Текст песни The Doors - Orange county suite

Well I used to know someone fair

She had orange ribbons in her hair
She was such a trip
She was hardly there

But I loved her
Just the same.

There was rain in our window,
The FM set was ragged
But she could talk, yeah,
We learned to speak

And one year
Has gone by

Such a long long road to seek it

All we did was break and freak it
We had all
That lovers ever had
We just blew it
And I'm not sad

Well I'm mad

And I'm bad

And two years
Have gone by

Now her world was bright orange
And the fire glowed
And her friend had a baby
And she lived with us
Yeah, we broke through the window
Yeah, we knocked on the door
Her phone would not answer,
Yeah, but she's still home

Now her father has passed over
And her sister is a star
And her mother smokes "Diamonds"
And she sleeps out in the car

Yeah, but she remembers Chicago
The musicians & guitars
And grass by the lake
And people who laugh'd
And made her poor heart ache

Now we live down in the valley
We work out on the farm
We climb up to the mountains
And everything's fine

And I'm still here
And you're still there
And we're still around

*********************

Когда-то я знал действительно прекрасную
леди.
Она вплетала в волосы оранжевые ленты.
Она была та еще штучка,
Она с трудом понимала, что вокруг нее
происходит,
Но я все равно
Ее любил.

Дождь стучал в наше окошко,
Наш радиоприемник был развалюхой,
Но она знала, как вести разговор.
Мы учились говорить.

Так прошел
Год.

Чтобы обрести что-то важное, надо
пройти очень долгий путь.
Но мы это ни в грош не ставили.
У нас было все,
Что бывает у влюбленных,
Но мы все испортили.
И я об этом не жалею.

Я просто в бешенстве.

Всё плывёт перед глазами.

Так прошло
Два года.

Ее мир был ярко-оранжевым,
Освещенный языками пламени,
Ее подруга родила
И подбросила ребенка нам.
Мы ломились в окно,
Мы барабанили в дверь,
Ее телефон не отвечал,
Но она была дома.

Ее отец скончался,
Ее сестра стала звездой,
Ее мать курит дорогие сигареты,
А она спит на улице в машине.

Но она помнит Чикаго
И музыкантов с гитарами,
Травку на озере,
И смеющихся людей,
Которые разбили ее сердце.

Теперь мы живем в долине,
Работаем на ферме,
Забираемся высоко в горы,
И все у нас прекрасно.

Я по-прежнему здесь,
А ты все еще там,
Но мы рядом.

Well I used to know someone fair

She had orange ribbons in her hair
She was such a trip
She was hardly there

But I loved her
Just the same.

There was rain in our window,
The FM set was ragged
But she could talk, yeah,
We learned to speak

And one year
Has gone by

Such a long long road to seek it

All we did was break and freak it
We had all
That lovers ever had
We just blew it
And I'm not sad

Well I'm mad

And I'm bad

And two years
Have gone by

Now her world was bright orange
And the fire glowed
And her friend had a baby
And she lived with us
Yeah, we broke through the window
Yeah, we knocked on the door
Her phone would not answer,
Yeah, but she's still home

Now her father has passed over
And her sister is a star
And her mother smokes "Diamonds"
And she sleeps out in the car

Yeah, but she remembers Chicago
The musicians & guitars
And grass by the lake
And people who laugh'd
And made her poor heart ache

Now we live down in the valley
We work out on the farm
We climb up to the mountains
And everything's fine

And I'm still here
And you're still there
And we're still around

*********************

I once knew a really lovely
lady.
It is woven into the hair orange ribbons .
She was the one more thing,
She hardly knew about her
occurs
But I'm still
Loved her.

Rain pounded into our window ,
Our radio was a wreck ,
But she knew how to talk .
We learned to speak .

so passed
Year.

To gain something important , it is necessary
go a very long way .
But we hold cheap .
We had everything ,
What happens with lovers
But we are all messed up .
And I do not regret it .

I'm just pissed .

All swims before his eyes.

so passed
Two years.

Her world was bright orange ,
Lit flames
Her friend gave birth
And we threw the baby .
We crammed into a window
We banged on the door,
Her phone is not answered ,
But she was at home .

Her father died ,
Her sister was the star ,
Her mother smokes expensive cigarettes ,
And she sleeps on the street in the car.

But she remembers Chicago
And musicians with guitars,
Grass on the lake
And laughing people ,
Who broke her heart.

Now we live in the valley ,
Work on the farm,
Climb high into the mountains ,
And all we have is fine.

I'm still here ,
Are you still there
But we're close .