Текст песни Nickelback - горка
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Maybe a little too well
Finger on the trigger, loaded bullet
He hit the stage so full of rage
And let the whole world know it
Six feet away, they heard him say
"Oh God, don't let him pull it"
Please God, don't let him pull it
How could you put us through it?
His brother watched you do it
How could you take his life away?
(What made you think u had the right?)
How could you be so full of hate?
(To take away somebody's life)
And when I heard you let him die
And made the world all wonder why
I sat at home and on my own,
I cried alone
And scratched your name
On the side of a bullet
And in the wake of his mistake
So many lives are broken
Gone forever from a loaded bullet
And no excuse that you could use
Could pull somebody through it
And to this day so many say
"God why'd you let him do it?"
How could you let him do it?
How could you put us through it?
His brother watched him do it
How could you take his life away?
(What made you think u had the right?)
How could you be so full of hate?
(To take away somebody's life)
And when I heard you let him die
And made the world all wonder why
I sat at home and cried alone and on my own
I scratched your name
On the side of a bullet [X3]
____________________________________
Дядя Сэм* научил его стрелять,
Возможно, даже слишком хорошо.
С заряженной пушкой и пальцем на спусковом механизме,
Он вышел на сцену, исполненный ярости,
Чтобы весь мир узнал об этом.
С расстояния шести шагов они слышали, как он сказал:
«О, Господи, не позволяйте ему нажимать на курок»
Пожалуйста, не позволяйте ему стрелять.
Как ты мог подвергнуть нас такому испытанию?
Его брат видел, как ты это сделал...
Как ты мог забрать его жизнь?
(Почему ты решил, что имеешь на это право?)
Сколько же нужно ненависти?
(Чтобы забирать чужие жизни)
И когда я услышал, что ты позволил ему умереть
И оставил весь мир без объяснений,
Я сам сидел дома
И плакал в одиночестве...
...Выцарапывая твое имя
На пуле...
Как следствие его ошибки
Так много жизней было поломано,
Ушедших навечно из-за заряженной пушки...
Ты не нашёл оправдание этому,
Как и тому, зачем подверг этих людей такому испытанию...
И по сей день многие говорят
«Боже, зачем ты позволил ему сделать это?»
Как ты позволил ему сделать это?
Как ты мог подвергнуть нас такому испытанию?
Его брат видел, как ты это сделал...
Как ты мог забрать его жизнь?
(Почему ты решил, что имеешь на это право?)
Сколько же нужно ненависти?
(Чтобы забирать чужие жизни)
И когда я услышал, что ты позволил ему умереть
И оставил весь мир без объяснений,
Я сам сидел дома
И плакал в одиночестве...
Выцарапывая твое имя на пуле (х3)
*персонифицированный образ США Uncle sam taught him to shoot
Maybe a little too well
Finger on the trigger, loaded bullet
He hit the stage
The whole world know it
Six feet away
& quot; oh god, pull it & quot;
Please God
How could you put us through it?
His brother watched you do it
How could you take his life away?
(What made you think u had the right?)
How could you be so full of hate?
(To take away somebody's life)
I heard you let him die
World made wonder
I sat at home and on my own,
I cried alone
And scratched your name
On the side of a bullet
And in the wake of his mistake
So many lives are broken
Gone forever from a loaded bullet
And no excuse that you could use
Could pull somebody through it
And so this day
& quot; God why'd you do it? & quot;
How could you let him do it?
How could you put us through it?
His brother watched him do it
How could you take his life away?
(What made you think u had the right?)
How could you be so full of hate?
(To take away somebody's life)
I heard you let him die
World made wonder
I sat on my own
I scratched your name
On the side of a bullet [X3]
____________________________________
Uncle Sam * taught him to shoot,
Maybe too good.
With a loaded gun and a finger on the trigger mechanism,
He went on stage, filled with rage,
To the whole world to know about it.
From a distance of six steps, they heard him say:
“Oh God, don't let him pull the trigger.”
Please do not let him shoot.
How could you subject us to such a test?
His brother saw you do it ...
How could you take his life?
(Why did you decide that you have the right to do this?)
How much does hate need?
(To take other people's lives)
And when I heard that you let him die
And left the whole world without explanation
I myself was at home
And cried in solitude ...
... scratching your name
On the pool ...
As a result of his mistake
So many lives were broken,
Gone forever because of a loaded gun ...
You did not find an excuse for this,
As well as why he subjected these people to such a test ...
To this day, many say
"God, why did you let him do that?"
How did you let him do that?
How could you subject us to such a test?
His brother saw you do it ...
How could you take his life?
(Why did you decide that you have the right to do this?)
How much does hate need?
(To take other people's lives)
And when I heard that you let him die
And left the whole world without explanation
I myself was at home
And cried in solitude ...
Scratching your name on the bullet (x3)
* US personalized image
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