Faces look ugly when you're alone
Women seem wicked when you're unwanted
Streets are uneven when you're down

When you're strange
Faces come out of the rain
When you're strange
No one remembers your name
When you're strange
When you're strange
When you're strange

People are strange when you're a stranger
Faces look ugly when you're alone
Women seem wicked when you're unwanted
Streets are uneven when you're down

When you're strange
Faces come out of the rain
When you're strange
No one remembers your name
When you're strange
When you're strange
When you're strange

In silence we dwell
Beneath the veil of winter
On this freezing ground
Buried by waves of snow

In cold lifeless light, in northern night
We'll lay down and sleep under the wings

We are still here, rimed with frost
There won't be dawn, no dawn for us

You were my angel
In this quiet world
Now we are buried down
By the snow that keeps on falling

Sitting all alone, inside, today Jane.
The other girls are home, we're playing a new game.
The voice is very, very close, you like it that way,
and we're feeling rather warm inside.

Are you smiling or afraid?
You can have it either way.

Lady Jane your eyes are wide today,
and the world is looking very strange, you must proclaim!
It's quite a scary, scary ride we take, Lady Jane.

Yesterday seemed very dark, but now it's bright,
your clouds have gone away.
Sensory perception peaking at this time,
electric waves of sound are filling Janie's mind today
calling out to Janie as you drift away, "Don't be afraid,
they're only your illusion anyway."

Lady Jane your eyes are wide today.
and we're sure you won't forget the things
you've seen today!

Доброго всем времени суток!
А не подскажет ли кто, что за музыка играет во время астрологического прогноза в передаче "Ранок з Інтером"?

It was back in '32 when times were hard
He had a Colt .45 and a deck of cards
Stagger Lee
He wore rat-drawn shoes and an old Stetson hat
Had a '28 Ford, had payments on that
Stagger Lee
His woman threw him out in the ice and the snow
And told him, "Never ever come back no more"
Stagger Lee
So he walked though the rain an he walked through the mud
Till he came to a place called The Bucket Of Blood
Stagger Lee
He said, "Mr Motherfucker, you know who I am"
And the barkeeper said, "No, I don't give a good goddamn"
To Stagger Lee
He said, "Well bartender, it's plain to see
I'm that bad motherfucker called Stagger Lee"
Mr. Stagger Lee
Barkeep said, "Yeah, I've heard your name down the way
And I kick motherfucking asses like you everyday"
Mr Stagger Lee
Well, those were the last words that the barkeep said
'Cause Stag put four holes in his motherfucking head
Just then in came a broad called Nellie Brown
Was known to make more money than any bitch in town
She struts across the bar, hitching up her skirt
Over to Stagger Lee, she starts to flirt
With Stagger Lee
She saw the barkeep, said, "O God, he can't be dead!"
Stag said, "Well just count the holes in the motherfucker's head"
She said, "You look like you ain't scored in quite a time.
Why not come to my pad? It won't cost you a dime"
Mr. Stagger Lee
"But there's something I have to say before you begin
You'll have to be gone before my man Billy Dilly comes in,
Stagger Lee"
"I'll stay here till Billy Dilly comes in, till time comes to pass
And furthermore I'll fuck Billy Dilly in his motherfucking ass"
Said Stagger Lee
"I'm a bad motherfucker, don't you know
But I'll crawl over fifty good pussies just to get one fat boy's asshole"
Said Stagger Lee
Just then Billy Dilly rolls in and said, "You must be
That bad motherfucker called Stagger Lee"
Stagger Lee
"Yeah, I'm Stagger Lee and you better get down on your knees
And suck my dick, because if you don't you're sure to be dead"
Said Stagger Lee
Billy Dilly dropped down and slobbered on his head
And Stag filled him full of lead
Oh yeah.

(Перевода не будет, дабы не травмировать деццкую психику. Пы.Сы.: Ник Кэйв - старый извращенетс и матершынник, млин. Но кайфовый. :)))))  Енту вещчЪ нужна слушать пянным и дирижыровать при этом аркестрам, желательно - симфаническим. Наливай!)

The guess the knowing
The paleness and the glance
Let shades so soundless
Surround our innocence

And we know ...

