Текст песни 7. Green Day - The Forgotten - - после поцелуя.

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Where in the world's the forgotten?
They're lost inside your memory.
You're dragging on, your heart's been broken
As we all go down in history.

Where in the world did the time go?
It's where your spirit seems to roam,
Like losing faith to our abandon,
Or an empty hallway from a broken home.

Well, don't look away from the arms of a bad dream,
Don't look away,
Sometimes you're better lost than to be seen.

I don't feel strange, it's more like haunted.
Another moment trapped in time,
I can't quite put my finger on it,
But it's like a child that was left behind.

So where in the world's the forgotten?
Like soldiers from a long lost war,
We share the scars from our abandon
And what we remember becomes folk lore.

Well, don't look away from the arms of a bad dream,
Don't look away,
Sometimes you're better lost than to be seen.

Don't look away from the arms of a moment.
Don't look away from the arms of tomorrow.
Don't look away from the arms of a moment.
Don't look away from the arms of love.

Well, don't look away from the arms of a bad dream,
Don't look away,
Sometimes you're better lost than to be seen.

Don't look away from the arms of a moment.
Don't look away from the arms of tomorrow.
Don't look away from the arms of a moment.
Don't look away from the arms of love.
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Забытый

Где в мире доживает свой век забытый?
Все они терялись в памяти вашей.
Вы влачите своё существование с разбитыми сердцами и дальше,
И все мы постепенно уходим в историю.

В какое место в мире утекает время?
Туда, где дух ваш бродит,
Теряя веру в необузданность свою;
Или в пустые коридоры разрушенного дома.

Что ж, не отвергайте орудий кошмаров,
Не отворачивайтесь,
Порою лучше быть потерянными, чем замеченными.

Я чувствую себя загнанным, и это вовсе не кажется странным.
Время поглотило ещё одно мгновенье.
Я не могу даже вникать в это,
Я, словно бы дитя, отставшее от взрослых.

Где в мире доживает свой век забытый?
Мы, как солдаты, возвращающиеся с затяжной войны,
Несём шрамы от собственной несдержанности,
А воспоминания наши переходят в уста народа.

Что ж, не отвергайте орудий кошмаров,
Не отворачивайтесь,
Порою лучше быть потерянными, чем замеченными.

Не отвергайте орудий мгновения.
Не отвергайте орудий грядущего.
Не отвергайте орудий мгновения.
Не отвергайте орудий любви.

Что ж, не отвергайте орудий кошмаров,
Не отворачивайтесь,
Порою лучше быть потерянными, чем замеченными.

Не отвергайте орудий мгновения.
Не отвергайте орудий грядущего.
Не отвергайте орудий мгновения.
Не отвергайте орудий любви. Where in the world's the forgotten?
They're lost inside your memory.
You're dragging on, your heart's been broken
As we all go down in history.

Where in the world did the time go?
It's where your spirit seems to roam,
Like losing faith to our abandon,
Or an empty hallway from a broken home.

Well, don't look away from the arms of a bad dream,
Don't look away,
Sometimes you're better lost than to be seen.

I don't feel strange, it's more like haunted.
Another moment trapped in time,
I can't quite put my finger on it,
But it's like a child that was left behind.

So where in the world's the forgotten?
Like soldiers from a long lost war,
We share the scars from our abandon
And what we remember becomes folk lore.

Well, don't look away from the arms of a bad dream,
Don't look away,
Sometimes you're better lost than to be seen.

Don't look away from the arms of a moment.
Don't look away from the arms of tomorrow.
Don't look away from the arms of a moment.
Don't look away from the arms of love.

Well, don't look away from the arms of a bad dream,
Don't look away,
Sometimes you're better lost than to be seen.

Don't look away from the arms of a moment.
Don't look away from the arms of tomorrow.
Don't look away from the arms of a moment.
Don't look away from the arms of love.
_____________________________________

forgotten

Where in the world attains the age forgot ?
All of them were lost in your memory .
So you live your life with broken hearts and more ,
And we all gradually fade into history .

In what place in the world falls away time?
To where your spirit wanders
Losing faith in its wildness ;
Or in the empty corridors of the destroyed house .

Well , do not reject guns nightmares
Do not turn away ,
Sometimes better to be lost than seen.

I feel tired out , and it does not seem strange.
Time engulfed another moment.
I can not even go into it ,
I like the child would lag behind adults.

Where in the world attains the age forgot ?
We, as soldiers returning from a protracted war ,
Bear the scars of his own impetuosity ,
And our memories pass into the mouth of the people.

Well , do not reject guns nightmares
Do not turn away ,
Sometimes better to be lost than seen.

Do not reject guns moments .
Do not reject guns coming .
Do not reject guns moments .
Do not reject the love of guns .

Well , do not reject guns nightmares
Do not turn away ,
Sometimes better to be lost than seen.

Do not reject guns moments .
Do not reject guns coming .
Do not reject guns moments .
Do not reject the love of guns .