Перевод песни Waterhole (Expresso Bongo) | Группа marillion | Альбом Misplaced childhood

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When the taxis gather in mock solemnity Funeral hearses court the death of virginity Was it paradise lost or paradise found? Did we gain respect or were we holding ground? You had found true love, or so you believed And the wideboys tattooed your hearts upon their sleeves

Когда такси подъезжают с мнимой торжественностью, Похоронными катафалками, свидетельствуя смерть невинности, Это потерянный рай или рай обретенный? Мы подняли свой статус или отстояли своё право? Ты нашла настоящую любовь, или только кажется тебе, А крутые парни не скрывают своих побед.

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So when you think it's time to go, when you think it's time to go Don't be surprised, the heroes never show

И когда решишь что пора уходить, когда решишь пора уходить, Не удивляйся, героев рядом не будет.

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And the patter merchants selling false impressions Tipping eyes at the waitress with American expressions Tie angels to the bar with sweet martini's and their charms They're lying on every word and every arm They're turning down their noses to the best lines And the cheap wines

Болтуны-торговцы продают фальшивые впечатления, Косят взгляды на официанток, кидая американские словечки, Привяжут ангелов к стойке бара сладким мартини и чарами, Они лгут каждым словом и каждым движением, Крутят носами на кем-то брошенную фразу И на дешевое вино.

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And the wideboys They wear their lovebites for their crimes

А крутые парни Укусы любви выставляют напоказ.

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So when you think it's time to go, when you think it's time to go Don't be surprised, the heroes never show

И когда решишь что пора уходить, когда решишь пора уходить, Не удивляйся, героев рядом не будет.

Marillion

Misplaced childhood

Waterhole (Expresso Bongo) English / Английский язык

When the taxis gather in mock solemnity Funeral hearses court the death of virginity Was it paradise lost or paradise found? Did we gain respect or were we holding ground? You had found true love, or so you believed And the wideboys tattooed your hearts upon their sleeves

So when you think it's time to go, when you think it's time to go Don't be surprised, the heroes never show

And the patter merchants selling false impressions Tipping eyes at the waitress with American expressions Tie angels to the bar with sweet martini's and their charms They're lying on every word and every arm They're turning down their noses to the best lines And the cheap wines

And the wideboys They wear their lovebites for their crimes

So when you think it's time to go, when you think it's time to go Don't be surprised, the heroes never show