2014/01/08 20:31:52
Здесь Tom Waits поёт It's More Than Rain.
Эту песню взяли в свой репертуар Биллиз Бэнд и, видимо, текст снимали со слуха, - вопрос, с чьего.
Bad dream у них превратился в bedroom; I am sober в I am so good. Если бы и в жизни все было так просто.
Но этим все не кончилось; пока я искала текст в сети, я обнаружила, что сайты по переводу текстов уже наделали переводов именно с версии Биллиз Бэнд.
Хотя правильный текст найти было не так уж сложно, - если придавать этому значение, конечно.



It's more than rain, that falls on our parade tonight
It's more than thunder, it's more than thunder
And it's more than a bad dream, now that I'm sober
Nothing but sad times, nothing but sad times
None of our pockets, are lined with gold
Nobody's caught the boquet
There are no dead presidents* we can fold
Nothing is going our way
And it's more than trouble, I've got myself into
It's more than woe-begotten grey skies now

And it's more than a bad dream, now that I'm sober
There's no more dancing, there's no more dancing
And it's more than trouble, I've got myself into
Nothing but sad times, nothing but sad times
None of our pockets, are lined with gold
Nobody's caught the boquet
There are no dead presidents we can fold
Nothing is going our way
And it's more than goodbye, I have to say to you
It's more than woe-begotten grey skies now
And it's more than goodbye, I have to say to you
It's more than woe-begotten grey skies now
And it's more than woe-begotten grey skies now

*dead president - долларовая банкнота
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