Дата регистрации: 17.01.2002 Сообщения: 5 Откуда: Brooklyn, NY, USA
Добавлено: Sat Mar 16, 2002 09:43
Однажды мир прогнется под нас
New generation’s playing games I don't understand,
I feel like I'm three hundred years old.
New wave of sound's rising up so hard to withstand,
It's coming on aggressive and bold.
But who am I to judge them now and really what for?
I think I've seen it all in the past…
There is no point adjusting to this volatile world -
Instead we let it bend around us.
I've had a friend who used to think he's larger than life
And lived like every day was the last.
He never ever thought about taking a dive…
This world has turned his dreams into dust.
So now he rests in peace soon be forgotten by all,
His memories and fame fading fast…
There is no point adjusting to this volatile world -
Instead we let it bend around us.
Another one I knew would always go along
And never tried to ring any bells.
He kept away from places where the current was strong.
He lived his life like everyone else…
I know I couldn’t live like this ‘cause I would be bored -
Not much excitement, only the fuss.
There is no point adjusting to this volatile world -
Instead we let it bend around us.
So even though it seems my clothes tend to get old
And my guitar is starting to rust…
There is no point adjusting to this volatile world -
Instead we let it bend around us.
Someday the world will bend around us.
I know the world will bend around us.
Возраст: 55 По зодиаку: Пол: Дата регистрации: 02.08.2008 Сообщения: 2 Откуда: SF, CA
Добавлено: Sat Aug 02, 2008 13:32
very talanted and dedicated translation. Here is my 2 cents for pripev:
Dont try to fit the standarts of this volatile world
Its better if it fits our own
Someday it will be fitting our own
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