Chumbawamba - When I'm Bad - translation of the lyrics into Russian
Chumbawamba When I'm Bad

Chumbawamba - When I'm Bad

Lyrics and translation Chumbawamba - When I'm Bad




They try in vain our minds to chain
Они тщетно пытаются сковать наши умы цепями.
They try in vain our minds to chain
Они тщетно пытаются сковать наши умы цепями.
I'm up in the stars
Я высоко среди звезд.
Looking down at the gutter
Смотрю на сточную канаву.
When I'm good I'm very good
Когда я хорош, я очень хорош.
But when I'm bad I'm better
Но когда мне плохо, я становлюсь лучше.
Oh barman, fill this glass again
О, бармен, наполни этот бокал еще раз.
And keep on pouring 'til death says when
И продолжай лить, пока смерть не скажет, когда ...
Oh barman, fill it to the top
О, бармен, наполни его до краев
And we'll be drinking 'til the singing has to stop
И мы будем пить, пока пение не прекратится.
They try in vain our minds to chain
Они тщетно пытаются сковать наши умы цепями.
They try in vain our minds to chain
Они тщетно пытаются сковать наши умы цепями.
A B C D E F G
A B C D E F G
The only notes that matter
Единственные ноты, которые имеют значение.
When I'm good I'm very good
Когда я хорош, я очень хорош.
But when I'm bad I'm better
Но когда мне плохо, я становлюсь лучше.
Oh barman, fill this glass again
О, бармен, наполни этот бокал еще раз.
And keep on pouring 'til death says when
И продолжай лить, пока смерть не скажет, когда ...
Oh barman, fill it to the top
О, бармен, наполни его до краев
And we'll be drinking 'til the singing has to stop
И мы будем пить, пока пение не прекратится.
They try in vain our minds to chain
Они тщетно пытаются сковать наши умы цепями.
They try in vain our minds to chain
Они тщетно пытаются сковать наши умы цепями.
They try in vain our minds to chain
Они тщетно пытаются сковать наши умы цепями.
Me and all my friends are comming 'round to your house
Я и все мои друзья едем к тебе домой.
And were not going to go until we get thrown out
И не собирались уходить, пока нас не вышвырнут.
Me and all my friends are comming 'round to your house
Я и все мои друзья едем к тебе домой.
And were not going to go until we get thrown out
И не собирались уходить, пока нас не вышвырнут.
Me and all my friends are comming 'round to your house
Я и все мои друзья едем к тебе домой.
And were not going to go until we get thrown out
И не собирались уходить, пока нас не вышвырнут.
Me and all my friends are comming 'round to your house
Я и все мои друзья едем к тебе домой.
And were not going to go until we get thrown out
И не собирались уходить, пока нас не вышвырнут.
Oh barman, fill this glass again
О, бармен, наполни этот бокал еще раз.
They try in vain our minds to chain
Они тщетно пытаются сковать наши умы цепями.
Oh barman, fill this glass again
О, бармен, наполни этот бокал еще раз.
They try in vain our minds to chain
Они тщетно пытаются сковать наши умы цепями.
Oh barman, fill this glass again
О, бармен, наполни этот бокал еще раз.
They try in vain our minds to chain
Они тщетно пытаются сковать наши умы цепями.




Writer(s): Darren Hamer, Nigel Hunter, Alice Nutter, Louise Watts, Allan Whalley, Judith Abbott, Duncan Bruce, Neil Ferguson
Chumbawamba - Readymades
Album
Readymades
date of release
01-01-2002

1 Salt Fare, North Sea
2 Jacob's Ladder
3 All In Vain
4 Home With Me
5 If It Is to Be, It Is Up to Me
6 Don't Try This At Home
7 Song for Len Shackleton
8 Without Reason or Rhyme (The Killing of Harry Stanley)
9 Don't Pass Go
10 One Way or the Other
11 When I'm Bad
12 Sewing Up Crap
13 After Shelly
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