Текст песни Blur - Fools Day
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Called out by the sun
On the first day of April
Out of bed
Lord, it was a plane crash
But I’m sure that I was dreaming
TV on,
Of course caffeine and signs
Of submission again
Another day
On this little island
Just a bell hangs on
Porridge done
I take my kid to school
It was the pound shop, Woolworth’s
Under bridge
Where the subway sees the daytime
And the West Way flies by
Then on my bike
Down the Ladbroke Grove
To the forthcoming dramas
The studio
And a love of all sweet music
We just can’t let go
Let go… let go.. let go… let go.. llet go
So meditate
On what we’ve all become
On a cold day in springtime
Civil War
Is what we all were born into
Raise your left hand, right, sing
Don’t capitulate
To the forces of the market place
They’re long departed
Consolidate
The love we’ve had together
On a cold day in springtime
Сразу проснись
Разбуженный солнцем
В первый день апреля
Вон из постели
Господи, это было крушение самолета
А я уверен, что я видел сны
Телевизор включен
Взрыв кофеина, наука
Покорности снова
Еще один день
На этом маленьком острове
Только колокольчик удачи ожидает*
Овсянка приготовлена
Я отправил моего ребенка в школу
Прохожу мимо магазина «все по фунту стерлингов», Вулворт**
Под мостом
Где тоннель виден днем
И торжественно прохожу Вест Вэй
Затем на моем велосипеде
По Ладбрук Гроув***
К приближающимся эффектам
Вот и студия
И любовь ко всей мелодичной музыке
Мы просто не можем отпустить...
Так задумайся
Над тем, кем мы стали
В холодный день весны
Гражданская война**** -
Это то, где мы все были рождены
Подними свою левую руку, правую, пой
Не сдавайся
Силам рыночной площади
Они отступают
Укрепи любовь
Которая есть у всех нас
В холодный день весны Wake up straight
Called out by the sun
On the first day of April
Out of bed
Lord, it was a plane crash
But I'm sure that I was dreaming
TV on,
Of course caffeine and signs
Of submission again
Another day
On this little island
Just a bell hangs on
Porridge done
I take my kid to school
It was the pound shop, Woolworth's
Under bridge
Where the subway sees the daytime
And the West Way flies by
Then on my bike
Down the Ladbroke Grove
To the forthcoming dramas
The studio
And a love of all sweet music
We just can not let go
Let go ... let go .. let go ... let go .. llet go
So meditate
On what we've all become
On a cold day in springtime
Civil War
Is what we all were born into
Raise your left hand, right, sing
Do not capitulate
To the forces of the market place
They're long departed
Consolidate
The love we've had together
On a cold day in springtime
Immediately wake
Awakened by the sun
On the first day of April,
Get out of bed
God, it was a plane crash
And I'm sure I've seen dreams
TV included
The explosion of caffeine, science
Obedience again
One day
On this small island
Only the bell luck waits *
Oatmeal prepared
I sent my child to school
Walk past the shop "all in pound sterling," Woolworth **
Under the bridge
Where the tunnel is visible during the day
And solemnly pass West Wei
Then, on my bike
By Ladbruk Grove ***
By approaching the effects of
That studio
And love to all melodic music
We just can not let go ...
So conceived
Over who we are
On a cold spring day
Civil War **** -
This is where we were born
Lift your left hand, right, sing
Do not give up
The forces of the market square
They are retreating
Strengthen love
Which we all have
On a cold spring day
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