Desperate Ones — текст песни (Nina Simone)

Jacques brel, jouannest, eric blau, mort shuman



They hold each others hands

They walk without a sound

Down forgotten streets

Their shadows kiss the ground

Their footsteps

Sing a song

Tats ended before its begun

They walk without a sound

The desperate ones



Just like the tiptoe moth

That dance before the flame

They burn their hearts so much

That death is just a name

And if love calls again

So foolishly they run, they run, they run

They run, they run, they run, they run

They run without a sound

The desperate ones



I know the road teyre on

Ive walked their crooked mile

A hundred times or more

I drank their cup of bile

They watch their dreams go down

Be hind the settin sun

Yeh, yeh, yeh, they walk without a sound

The desperate ones



Le he who threw the stone at them

Stand up and take a bow

He knows the verb "to love"

Beu hell never, never, never know how

On the bridge of nevermore

They disappear one by one

Disappear without a sound

The desperate ones



And underneath the bridge

The waters sweet and deep

This is their journeys end

The land of endless sleep

They cry to us for help

We think its all in fun,

They cry, they cry, they cry, they cry

Without a sound

They disappear without a sound

They walk without a sound without a sound

Disappear without a sound

Cry without a sound

Yai, yaj, yaj, yaj, yaj, yaj, yaj

The desperate ones