Пластинки дурной вкус текст песни
Обновлено: 19.09.2024
English translation English
Records
Another chilly day
I can't be bothered to go out
And no one's calling me today
The picture in the window is [frozen]/[standing still] again
The fog is coming straight from the Silent Hill
It's still the same bland boring view
Come to my place
We'll listen to the old records
Divine Comedy, Peter Gabriel and Sting
The world has gone mad
I am fed up with what's happening outside
Let's listen to the old records till the morning comes
What a crushing boredom
I feel the (cold steel of) time (pressed) against my head
The bleak lights are coming up at night
I am tired of waiting for something
I don't want to go to sleep
I am feeling scared again, I am calling you
Come to my place
We'll listen to the old records
Lennon and Morrissey, David Byrne
Cure and Sting
The world has gone mad
I am fed up with what's happening outside
Let's listen to the old records as (we did) yesterday
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