You ain't seen the things I seen
You don't wanna know this thing I know
It's like a nightmare, like a dream
Hear the final trumpets blow
Takes near everything I got
Seeing through the darkest spot
When the have-some will have none
Lookin through the darkest spot
Who's gonna stop the comin' rain?
Who's gonna wash away the stain?
Who's gonna save the day?
Who's gonna light the way?
Who's gonna stop the comin' rain?
You ain't seen the things I seen
You don't wanna know this thing I know
It's like a nightmare, like a dream
Listen to the final trumpets blow
Listen to the final trumpet blow
Вам не увидеть, что видел я
И не узнать, через что прошел
Сквозь кошмары и мечты
Пока не зазвонил по мне колокол
Забравший все что я имел
Унес в глубину самых мрачных мест
Имеющий все остался ни с чем
Ушел следом за темнотой
Кто остановит идущий дождь
Унесет прочь весь мой позор
Спасет грядущий лучший день
И осветит мой путь огнем!
Кто остановит идущий дождь....
Вам лучше не видеть, что видел я
Вам лучше не знать, через что прошел
Идущий тем же путем, что и я
Услышит в конце лишь колокол
Сквозь кошмары и мечты
По тебе заплачет тот колокол...
(творческий перевод Пигасов А.В.)
You is not seen the things I seen
You do not wanna know this thing I know
It's like a nightmare, like a dream
Hear the final trumpets blow
Takes near everything I got
Seeing through the darkest spot
When the have-some will have none
Lookin through the darkest spot
Who's gonna stop the comin 'rain?
Who's gonna wash away the stain?
Who's gonna save the day?
Who's gonna light the way?
Who's gonna stop the comin 'rain?
You is not seen the things I seen
You do not wanna know this thing I know
It's like a nightmare, like a dream
Listen to the final trumpets blow
Listen to the final trumpet blow
You do not see what I saw
And do not know, I have been through
Through nightmares and dreams
Until the bell rang for me
I pick up all that I had
Carried away in the depth of the darkest places
Having all left with nothing
He has left behind the darkness
Who will stop the rain coming
It will take away all my shame
Save the future a better day
And light the fire of my way!
Who will stop the rain coming ....
You'd better not see what I saw
You better not to know, I have been through
Going in the same way that I
Hear at the end of a bell
Through nightmares and dreams
Cry for you the bell ...
(Creative translation Pigasov AV)
