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  • Текст песни Limp Bizkit - A Countre Courant

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    Тут находится текст песни Limp Bizkit - A Countre Courant, а также перевод, видео и клип.

    Текст:
    No one knows what it's like
    To be the bad man
    To be the sad man
    Behind blue eyes
    And no one knows
    What it's like to be hated
    To be fated to telling only lies

    But my dreams they aren't as empty
    As my conscience seems to be
    I have hours, only lonely
    My love is vengeance
    That's never free

    No one knows what its like
    To feel these feelings
    Like I do, and I blame you!
    No one bites back as hard
    On their anger
    None of my pain and woe
    Can show through

    But my dreams they aren't as empty
    As my conscience seems to be
    I have hours, only lonely
    My love is vengeance
    That's never free

    Discover l.i.m.p. say it [x4]
    No one knows what its like
    To be mistreated, to be defeated
    Behind blue eyes
    No one knows how to say
    That they're sorry and don't worry
    I'm not telling lies

    But my dreams they aren't as empty
    As my conscience seems to be
    I have hours, only lonely
    My love is vengeance
    That's never free

    No one knows what its like
    To be the bad man, to be the sad man
    Behind blue eyes

    Перевод:
    Никто не знает, каково быть таким
    Человеком плохим,
    Человеком пустым,
    За синевой чудесных глаз...
    Никто не знает, каково быть таким,
    Всем людям ненавистным,
    Когда ты лжешь, тебя считают за мразь...

    Но мечты мои не так пусты,
    Как моя запятнанная совесть...
    Я постоянно одинок,
    Моя любовь меня преследует,
    На то месть...

    Никто не знает, каково быть таким,
    Испытывать такие чувства, как я,
    И, смотря на все в моей жизни,
    В этом я виню тебя!
    Никто не усердствует так,
    Чтобы сдержать собственную злость,
    Зато не вырвется наружу то,
    Что душит будто в горле кость...

    Но мечты мои не так пусты,
    Как моя запятнанная совесть...
    Я постоянно одинок,
    Моя любовь меня преследует,
    На то месть...

    Никто не знает, каково быть таким,
    Когда все над тобой издеваются,
    За голубыми глазами простыми
    Над тобой злобно насмехаются.

    Но мечты мои не так пусты,
    Как моя запятнанная совесть...
    Я постоянно одинок,
    Моя любовь меня преследует,
    На то месть...

    Никто не знает, каково быть таким,
    Человеком плохим,
    Человеком пустым,
    За голубыми глазами...

    Text:
    No one knows what it's like
    To be the bad man
    To be the sad man
    Behind blue eyes
    And no one knows
    What it's like to be hated
    To be fated to telling only lies

    But my dreams they are not as empty
    As my conscience seems to be
    I have hours, only lonely
    My love is vengeance
    That's never free

    No one knows what its like
    To feel these feelings
    Like I do, and I blame you!
    No one bites back as hard
    On their anger
    None of my pain and woe
    Can show through

    But my dreams they are not as empty
    As my conscience seems to be
    I have hours, only lonely
    My love is vengeance
    That's never free

    Discover l.i.m.p. say it [x4]
    No one knows what its like
    To be mistreated, to be defeated
    Behind blue eyes
    No one knows how to say
    That they're sorry and do not worry
    I'm not telling lies

    But my dreams they are not as empty
    As my conscience seems to be
    I have hours, only lonely
    My love is vengeance
    That's never free

    No one knows what its like
    To be the bad man, to be the sad man
    Behind blue eyes

    Transfer:
    No one knows what its like
    Man of the poor,
    Man empty
    For wonderful blue eyes ...
    No one knows what its like,
    All people hated,
    When you lie, you think of the scum ...

    But my dreams are not so empty,
    As my conscience ...
    I have hours,
    My love is following me,
    The place ...

    No one knows what its like,
    To feel these feelings like me,
    And, despite all of my life,
    I blame you!
    No zealous so,
    Their anger,
    But do not break out that,
    What if choking throat bone ...

    But my dreams are not so empty,
    As my conscience ...
    I have hours,
    My love is following me,
    The place ...

    No one knows what its like,
    When all of you bullied
    Behind blue eyes
    Above you telling lies.

    But my dreams are not so empty,
    As my conscience ...
    I have hours,
    My love is following me,
    The place ...

    No one knows what its like,
    Man of the poor,
    Man empty
    Behind Blue Eyes...

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