воскресенье, 27 февраля 2011 г.

How’s the world so small when the world is so large?

Вот новый текст. Песенка неплохая.

THE ECHOS

there he stood
in the heavy boots
that his father wore
during the war

there he stood
in the raggy coat
that his father wore
during the war

for twenty long years
hands over his ears
screaming for help
cuz he heard
he heard
he heard
yes he heard
those terrible echos

there she stood
with a photograph
of her mom and dad
before the war

there she stood
in an empty room
where her family'd lived
before the war

for twenty long years
eyes red from the tears
begging for help
cuz she heard
she heard
she heard
yes she heard
those terrible echos

can you hear them too?
tell me can you hear them too?
through the distance and years
generations that fear
that the thunder can strike soon
that the echos will come true and you forgot
to tell all the 'i love you's

Теперь больше всего боюсь остаться один. Словно ребенок, в детском отделении окружной инфекционки. Я все хожу и смотрю в окно, на заметенную снегом дорожку. Когда же появится кто-то, кого я знаю. Кого-то с новостями из настоящего мира.

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