òîâà å åäíà îò íàé-êðàñèâèòå ïåñíè íà U2,êîÿòî îòäàâíà ìè å âëÿçëà ïîä êîæàòà........òóê ïðàâÿ åäèí ñêðîìåí îïèò äà ÿ ïðåâåäà,ìàêað ÷å íèêîãà íå ìîæå äà çâó÷è êàòî U2..
çåëåíà ñâåòëèíà, ñåäåì è åäèíàäåñåò,
ñïèðàø çà ïàêåò öèãàðè,
òè íå ïóøèø, è äîðè íå èñêàø äà ïóøèø
õåé,âñåìè ñè ðåñòîòî!
îáëå÷åíà êàòî êàòàñòîôà,
êîëåëàòà òè ñå âúðòÿò, íî òè íå ñè íà ñåáå ñè.
êàçâàø,÷å êîãàòî òîé òå óäðÿ,òè íÿìàø íèùî ïðîòèâ,
çàùîòî êîàãòî òå íàðàíÿâà,óñåùàø,÷å ñè æèâà.
î,íå,òàêà ëè å íàèñòèíà?
÷åðâåíà ñâåòëèíà, ñèâà óòðèí,
èçëèçàø îò äóïêà â çåìÿòà.
âàìïèð èëè æåðòâà?
çàâèñè êîé å íàîêîëî.
ïðåäè ñè ñòîåøå â êúùè è ãëåäàøå ðåêëàìèòå,
è ìîæåøå äà ïîäàâàø ðåïëèêèòå â òîëê-øîóòàòà.
êîãàòî ãëåäàø,ãëåäàø ïðåç ìåí.
àêî ãîâîðèø,íå ãîâîðèø íà ìåí.
êîãàòî òå äîêîñâàì,íå ÷óâñòâàø íèùî...
àêî ìîæåõ äà îñòàíà,íîùòà ùåøå äà òå íàïóñíå.
äà îñòàíà-è äåíÿò ùåøå äà çàïàçè äîâåðèåòî ñè.
äà îñòàíà-è íîùòà ùåøå äà å äîñòàòú÷íà.
ìíîãî äàëå÷,à òîëêîâà áëèçî,
ñúñ ñòàòèêàòà è ðàäèî âúëíèòå,
ñúñ ñàòåëèòíàòà òåëåâèçèÿ
ìîæåø äà îòèäåø íàâñÿêúäå-
Ìàÿìè,Íþ Îðëåàí,
Ëîíäîí,Áåëôàñò è Áåðëèí.
È àêî òè ñëóøàø,àç íå ìîãà äà âèêàì.
È àêî ñêî÷èø,ïðîñòî ìîæåø äà ïàäíåø.
È àêî êðåùèø,ñàìî àç ùå òå ÷óÿ.
àêî ìîæåõ äà îñòàíà,íîùòà ùåøå äà òå íàïóñíå.
äà îñòàíà-è äåíÿò ùåøå äà çàïàçè äîâåðèåòî ñè.
äà îñòàíà-ñ äåìîíèòå,êîèòî òè óäàâè,
äà îñòàíà- ñ äóõà,êîéòî íàìåðèõ,
äà îñòàíà-è íîùòà ùåøå äà å äîñòàòú÷íà.
òðè ÷àñà ñóòðèíòà.
òèõî,íÿìà íèêîé íàîêîëî
ñàìî óäàðúò è òðàêàíåòî
íà åäèí ïàäàù àíãåë
U2 - Stay (Faraway, So Close!)
Green light, Seven Eleven
You stop in for a pack of cigarettes
You don't smoke, don't even want to
Hey now, check your change
Dressed up like a car crash
Your wheels are turning but you're upside down
You say when he hits you, you don't mind
Because when he hurts you, you feel alive
Hey babe, is that what it is
Red lights, gray morning
You stumble out of a hole in the ground
A vampire or a victim
It depend's on who's around
You used to stay in to watch the adverts
You could lip synch to the talk shows
And if you look, you look through me
And when you talk, it's not to me
And when I touch you, you don't feel a thing
If I could stay...
Then the night would give you up
Stay...and the day would keep its trust
Stay...and the night would be enough
Faraway, so close
Up with the static and the radio
With satelite television
You can go anywhere
Miami, New Orleans
London, Belfast and Berlin
And if you listen I can't call
And if you jump, you just might fall
And if you shout, I'll only hear you
If I could stay...
Then the night would give you up
Stay...then the day would keep its trust
Stay...with the demons you drowned
Stay...with the spirit I found
Stay...and the night would be enough
Three o'clock in the morning
It's quiet and there's no one around
Just the bang and the clatter
As an angel runs to ground
Just the bang
And the clatter
As an angel
Hits the ground