- Chains
- Commissars | Комиссары
- No Man’s Land
- She and He
- The Worlds Collide
- В твоем облаке | In Your Cloud
- Seattle Barista
Chains
Verse I
You come at night
Kick down the door
You act like you live here
You’ve done it before
You make demands
Go through my stuff
You yank my chain
But I call your bluff
Chorus
Mama told me it’ll be alright
She can’t be right
She can’t be right
The cage door closing,
I hear the click
It makes me sick
It makes me sick
Verse II
You take away
My freedom to speak
You leave me no chance
You think I am weak
Many mistakes
Made you so blind
The chains are breaking
I’ll handle your kind
Bridge
The smoke of my fire
Has hit a new height
The harder you push
The stronger I fight
Commissars | Комиссары
Verse I
Молодые комиссары | Young commissars
Не боятся войны | Don’t fear war
Среди скучных серых будней | In the midst of boring, grey weekdays
Kрасные дни | red days
Пальцы гладят пластик кнопок | Fingers are caressing the plastic of buttons
На стене висит портрет | there’s a portrait hanging on the wall
Подмигнет и станет ясно | It’ll wink to make it clear
Нажимать или нет | To press or not to press
Chorus
Мы едины, | We are united
К черту седины | To hell with grey hair
В ушах звуки маршей | Sounds of marches are in our ears
В глазах призрак силы | The ghost of power is in our eyes
Вязнем в болоте | We are getting stuck in a swamp
Губы в помете | Lips covered in birds’ droppings
Тех, кто перечит | Anyone who is against us
Подстрелим на взлете | We’ll shoot them down as they take off
Verse II
Под плащом из черной кожи | Under a black leather raincoat
Гравированный топор | An engraved axe
Пусть кричат, что обнаглели | Let them yell we are no boundaries
Не пойман, не вор | You are not a thief unless they catch you
Небеса над нами плачут | Heavens are crying over us
Эй лакей, подай-ка зонт | Hey, doorman, give me an un umbrella
Разожжём костер, пусть пляшет | We’ll make а bonfire to dance around
Народ и бомонд. | For the people and showbiz
Verse III
Пожилые комиссары | Elderly commissars
Не боятся войны. | Don’t fear war
Среди скучных серых будней | In the midst of boring, grey weekdays
Kрасные дни | red days
Пальцы гладят пластик кнопок | Fingers are caressing the plastic of buttons
На стене висит портрет | there’s a portrait hanging on the wall
Подмигнет и станет ясно | It’ll wink to make it clear
Убивать или нет | To kill or not to kill
No Man’s Land
Verse I
We were trying to convince ourselves
That we would be alright
We gave paper medals to our soldiers
Begging them to fight
Watching empty streets through shattered blinds
Fear in our eyes
Praying to Jesus and other gods alike
Chorus
Fear, fear over this land
Abandoned people living in fear
In a god-forsaken land
Fear over this land
Abandoned people
In a god-forsaken land
Verse II
Those of us who ventured outside
Faced execution squads
Others stayed inside and perished slowly
We’ll never know their final words
While the world watched curiously
Through the eyes of CNN
Drinking diet soda
While we met our end.
Bridge
General said, that’s life
Ice cream for some, others die
That’s life, we have to cut our losses
Just make sure you turn away from the burning crosses
She and He
Verse I
She never felt a force so strong
He never thought It’d be so wrong
She had a simple wish to be
He knew that no one heard his plea
Chorus
She and he could be never united
She and he could be never united
She and he will always be apart
Verse II
She wanted to forget the past
He wanted to move on at last
She wanted to forget his arms
He wanted to resist her charms
Bridge
They’ll find peace in another life
He will be her husband, she will be his wife
But in this world they’ll always be apart
Two bleeding wounds, two bleeding hearts
The Worlds Collide
Verse I
West vs East
Man against Beast
Rock vs water
Fire against leaves
Everywhere I go
I see a struggle
The race to the top ain’t no cuddle puddle
Chorus
And in this race
The worlds collide
When they do, there shall be light
Verse II
Many have tried
To fix the situation
Fell on their knees
Too much temptation
Everywhere I look
I see a struggle
A race to the top ain’t no cuddle puddle
Bridge
Some day
May a child will be born
Fix our problems
Heal our scorn
Until that day
There will be trouble
The race to the top ain’t no cuddle puddle
В твоем облаке | In Your Cloud
Verse I
Я рос на дне, жил на дне | I grew up on the bottom, I lived on the bottom
Плыл сквозь мутную воду, словно во сне | I swam through the muddy water as if I were dreaming
А сегодня день другой, сегодня крылья на мне | But today is a different day, today I have wings
Я в твоем облаке | I am in your cloud
Verse II
Ты рядом много лет жила, | You lived close for many years
Но судьба разводила нас, тебя туда, а меня сюда. | But fate kept us apart
Тебе наверх, мне вниз, мне вода, а тебе вино. | You go up, I go down, water for me, wine for you
Но сегодня небесный крупье раздал двадцать одно. | But today I got 21 from the celestial dealer
Chorus
Случайные встречи, обрывки речи | Random sightings, snippets of speech
Меж междометий оголенные плечи. | Naked shoulders among interjections
Жаркий шепот, запретные темы. | Hot whisper, taboo topics
Узнаю росчерк пера Мельпомены. | I recognize the hand-writing of Melpomene
Уюта осколки, молвы обломки. | Broken fragments of coziness, rumor bits
Нас накрывают тени любовной ломки. | The shadows of love withdrawal tower over us
Тянутся руки туда, куда им нельзя. | Hands are reaching to the forbidden fruit
А на губах капли волшебного зелья. | Drops of magic elixir on the lips
Verse III
Завтра пройдет дождь и смоет нас, | Tomorrow the rain will wash us away.
Грустную ноту ноктюрна сыграет бас. | The bass will play a sad note of a nocturne
Но это завтра, а сегодня крылья на мне. | But that’s tomorrow; today I have wings
Я в твоем облаке. | I am in your cloud
Chorus
Verse IV
Я рос на дне, жил на дне | I grew up on the bottom, I lived on the bottom
Плыл сквозь мутную воду, словно во сне | I swam through the muddy water as if I were dreaming
А сегодня день другой, сегодня крылья на мне | But today is a different day, today I have wings
Я в твоем облаке | I am in your cloud
Seattle Barista
Seattle Barista
You are my dream
Pull me two shots
Leave me room for cream
Seattle Barista
Grind those beans
You sure look hot
In your purple jeans
She’s got an earring in her forehead
A tattoo on her lip
Seattle Barista
You make me drip
My software job is boring
And is making me psychotic
I need a macchiato
And a taste of the exotic
She’s sexually ambiguous
Likes girls and boys
Come back to my room
So we can play with my toys
Seattle Barista
Wasn’t meant to be
She’s quitting next week
To do her PhD
She’s got an earring in her forehead
A tattoo on her lip
Seattle Barista
You make me drip
My software job is boring
And is making me psychotic
I need a macchiato
And a taste of the exotic
Seattle Barista
You are my dream
Pull me two shots
Leave me room for cream
Seattle Barista
Grind those beans
You sure look hot
In your purple jeans
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