The gloom the brightness
Beyond of the within
And greedy seeks the serpent
For truth in every sin

And we know that we both lost
And we know ...

I'm your ruin
And you're my ruins
But don't be scared let's do the wrong

I'm kerosene
And you're the raging blaze
So let it happen lead me on

The plus and minus
The going and return
It does not matter
That antimatter hurts

Уважаемые!
Кто-нибудь знает, что это за музыка?
Очень нужно.

I was born with the wrong sign In the wrong house With the wrong ascendancy I've took the wrong road That led to the wrong tendencies I was in the wrong place at the wrong time For the wrong reason and the wrong rhyme On the wrong day of the wrong week I've used the wrong method with the wrong technique Wrong! Wrong! There's something wrong with me Chemically something wrong with me Inherently The wrong mix in the wrong genes I've reached the wrong ends by the wrong means It was the wrong plan In the wrong hands With the wrong theory for the wrong man The wrong lies on the wrong vibes The wrong questions with the wrong replies Wrong! Wrong! I was marching to the wrong drum With the wrong scum Pissing out the wrong energy Using all the wrong lines And the wrong signs With the wrong intensity I was on the wrong page of the wrong book With the wrong rendition of the wrong hook Made the wrong move every wrong night With the wrong tune played till it sounded right yah Wrong! Wrong! Too long - Wrong! Too long - Wrong! Too long - Wrong! I was born with the wrong sign In the wrong house With the wrong ascendancy I've took the wrong road That led to the wrong tendencies I was in the wrong place at the wrong time For the wrong reason and the wrong rhyme On the wrong day of the wrong week I used the wrong method with the wrong technique Wrong!

Like a sentence to death
I've got no options left
I've got nothing to show now
I'm down on the ground
I've got seconds to live
And you can't go now

Cause love, like an invisible bullet has shot me down and I'm bleeding - yeah, I'm bleeding
And if you go, furious angels will bring you back to me, will bring you back to me

You're a dirty needle
You're in my blood and there's no curing me
And I wanna run
(like the blood from a wound)
To a place you can't see me

Cause love, like a blow to the head, has left me stunned and i'm reeling - yeah, I'm reeling
And if you go, furious angels will bring you back to me

You're a cold piece of steel between my ribs and there's no saving me, 
And I can't get up from this wet crimson bed that you made for me, that you made for me

Cause love, like a knife in the back, has cut me down and I'm bleeding - yeah, I'm bleeding
And if you go, angels will run to defend me - to defend me

Cause i can't get up
I'm as cold as a stove
I can feel the life fade from me
I'm down on the ground
I've got seconds to live
Then what's there that waits for me, waits for me?

Cause love, like a sentence of death has left me stunned, and i'm reeling - yeah, i'm reeling
And if you go, furious angels will bring you back to me

 

Достаточно вольный перевод, с претензией на литературный. Не судите строго. :)

 

Как приглашение к смерти,

У меня не осталось никаких вариантов.

Мне больше нечего теперь показать.

Я лежу на земле.

Мне осталось жить секунды.

И ты не можешь сейчас уйти.

Потому что любовь, как невидимая пуля сбила меня с ног, и я истекаю кровью.

И если ты уйдешь, гневные ангелы вернут тебя ко мне.

Ты грязная игла.

Ты в моей крови и нет мне избавления.

И я хочу убежать,

Как кровь из раны,

Туда, где ты не сможешь меня видеть.

Потому что любовь, как выстрел в голову, оглушила меня, и я контужен

И если ты уйдешь, гневные ангелы вернут тебя ко мне.

Ты холодный кусок стали меж моих ребер, и нет мне спасения,

И я не могу подняться с этой окровавленной постели, которую ты для меня приготовила.

Потому что любовь, как нож в спине, срезала меня, и я истекаю кровью.

И если ты уйдешь, ангелы явятся защитить меня.

Потому что я не могу подняться.

Я холоден как печь.

Я чувствую, как жизнь покидает меня.

Я лежу на земле.

Мне осталось жить секунды.

Что это там, что меня ожидает?

Потому что любовь, как приглашение к смерти, оглушила меня, и я контужен.

И если ты уйдешь, гневные ангелы вернут тебя ко мне.