I was waiting for a cross-town train
in the London underground when it struck me
That I’ve been waiting since birth to find a love
that would look and sound like a movie
So I changed my plans I rented a camera and a van
and then I called you
«I need you to pretend that we are in love again»
and you agreed to
I want so badly to believe that
«there is truth, that love is real»
And I want life in every word to the extent that it’s absurd
I greased the lens and framed the shot
using a friend as my stand-in
The script it called for rain but it was clear that day
so we faked it
The marker snapped
and I yelled «quiet on the set»
and then called «action!»
And I kissed you in a style
that Clark Gable would have admired
(I thought it classic)
I want so badly to believe that
«there is truth, that love is real»
And I want life in every word to the extent that it’s absurd
I know you’re wise beyond your years,
but do you ever get the fear
That your perfect verse is just a lie
you tell yourself to help you get by?
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I was waiting for a cross-town train in the
london underground when it struck me
that I’ve been waiting since birth to find a
love that would look and sound like a movie
so I changed my plans I rented a camera and
a van and then I called you
«I need you to pretend that we are in love
again.» and you agreed too
I want so badly to believe that «there is truth,
that love is real»
and I want life in every word to the extent
that it’s absurd
I greased the lens and framed the shot using
a friend as my stand-in
the script it called for rain but it was clear
that day so we faked it
the marker snapped and I yelled «quiet on
the set» and then called «action!»
and I kissed you in a style clark gable would
have admired (i thought it classic)
I want so badly to believe that «there is truth,
that love is real»
and I want life in every word to the extent
that it’s absurd
i know you’re wise beyond your years, but
do you ever get the Feel
that your perfect verse is just a lie
you tell yourself to help you get by
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- Vspak — на измене
- Токийский гуль — Opening оригинал
- АрХангел — Оригами (feat. Белла)
- Король и Шут — Утренний рассвет
- Григорий Лепс и Ирина Аллегрова — Я тебе не верю
- Кулху Аллаху ахад — Сура 112 (Аль-Ихляс | Искренность)
- Vspak — Хочу
- Паша Изотов — Нежно
- Сура — «Аль-Ихлас» «Аль-Фалакъ» «Ан-Нас»
- Kempel- — я так хочу тебя от тра**ть
- Вячеслав Караулов — Рассказ Робинзона(ненормат.лексика)
- Vspak — Вот и финал. (sound by ytrv)
- Илмира Нәгимова — Гомер утеп бара. )_ с переводом на русский
- STGRK (Студия ГРЕК) — Песня артобрата
When it struck me
That I’ve been waiting since birth to find
A love that would look and sound
Like a movie
So I changed my plans
I rented a camera and a van
And then I called you
«I need you to pretend that we are in love again»
And you agreed to
I want so badly to believe
That there is truth, that love is real
And I want life in every word
To the extent that it’s absurd
I greased the lens and framed the shot
Using a friend
As my stand-in
The script, it called for rain
But it was clear that day
So we faked it
The marker snapped
And I yelled, «Quiet on the set!»
And then called, «Action!»
And I kissed you in a style
Clark Gable would have admired
(I thought it classic)
I want so badly to believe
That there is truth, that love is real
And I want life in every word
To the extent that it’s absurd
I know you’re wise beyond your years
But do you ever get the fear
That your perfect verse is just a lie
You tell yourself to help you get by?
I was waiting for a cross-town train in the london underground
When it struck me that i’ve been waiting since birth to find
A love that would look and sound like a movie so i changed
My plans and rented a camera and a van and then i called you
«i need you to pretend that we are in love again» and you agreed to
I want so badly to believe that «there is truth, that love is real»
And i want life in every word to the extent that it’s absurd
I greased the lens and framed the shot using a friend as my stand-in
The script it called for rain but it was clear that day so we faked it
The marker snapped and i yelled «quiet on the set»
And then called «action!»
