Текст песни Depeche mode - Poorman
- Исполнитель: Depeche mode
- Название песни: Poorman
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Hey, hey, hey, heyHey, there's no news
Poor man still got the blues
He's walking around in worn out shoes
With nothing to lose
Hey, he's on the road
Pushing along his heavy load
Heading for no fixed abode
Shuffling slow
Corporations get the breaks
Keeping almost everything they make
And tell us just how long it's going to take
For it to trickle down
When will it trickle down?
Hey, he's on the street
Laying in the snow and sleet
Begging for something to eat
Looking beat
Hey, passers by
They don't dare to catch his eye
Couldn't even tell you why
Or what's happenin' inside
Эй, эй, ну как дела?!
Привет, всё по-прежнему,
Бедняк всё еще хандрит,
Ходит в изношенной обуви
И ему нечего терять.
Вот, он идёт по дороге,
Медленно волоча ноги,
Он тянет свою тяжелую ношу
И ему некуда идти.
Корпорации получают свой куш,
Возвращают себе всё, что создают,
И рассказывают нам, сколько это займет времени,
До того времени пока всё не выйдет наружу,
Когда это случится?
Вот, он уже на улице,
Лежит в грязи и снегу,
Выпрашивает что-нибудь поесть
И выглядит побитым.
Посмотри, прохожие
Даже не могут смотреть на него,
Не могу даже описать вам,
Что происходит внутри.
Перевод песни
Hey, Hey, Hey, HeyHey, There's No News
Poor Man Still Got The Blues
He's Walking Around In Worn Out Shoes
Nothing to Lose
Hey, He's On The Road
Pushing Along His Heavy Load
HEADING FOR NO FIXED ABODE
Shuffling Slow.
Corporations Get The Breaks
Keeping Almost Everything the Make
AND TELL US JUST HOW LONG IT'S GOING TO TAKE
For it to trickle down
Will IT Trickle Down?
Hey, He's on the Street
Laying In The Snow and Sleet
BEGGING FOR SOMETHING TO EAT
Looking Beat.
Hey, Passers by
They Don't Dare to Catch His Eye
CouldN't Even Tell You Who WHY
Or What's happenin 'inside
Hey, hey, how are you?!
Hi, everything is still
Poor still Handrite,
Walks in worn shoes
And he has nothing to lose.
Here, he goes on the road,
Slowly dragging legs
He pulls his heavy burden
And he has nowhere to go.
Corporations get their kush
Return everything they create
And tell us how much time it takes,
Until that time, everything will not go outside,
When will it happen?
Here, he is already on the street,
Lies in dirt and snow,
Smears something to eat
And looks beaten.
Look, passersby
Can not even look at him
I can not even describe you
What happens inside.