Текст и перевод песни Shahmen — Van Gogh’s Crows
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Do you crowd in your weakness, or carry it like Jesus? Or just wonder where the peace is? The heart's beautiful; the brain's where the beast lives All these names on a train, and I'm trying to put my piece in I paid for days, till my pain is raised This spirit in my lyrics' phrase And when it plays let the fire blaze And remember to the higher plane I came Dark dark days, come and go to fill my heart Light fades, come and go to fill that Ark I pain, just to go and spill this tooth Now when truth was reality and lost in its challenge You see, what was out the window And you was pretending, and I had an info And we was just listening, all with my kin-folk Hear me here-ly, here where the cliff's low Van Gogh's crows, over wheat-fields of gold Forget everything you know Read a secret, hid it right under-nose Go ahead and seek everything you want Everything you want, you already got This is just a secret I'm mixing in the pot Everything you want, you already got This be the secret mixed in the pot Everything you want, want You already got, got Everything you want, want You already got, got Everything you want, want You already got, got Everything you want, want You already got, got The more digging this grave The more I'm digging my life The more I'm digging this pain The more I'm digging the mic The more I'm looking for life The more I'm looking for light The more I'm mixing between The more I carve with this mic The more digging this grave The more I'm digging my life The more I'm digging this pain The more I'm digging the mic The more I'm looking for life The more I'm looking for light The more I'm mixing between The more I carve with this mic The more digging this grave The more I'm digging my life The more I'm digging this pain The more I'm digging the mic The more I'm looking for life The more I'm looking for light The more I'm mixing between The more I carve with this mic Yeah B.L.S... and S.N.S B.L.S... and S.N.S We be blessed, yes, yes |
Do you crowd in your weakness, or carry it like Jesus? |
Перевод добавил: Андрей Курышев