Текст песни Taylor Swift - ..Но если вы спросите люблю ли я его, Я совру...

I don't think that passenger seat
Has ever looked this good to me
He tells me about his night
And I count the colors in his eyes
He'll never fall in love he swears
As he runs his fingers through his hair
I'm laughing cuz I hope he wrong
I don't think it ever crossed his mind
He tells a joke I fake a smile
That I know all his favorite songs
And..

[chorus]
I could tell you his favorite colors green
He loves to argue, born on the seventeenth
His sister beautiful, he has his father's eyes
And if you ask me if I love him,
I'd lie

He looks around the room
Innocently overlooks the truth
Shouldn't a light go on?
Doesn't he know I've had him memorized for so long?
He sees everything black and white
Never let anybody see him cry
I don't let no body see him wishing he was mine

[chorus]

He stands there then walks away
My god if I could only say
I'm holding every breathe for you...

He'd never tell you but he can play guitar
I think he can see through everything
But my heart
First thought when I wake up is
My god he's beautiful
So I put on my make up
And pray for a miracle

Yes I could tell you his favorite colors green
He loves to argue oh and it kills me
His sisters beautiful he has his father's eyes
And if you asked me if I love him
If you ask me if I love him
I'd lie
_______________________
Пожалуй, это пассажирское сиденье
Еще никогда не казалось мне таким удобным.
Он рассказывает мне о том, как провел вечер,
А я считаю оттенки его глаз.
Он клянется, что никогда никого не полюбит,
И проводит рукой по своим волосам,
Я смеюсь, потому что надеюсь, что он ошибается.
Не думаю, что это когда-то приходило ему в голову.
Он шутит, и я изображаю улыбку,
Я знаю все его любимые песни и...

[Припев:]
Я могу рассказать вам, что его любимый цвет - зелёный,
Он любит спорить, родился 17 числа,
Его сестра очень красивая,
И у него глаза, как у его отца,
Но если вы спросите люблю ли я его,
Я совру...

Он окидывает взглядом комнату
И так невинно упускает из вида правду:
Может, свет лучше оставить?
Неужели он не знает, что я так долго запоминала его?
Он видит все в черно-белом свете,
Он никому не позволяет видеть его слёзы,
А я не дам никому увидеть, как я хочу, чтобы он был моим...

[Припев:]
Я могу рассказать вам, что его любимый цвет - зелёный,
Он любит спорить, родился 17 числа,
Его сестра очень красивая,
И у него глаза, как у его отца,
Но если вы спросите люблю ли я его,
Я совру...

Он стоит там, а потом уходит,
Господи, если бы я только могла сказать,
Что храню каждый вдох для тебя...

Он никогда не скажет тебе, но он играет на гитаре,
По-моему он все видит насквозь,
Кроме моего сердца.
Первая моя мысль утром -
Боже, какой он красивый!
Так что я накладываю макияж
И мечтаю о чуде....

[Припев:]
Да, я могу рассказать вам, что его любимый цвет - зелёный,
Он любит спорить, родился 17 числа,
Его сестра очень красивая,
И у него глаза, как у его отца,
Но если вы спросите люблю ли я его,
Я совру...

I do not think that passenger seat
Has ever looked this good to me
He tells me about his night
And I count the colors in his eyes
He'll never fall in love he swears
As he runs his fingers through his hair
I'm laughing cuz I hope he wrong
I do not think it ever crossed his mind
He tells a joke I fake a smile
That I know all his favorite songs
And ..

[chorus]
I could tell you his favorite colors green
He loves to argue, born on the seventeenth
His sister beautiful, he has his father's eyes
And if you ask me if I love him,
I'd lie

He looks around the room
Innocently overlooks the truth
Should not a light go on?
Does not he know I've had him memorized for so long?
He sees everything black and white
Never let anybody see him cry
I do not let no body see him wishing he was mine

[chorus]

He stands there then walks away
My god if I could only say
I'm holding every breathe for you ...

He'd never tell you but he can play guitar
I think he can see through everything
But my heart
First thought when I wake up is
My god he's beautiful
So I put on my make up
And pray for a miracle

Yes I could tell you his favorite colors green
He loves to argue oh and it kills me
His sisters beautiful he has his father's eyes
And if you asked me if I love him
If you ask me if I love him
I'd lie
_______________________
Perhaps it is the passenger's seat
It has never seemed so comfortable.
He tells me about how to spend the evening ,
And I think the nuances of his eyes.
He swears that he never let anyone fall in love ,
And runs a hand through his hair ,
I laugh , because I hope that he is wrong .
I do not think that it once occurred to him .
He was joking, and I figure a smile ,
I know all his favorite songs and ...

[Chorus:]
I can tell you that his favorite color - green ,
He loves to argue, born on the 17th ,
His sister is very beautiful,
And his eyes , like his father ,
But if you ask if I love him ,
I 'd be lying ...

He looks around the room
And so innocently overlooks the truth :
Maybe the light is better to leave ?
Does he not know what took me so long to memorize it ?
He sees everything in black and white light ,
He does not allow anyone to see his tears ,
And I will not let anyone see how I want it to be my ...

[Chorus:]
I can tell you that his favorite color - green ,
He loves to argue, born on the 17th ,
His sister is very beautiful,
And his eyes , like his father ,
But if you ask if I love him ,
I 'd be lying ...

He stands there , then walks away,
Lord, if I could only say ,
That keep every breath for you ...

He will never tell you, but he plays the guitar,
I think he sees everything through,
Apart from my heart.
My first thought in the morning -
God, what was beautiful !
So I impose makeup
And the dream of a miracle ....

[Chorus:]
Yes, I can tell you that his favorite color - green ,
He loves to argue, born on the 17th ,
His sister is very beautiful,
And his eyes , like his father ,
But if you ask if I love him ,
I 'd be lying ...