Текст песни Hurts - Rapture
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In the life of the wrong a love lingered on,Love lingered on to frustration.
And if our love is so wrong, what should we do alone?
Or am I just a picture in a photograph?
Why are we stuck in this pantomime fearing a god who died?
One who would not deny lovers?
And I don't care what they say, if what you need is your faith,
Then take a look at my face and know
That till your rapture falls to pieces
Until your rapture falls to pieces
Find in me the room to breathe,
Simple things like suffering
Life had gone this way
Life is gone this way
Still in the life of the wrong we all moved along
Another life evolved to gestation
And so we made our way with the mistake we made
But she was just a picture from a photograph
So she walked in the baby's room
Knowing what she should do leave me in
Absolute horror
She put her hand on its lip she gave it
One last kiss
And sang some tune that went
Until your rapture falls to pieces
Till your rapture falls to pieces
Find in me the room to breathe,
Simple things are suffering
And I would and I would, destroy your god
Yes I would if I could destroy your god
Because you're born again
Until you're worn again,
Until your rapture falls to pieces
Till your rapture falls to pieces
Find in me the room to breathe,
Sinful things like suffering
Till your rapture falls to pieces
Till your rapture falls to pieces
But, if this must be, then burn with me
Anything
Just don't leave
So find in me the room to breathe
Sinful things like suffering
Till your rapture falls to pieces
She swore she heard the voice of Jesus
Telling her it was wrong to keep it
And one more thing, it looked like me
Back when it breathed
Rest in peace
Перевод:
В неправедной жизни любовь закончилась горем,
И если любовь наша так неправильна, что же нам делать одним?
Или я просто лицо с фотографии?
Почему мы застыли в этой пантомиме, боясь умершего бога,
Того, что не стал бы отрицать любовь?
И мне неважно, что они говорят, если Вера – все, что тебе нужно,
Взгляни на меня и ты узнаешь…
Что пока твое благоговение не рассыпалось в прах,
Пока твой экстаз не развеялся.
Найди во мне отдушину от простых вещей вроде страдания.
Такая выдалась жизнь…
Так прошла вся жизнь…
И все же, мы продолжили жить неправедно,
Еще одна жизнь перешла в беременность.
И мы жили с совершенной ошибкой.
Но она была лишь лицом с фотографии.
И вот вошла она в детскую,
Зная, то, что она собралась сделать, наводит на меня совершеннейший ужас.
Она прикрыла его губы рукой, подарила последний поцелуй
И напела мелодию, что звучала как…
Пока твое благоговение не рассыпалось в прах,
Пока твой экстаз не развеялся.
Найди во мне отдушину от греховных вещей вроде страдания.
И я бы уничтожил твоего бога.
Да, если б мог, я бы уничтожил твоего бога.
Потому что ты снова родилась.
Пока бы ты снова не устала.
Пока твое благоговение не рассыпалось в прах,
Пока твой экстаз не развеялся.
Найди во мне отдушину от греховных вещей вроде страдания.
Пока твое благоговение не рассыпалось в прах,
Пока твой экстаз не развеялся.
Но если должно этому случиться, гори тогда со мной,
Все, что угодно…
Только не уходи.
Найди во мне… Отдушину… Простые вещи… Страдание…
Она клялась, что слышала глас Иисуса,
Сказавшего ей, что было неправильно оставить его.
И еще одно, он походил на меня.
Когда дышал еще… Мир его праху (Царствие ему небесное).
Пока благоговение не снизойдет до нас.
Перевод песни
Love lingered onLove lingered on to frustration.
And if our love is so wrong, what should we do alone?
Or am I just a picture in a photograph?
Why are we stuck in this pantomime fearing a god who died?
One who would not deny lovers?
And I don’t care,
Then take a look
That till your rapture falls to pieces
Until your rapture falls to pieces
Find me the room to breathe,
Simple things like suffering
Life had gone this way
Life is gone this way
Still along
Another life evolved to gestation
We made our way
But she was just a picture from a photograph
So she walked in the baby's room
Knowing me
Absolute horror
She gave it to her.
One last kiss
And sang some tune that went
Until your rapture falls to pieces
Till your rapture falls to pieces
Find me the room to breathe,
Simple things are suffering
I would like to destroy your god
I could destroy your god
Because you born again
Until you're worn again,
Until your rapture falls to pieces
Till your rapture falls to pieces
Find me the room to breathe,
Sinful things like suffering
Till your rapture falls to pieces
Till your rapture falls to pieces
But, if this must be, then burn with me
Anything
Just don't leave
So find the room
Sinful things like suffering
Till your rapture falls to pieces
She swore she heard the voice of jesus
Telling her it was wrong to keep it
It looked like me
Back when it breathed
Rest in peace
Transfer:
In unrighteous life, love ended in grief,
And if our love is so wrong, what do we do by ourselves?
Or am I just a face from a photo?
Why are we frozen in this pantomime, fearing a dead god,
What would not deny love?
And it doesn't matter to me what they say, if Faith is all you need,
Look at me and you will know ...
That until your reverence has fallen to dust,
While your ecstasy is not dispelled.
Find in me an outlet from simple things like suffering.
Such a life has stood out ...
So the whole life passed ...
And yet, we continued to live unjustly,
Another life has passed into pregnancy.
And we lived with a perfect mistake.
But she was only the face from the photo.
And she entered the nursery,
Knowing what she was going to do brings me to the utmost horror.
She covered his lips with her hand, gave the last kiss
And she sang a melody that sounded like ...
Until your reverence crumbled to dust
While your ecstasy is not dispelled.
Find in me an outlet from sinful things like suffering.
And I would destroy your god.
Yes, if I could, I would destroy your god.
Because you were born again.
As long as you're not tired again.
Until your reverence crumbled to dust
While your ecstasy is not dispelled.
Find in me an outlet from sinful things like suffering.
Until your reverence crumbled to dust
While your ecstasy is not dispelled.
But if it should happen, then burn with me,
Anything…
Just do not go away.
Find in me ... Retreat ... Simple things ... Suffering ...
She swore she heard the voice of Jesus
Who told her that it was wrong to leave him.
And one more thing, he was like me.
When breathing still ... Peace be upon him (God rest his soul).
Until reverence comes to us.