Churchbells, ghosts English / Английский язык

Strange things happen in the city Strange things happen in the street Here I am, here I am out here walking Walking in wilderness so deep And every passing car I hear her calling In every one she speeds away Hey, Lord, help me now because I'm leaning And I don't want to fall away All my life I've held this hammer Hammered boulders into stones Now I choke on tears of anger And I am quickly growing cold Lord, I wish that you could see me I stagger now a wounded Atlas Nothing else but blood and bones Lord, help me now because I'm drowning My boat don't know the way to shore Now I find myself in Kansas Here I am, here I am, an aging hustler Born without a mother, born without a soul I ask somebody for a quarter There was someone for me to phone Lord, don't you hear me? I am calling Lord, help me now, don't let me fall I find myself in Charlotte, find myself in Jacksonville Here I am, I'm disappearing There's nothing left for me to kill In every train that's running by me I hear her singing in the wind Lord, help me now, I'm going over Lord, help me now, I'm going down Hey Mm-mm-mhm Ooh-mhm-mhm Hey Oh-oh-oh, ah-ah-ahh Lord, don't you hear me cryin'? Don't you hear me sayin' goodbye? Mhm-mhm Mm-mhm-mm