And there it is, as pure as snow
I couldn't see it for my head was too low
And prying eyes, they stoop too low
Poisoning my soul, as sanity waits in the gallows
Defeated I, fighting for a lost cause
Depleted I, dying for the wrong cause
These are the hours on the range
The more you show them
The more they choose to take away
Some things never change in the wings
And as it's your war,
There'll be no escape at all
Борясь за потерянный смысл.
И вот оно, как чистота, как снег,
Я не мог увидеть это из-за низко склоненной головы
и умоляющих глаз, они опущены слишком низко.
Моя душа источает яд (или отравлена), вменяемость ждет виселицы.
Обманутый, я борюсь за потерянный смысл.
Этии часы (в смысле, время) отмеряют расстояние,
Они больше, чем ты их представляешь,
Они больше отнимают выбор,
Некоторые вещи никогда не меняют крыльев,
И это как твоя война,
От нее не убежать.
(Скадди Тодд)
And there it is, as pure as snow
I couldn't see it for my head was too low
And prying eyes, they stoop too low
Poisoning my soul, as sanity waits in the gallows
Defeated I, fighting for a lost cause
Depleted I, dying for the wrong cause
These are the hours on the range
The more you show them
The more they choose to take away
Some things never change in the wings
And as it's your war,
There'll be no escape at all
Fighting for the lost meaning.
And here it is, like purity, like snow,
I couldn't see it because of my low bowed head
and pleading eyes, they are too low.
My soul oozes poison (or is poisoned), sanity awaits the gallows.
Deceived, I fight for a lost meaning.
These clocks (in the sense of time) measure the distance,
They are bigger than you think they are
They take more choice away
Some things never change wings
And it's like your war
You can't run away from her.
(Scuddy Todd)