Senses Fail - Dreaming a Reality
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Is this what it's like?
A dream lacking serenity?
A wordless conversation, a "you and I" without me.
Well I'll try and I won't get far,
I'll die and I won't get far
I'll try and know that everything's ok
So I guess this is where I lie
where the days are endless and the nights,
They just don't belong.
Dreaming my reality
where truth and fiction don't seem to exist
Confusion is home here,
But believe in you is what you insist on
(it's what you insist on)
Nights, don't belong, the nights, don't belong,
and the nights, they just don't belong...
***
Снится реальность
То есть вот какой он?
Сон без забывчивой безмятежности?
Разговор без слов, "ты и я", но без меня.
Что ж, я попытаюсь и немногого добьюсь,
Я умру и немногого добьюсь,
Я попытаюсь и буду знать, что все хорошо.
То есть, наверное, вот где я лежу,
Там, где дни бесконечны, а ночи,
Они просто здесь чужие...
Мне снится моя реальность,
Где, кажется, не существует ни правды, ни вымысла,
Здесь привычное состояние - путаница, замешательство,
Но ты настаиваешь, чтобы я верил в тебя
(ты на этом настаиваешь).
Ночи здесь чужие, эти ночи здесь чужие,
Эти ночи, они здесь чужие...
A dream lacking serenity?
A wordless conversation, a "you and I" without me.
Well I'll try and I won't get far,
I'll die and I won't get far
I'll try and know that everything's ok
So I guess this is where I lie
where the days are endless and the nights,
They just don't belong.
Dreaming my reality
where truth and fiction don't seem to exist
Confusion is home here,
But believe in you is what you insist on
(it's what you insist on)
Nights, don't belong, the nights, don't belong,
and the nights, they just don't belong...
***
Снится реальность
То есть вот какой он?
Сон без забывчивой безмятежности?
Разговор без слов, "ты и я", но без меня.
Что ж, я попытаюсь и немногого добьюсь,
Я умру и немногого добьюсь,
Я попытаюсь и буду знать, что все хорошо.
То есть, наверное, вот где я лежу,
Там, где дни бесконечны, а ночи,
Они просто здесь чужие...
Мне снится моя реальность,
Где, кажется, не существует ни правды, ни вымысла,
Здесь привычное состояние - путаница, замешательство,
Но ты настаиваешь, чтобы я верил в тебя
(ты на этом настаиваешь).
Ночи здесь чужие, эти ночи здесь чужие,
Эти ночи, они здесь чужие...
Is this What It's Like?
A Dream Lacking Serenity?
A Wordless Conversation, A "You and I" Without Me.
Well i'll try and i wonomet get far,
I'll Die and I Wonmet Get far
I'll Try and Know That EVERYTHINGS OK
So i guess this iso I Lie
What the days are endless and the nights,
They Just don Belong.
Dreaming My Reality
Were Truth and Fiction Donat Seem To Exist
Confusion Is Home Here,
But BelievE in You is What You Insist on
(It's What You Insist on)
Nights, Don`t Belong, The Nights, Don`t Belong,
And the Nights, They Just Donat Belong ...
***
Dreaming of reality
That is, what is he?
Sleep without forgetful serenity?
A conversation without words, "you and me", but without me.
Well, I will try and get a little,
I will die and get a little,
I will try and I will know that everything is fine.
That is, probably, that's where I am lying
Where the days are endless, and nights,
They are just strangers here ...
I dream of my reality
Where, it seems, there is neither truth nor fiction,
Here the usual state is confusion, confusion,
But you insist that I believe in you
(You insist on this).
There are strangers here, these nights are strangers here,
These nights, they are strangers here ...
A Dream Lacking Serenity?
A Wordless Conversation, A "You and I" Without Me.
Well i'll try and i wonomet get far,
I'll Die and I Wonmet Get far
I'll Try and Know That EVERYTHINGS OK
So i guess this iso I Lie
What the days are endless and the nights,
They Just don Belong.
Dreaming My Reality
Were Truth and Fiction Donat Seem To Exist
Confusion Is Home Here,
But BelievE in You is What You Insist on
(It's What You Insist on)
Nights, Don`t Belong, The Nights, Don`t Belong,
And the Nights, They Just Donat Belong ...
***
Dreaming of reality
That is, what is he?
Sleep without forgetful serenity?
A conversation without words, "you and me", but without me.
Well, I will try and get a little,
I will die and get a little,
I will try and I will know that everything is fine.
That is, probably, that's where I am lying
Where the days are endless, and nights,
They are just strangers here ...
I dream of my reality
Where, it seems, there is neither truth nor fiction,
Here the usual state is confusion, confusion,
But you insist that I believe in you
(You insist on this).
There are strangers here, these nights are strangers here,
These nights, they are strangers here ...
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