And i kissed you in a stye that clark gable would have admired
(i thought it classic)
I want so badly to believe that «there is truth, that love is real»
And i want life in every word to the extent that it’s absurd
I know you’re wise beyond your years, but do you ever get the fear
That your perfect verse is just a lie you tell yourself to help you get by?
Я ждал через город поезда в лондонском метро
Когда меня поразило, что я ждал с рождения , чтобы найти
Любовь, которая будет выглядеть и звучать как в кино , так что я изменил
Мои планы и арендовали камеру и фургон , а затем я позвонил тебе
» Мне нужно , чтобы вы вид, что мы находимся в любви снова» , и вы согласились
Я хочу так сильно верить, что » есть правда , что любовь реальна «
И я хочу, жизнь в каждом слове в той степени, это абсурд
Я смазал объектив и оформлена выстрел с помощью друга , как мой стенд -ин
Сценарий он призвал дождя, но было ясно, что день так мы подделать его
Маркер отрезал , и я закричал: « тихо на множестве «
И тогда он назывался «действие ! «
И я поцеловал тебя в ячмень , что Кларк Гейбл бы восхищался
( я думал, что это классика)
Я хочу так сильно верить, что » есть правда , что любовь реальна «
И я хочу, жизнь в каждом слове в той степени, это абсурд
Я знаю, ты мудр не по годам , но вы когда-нибудь получить страх
Это ваш идеальный стих просто ложь вы говорите себе, чтобы помочь вам получить от ?
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November 30 2007, 22:03
A little end-of-semester wisdom from V. Woolf to keep me sane:
The wonder is that any book so composed holds together for more than a year or two, or can possibly mean to the English reader what it means for the Russian or the Chinese. But they do hold together occasionally very remarkably. And what holds them together in these rare instances of survival (I was thinking War and Peace) is something that one calls integrity, thought is has nothing to do with paying one’s bills or behaving honourably in an emergency. What one means by integrity, in the case of the novelist, is the conviction that he gives one that this is the truth. Yes, one feels, I should never have thought that this could be so; I have never known people behaving like that. But you have convinced me that so it is, so it happens. One holds every phrase, ever yscene to the light as one reads- for Nature seems, very oddly, to have provided us with an inner light by which to judge of the novelist’s integrity or disintegrity. Or perhaps it is rather that Nature, in her most irrational mood, has traced in invisible ink on the walls of the mind a premonition which these great artists confirm; a sketch which only needs to be held to the fire of genius to become visible. When one so exposes it and sees it come to life one exclaims in rapture, But this is what I have always felt and known and desired! And one boils over with excitement, and, shutting the book even with a kind of reverence as if it were something very precious, a stand-by to return to as long as one lives, one puts it back on the shelf, I said, taking War and Peace and putting it back in its place.
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February 19 2004, 01:37
Listens: plans for revenge
censored (11:00:31 PM): feel better sam, we all love you
censored (11:00:34 PM): like hella
Ishuldhateu4this (11:01:15 PM): thank u so much. you guys
have fun !
**** (1:00:55 AM): dass my girl
**** (1:00:59 AM): yer a great person
**** (1:01:06 AM): you deserve to be appreciated
**** (1:01:24 AM): night
aww i have great friends.
show tonight was fun. got to hang with stephanie. my week off has been pretty fun so far.
i thought i was getting over rich. i stopped thinking about him for a while and was pretty much numb from the whole thing. but since its been nearly two weeks it’s really starting to bother me. i now cry about it more. i know i probably sound pretty pathetic but i love the guy. i want him to be my friend again so bad it hurts so much. i finally worked up the courage to email him tonight. im afraid of what he might say when he replies. if he even replies. i dont think i can handle it. but whatever life goes on… im talking to pat from The Higher.its cheering me up. i love that band. im going to go watch almost famous for the 28394028374863th time
BUY IT!!!! www.smartpunk.com
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December 28 2004, 01:25
Listens: postal service
just when you are loving life…….
………….it bites you in the ass