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  • Текст песни Architects - Devil's Island

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    Тут находится текст песни Architects - Devil's Island, а также перевод, видео и клип.

    This is your country,
    Это твоя страна,
    This is your home,
    Это твой дом,
    Here is the house where you grew up alone.[2x]
    Это дом, в котором ты сам вырос. [2x]

    The city streets
    Улицы города,
    You used to love
    Которые ты любил,
    Are bruised and broken,
    Разбиты и разрушены,
    Are black and blue
    Мы не видим живого места на них,
    On our TV's, miles away,
    На порогах наших домов, сидя далеко и глядя на них сквозь телевизор,
    On our doorsteps with no reason why.
    И не знаем, в чем причина.

    Take it back, take it back, take it back![2x]
    Верни, верни, верни все назад! [2x]

    This is your country,
    Это твоя страна,
    This is your home,
    Это твой дом,
    Here is the house where you grew up alone.
    Это дом, в котором ты сам вырос.
    Remember this for what it was.
    Запомни его таким, каким он был.

    Take it back, take it back, take it back!
    Верни, верни, верни все назад!

    You want a voice,
    Ты хочешь высказать мнение,
    But your voices sound like violence.
    Но твое мнение звучит жестоко.
    You don't deserve this life.
    Ты не заслуживаешь такой жизни.

    This is your country,
    Это твоя страна,
    This is your home,
    Это твой дом,
    Here is the house where you grew up alone.
    Это дом, в котором ты сам вырос.
    Remember this for what it was,
    Запомни его таким, каким он был,
    A bleak projection of absent minds.
    Бледный набросок отсутствующего разума.

    You want a voice,
    Ты хочешь высказать мнение,
    But your voices sound like violence.
    Но твое мнение звучит жестоко.
    You shout so loud but all I hear is silence.
    Ты кричишь так громко, но я слышу лишь тишину.
    The city streets that you show no love,
    Улицы города, которые ты не любишь,
    Are bruised and broken,
    Разбиты и разрушены
    Because of you.
    Из-за тебя.

    This is your country,
    Это твоя страна,
    This is your home,
    Это твой дом,
    Here is the house where you grew up alone.
    Это дом, в котором ты сам вырос.

    Remember this for what it was.[2x]

    This is your cons.
    This is your country
    This is your home,
    This is your home
    Hera is the house there you make up alone. [2x]
    This is the house in which you yourself have grown. [2x]

    The City Streets
    City streets,
    You Used to Love
    Which you loved
    Are Bruised and Broken,
    Broken and destroyed,
    Are Black and Blue
    We do not see a living place on them,
    On OUR TV's, Miles Away,
    On the thresholds of our houses, sitting far and looking at them through the TV,
    On OURSSTESPS with No Reason Why.
    And we don’t know what the reason is.

    Take It Back, Take It Back, Take It Back! [2x]
    Return, return, return everything back! [2x]

    This is your cons.
    This is your country
    This is your home,
    This is your home
    Here is the house there you make up alone.
    This is the house in which you yourself have grown.
    Remember this for What it was.
    Remember him the way he was.

    Take It Back, Take It Back, Take It Back!
    Return, return, return everything back!

    You Want A Voice,
    You want to express an opinion
    But your voices Sound Like Violence.
    But your opinion sounds cruel.
    You Don 'This Life.
    You do not deserve such a life.

    This is your cons.
    This is your country
    This is your home,
    This is your home
    Here is the house there you make up alone.
    This is the house in which you yourself have grown.
    Remember this for What it was,
    Remember him as he was,
    A BLEAK PROJECTION OF ABSENT MIINDS.
    A pale sketch of missing mind.

    You Want A Voice,
    You want to express an opinion
    But your voices Sound Like Violence.
    But your opinion sounds cruel.
    You Shout So Loud But All I Hear Is Silence.
    You scream so loudly, but I only hear the silence.
    The City Streets that You Show No Love,
    The streets of the city that you do not like,
    Are Bruised and Broken,
    Broken and destroyed
    BecAuse of You.
    Because of you.

    This is your cons.
    This is your country
    This is your home,
    This is your home
    Here is the house there you make up alone.
    This is the house in which you yourself have grown.

    Remember this for What it was. [2x]

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