Текст песни Leonard Cohen. The Future. 1992 г. - The Future

Leonard Cohen (OST "Прирождённые убийцы")

Верните мне мою разбитую ночь,
Зеркальную комнату, тайную жизнь.
Здесь так одиноко,
Больше некого мучить.
Дайте мне абсолютный контроль
Над каждой живой душой.
Ложись рядом со мной, детка,
это приказ!
Дайте мне крэк и анальный секс,
Возьмите последнее уцелевшее дерево
И забейте его в дыру
В вашей культуре.
Верните мне Берлинскую стену,
Верните Сталина и Святого Павла.
Я видел будущее, брат:
Это убийство.

Все начинает расползаться, расползаться
Во всех направлениях.
Скоро не останется ничего,
Нничего, что можно измерить.
Буря, мировая буря
Уже пересекла границу
И ниспровергла
Порядок вещей в твоей душе.

Когда они говорят: “ПОКАЙСЯ! ПОКАЙСЯ!”,
Я пытаюсь понять, что они имеют в виду.
Когда они говорят: “ПОКАЙСЯ! ПОКАЙСЯ!”,
Я пытаюсь понять, что они имеют в виду.
Когда они говорят: “ПОКАЙСЯ! ПОКАЙСЯ!”,
Я пытаюсь понять, что они имеют в виду.

Ты ничего обо мне не знаешь,
Не знала и не узнаешь.
Я тот маленький еврей,
Который написал Библию.
Я видел возвышение и падение наций,
Я слышал их истории, слышал их все,
Но единственный двигатель выживания – Любовь.
Твой слуга здесь, ему велели
Доложить,четко и спокойно:
Все кончено, и дальше ничего не будет.
Теперь небесные колеса остановились,
Ты чувствуешь стек дьявола?
Приготовься к будущему:
Это убийство.

Все начинает расползаться….

Когда они говорят: “ПОКАЙСЯ! ПОКАЙСЯ!”...

Старый кодекс Запада будет нарушен,
Твоя личная жизнь внезапно будет взорвана.
Ты увидишь призраков,
Огни на дороге,
И приплясывающего придурка. 
Ты увидишь женщину,
Висящую вверх ногами,
С лицом, закрытым ее собственной юбкой,
А вокруг толпятся все эти вшивые мелкие поэты,
Пытаясь походить на Чарли Мэнсона,
И по-дурацки приплясывают…

Верните мне Берлинскую стену,
Дайте Сталина и Святого Павла,
Дайте мне Христа или Хиросиму
Убейте еще одного зародыша,
Нам не нужны никакие дети.
Я видел будущее, детка:
Это убийство.

Все начинает расползаться…
Когда они говорят: “ПОКАЙСЯ! ПОКАЙСЯ!”…

1 – в ам. сленге есть уничижительное выражение “white man’s overbite” = “глубокий прикус белого человека”, используемое при описании выражения лица во время танца.

Give me back my broken night 
My mirrored room, my secret life 
it's lonely here, there's no one left to torture 
Give me absolute control 
Over every living soul 
And lie beside me, baby, that's an order! 
Give me crack and anal sex 
Take the only tree that's left 
and stuff it up the hole in your culture 
Give me back the Berlin wall 
give me Stalin and St Paul 
I've seen the future, brother: 
it is murder. 

Things are going to slide, slide in all directions
Won't be nothing 
Nothing you can measure anymore 
The blizzard, the blizzard of the world 
has crossed the threshold 
and it has overturned 
the order of the soul. 

When they said REPENT REPENT 
I wonder what they meant 
When they said REPENT REPENT 
I wonder what they meant 
When they said REPENT REPENT 
I wonder what they meant. 

You don't know me from the wind 
you never will, you never did 
I'm the little Jew 
who wrote the Bible 
I've seen the nations rise and fall 
I've heard their stories, heard them all 
but love's the only engine of survival 
You're servant here, he has been told 
to say it clear, to say it cold: 
It's over, it ain't going any further 
And now the wheels of heaven stop 
you feel the devil's riding crop 
Get ready for the future: 
it is murder. 

Things are going to slide, slide in all directions
Won't be nothing 
Nothing you can measure anymore 
The blizzard, the blizzard of the world 
has crossed the threshold 
and it has overturned 
the order of the soul. 

When they said REPENT REPENT 

Leonard Cohen (OST "Natural Born Killers")

Give me back my broken night
A mirror room, a secret life.
It's so lonely here
There is no one else to torment.
Give me absolute control
Over every living soul.
Lie down next to me baby
that's an order!
Give me crack and anal sex,
Take the last surviving tree
And hammer it into the hole
In your culture.
Give me back the Berlin Wall
Bring back Stalin and St. Paul.
I saw the future, brother:
This is murder.

Everything starts to creep away, creep up
In all directions.
Soon there will be nothing left
There is nothing to be measured.
Storm, world storm
Already crossed the border
And overthrew
The order of things in your soul.

When they say, “REPENT! REPENT! ”,
I'm trying to figure out what they mean.
When they say, “REPENT! REPENT! ”,
I'm trying to figure out what they mean.
When they say, “REPENT! REPENT! ”,
I'm trying to figure out what they mean.

You don't know anything about me
You didn't know and you won't know.
I'm that little Jew
Who wrote the Bible.
I have seen the rise and fall of nations
I've heard their stories, I've heard them all,
But the only survival engine is Love.
Your servant is here, he was told
Report clearly and calmly:
It's all over, and nothing else will happen.
Now the celestial wheels have stopped
Can you feel the devil's stack?
Prepare for the future:
This is murder.

Everything starts to creep away….

When they say, “REPENT! REPENT! ”...

The old code of the West will be broken
Your love life will suddenly be blown up.
You will see ghosts
Lights on the road
And the dancing asshole.
You will see a woman
Hanging upside down
With a face covered by her own skirt
And all these lousy little poets crowd around
Trying to be like Charlie Manson
And foolishly dancing ...

Give me back the Berlin Wall
Give Stalin and St. Paul,
Give me Christ or Hiroshima
Kill another embryo
We don't need any children.
I've seen the future, baby:
This is murder.

Everything starts to creep away ...
When they say, “REPENT! REPENT! ”...

1 - in am. slang has the derogatory expression “white man’s overbite” = “deep bite of a white person”, used to describe facial expressions while dancing.

Give me back my broken night
My mirrored room, my secret life
it's lonely here, there's no one left to torture
Give me absolute control
Over every living soul
And lie beside me, baby, that's an order!
Give me crack and anal sex
Take the only tree that's left
and stuff it up the hole in your culture
Give me back the Berlin wall
give me Stalin and St Paul
I've seen the future, brother:
it is murder.

Things are going to slide, slide in all directions
Won't be nothing
Nothing you can measure anymore
The blizzard, the blizzard of the world
has crossed the threshold
and it has overturned
the order of the soul.

When they said REPENT REPENT
I wonder what they meant
When they said REPENT REPENT
I wonder what they meant
When they said REPENT REPENT
I wonder what they meant.

You don't know me from the wind
you never will, you never did
I'm the little Jew
who wrote the Bible
I've seen the nations rise and fall
I've heard their stories, heard them all
but love's the only engine of survival
You're servant here, he has been told
to say it clear, to say it cold:
It's over, it ain't going any further
And now the wheels of heaven stop
you feel the devil's riding crop
Get ready for the future:
it is murder.

Things are going to slide, slide in all directions
Won't be nothing
Nothing you can measure anymore
The blizzard, the blizzard of the world
has crossed the threshold
and it has overturned
the order of the soul.

When they said REPENT REPENT