваши ворота
В карканье в прикосновение Мидаса
Шутка в том, что мы ржавеет,
И снова дышать.
И вы найдете потери
И вы боитесь, что вы нашли
Когда погода приходит
Оторвите его вниз
Там будет овес в воде
Там будет птицы на земле
Там будут вещи, которые вы никогда не просил ее
О, как они рвут у вас сейчас
Go your way
I'll take the long way 'round,
I'll find my own way down,
As I should.
And hold your gates
As croak in the midas touch
A joke in the way that we rust,
And breathe again.
And you'll find loss
And you fear
When weather comes
Tear him down
There'll be oats in the water
There'll be birds on the ground
There'll be things you never asked her
Oh how they tear at you now
Go your way
I'll take the long way 'round,
I'll find my own way down,
As I should.
And hold your gates
As croak in the midas touch
A joke in the way that we rust,
And breathe again.
And you'll find loss
And you fear
When weather comes
Tear him down
There'll be oats in the water
There'll be birds on the ground
There'll be things you never asked her
Oh how they tear at you now
Ben Howard - Oats In The Water
Go
I'll take the round long way, "
I will find my way down
How should I.
And hold your gate
In caw at the touch of midas
The joke is that we rust,
And breathe again.
And you will find a loss
And you are afraid that you found
When the weather comes
Tear it down
There will be oats in the water
There will be birds on the ground
There will be things you never asked her
Oh, how they are tearing at you now
Go
I'll take the round long way, "
I will find my way down
How should I.
And hold your gate
In caw at the touch of midas
The joke is that we rust,
And breathe again.
And you will find a loss
And you are afraid that you found
When the weather comes
Tear it down
There will be oats in the water
There will be birds on the ground
There will be things you never asked her
Oh, how they are tearing at you now