перевод песни "Туман" группы "Сектор Газа" (Россия)
What a pretty times! What an easy rhyme!
But some took a loop around my neck.
Sun fire cannot fear our atmosphere,
But it stands like a dense and dazzled check
The dead moon's bringing its cold light to our nest,
And stars are squeezing on my aerialless breast.
The air's like mercury in veins,
So I can't neither turn nor step
So can we take this road again in fog like this?
Which road should we take? God will show the way
Cause for us, He's leading any way
We begin to tremble, we can see bloodrain
We are beating from the endless rain
The dead moon's provocating us the truth to hide
Evaporations of the earth, like cyanide
And every day is trapping us,
We have to go with bleeding wounds
So can we haunt this road again through fog around?
Everything is wrong; life is short, not long
Like a skirt, if see you pretty whore
Listen, don't be shocked! Spit over your left shoulder,
Spit it out, and let's go through this fog!
The dead moon's bringing its cold light to our nest
And stars are squeezing on my aerialless breast
The air's like mercury in veins
So I can't neither turn nor step
Through danger, take this road again through fog like this!
The dead moon's provocating us the truth to hide
Evaporations of the earth, like cyanide
And every day is trapping us,
We have to go with bleeding wounds
But we will haunt this road despite the fog around!
апрель 2024
оригинал здесь:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=p2ZbgHYONHk
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TbG_AkPDEYI