Текст (слова) песни: John Mcdermott - Fairwell to Pripchat

It was a friday in april 1986,

The day that nightmare begun,

When the dust it fell down on our buildings and streets,

And entered our buildings at noon,

Touched the grass and trees, bicycyles, cars

Beds, books and picture frames too,

We stood around helpless, confused,

Nobody knew what to do.

At two oclock on sunday the buses arrived,

A fleet of a thousand or more,

We were ordered to be on our way,

Not knowing what lay in store ,

Some of our citizens fled in dismay,

And looked for a good place to hide,

When four oclock came and the last bus pulled out,

Twas the day that our lively town died.

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And the shirts, sheets and hankerchiefs cracks in the wind,

On the window ledge the withering plants,

And the ladas and volgas are parked by the door,

And the bikes in its usual stance.

Our evergreen tree lies withered and drooped,

Theyve poisoned our fertile land,

The streets speak a deafening silence,

Nothing stirs but the sand.

A visit back home is so eerie today,

A modern pompei in view,

To see all the old shops ond the forest hotel,

And the promyet cinema too.

The momentos we gathered all left behind,

Our photos and letters and cards,

The toys of our children untouchable now,

Toy soldiers left standing on guard.

So fare thee well pripchat, my home and my soul,

Your sorrow can know no relief.

A terrifying glimpse of the future you show,

Your children all scattered like geese,

The clothes lines still sways but the owners long gone.

As the nomadic era returns,

The questions in black and white blurred into grey,

The answer is too easy to learn.

(chorus)

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Меню » Главная » Музыка » Правила » В избранное	Музыка RU: 0-9 А Б В Г Д Е Ж З И К Л М Н О П Р С Т У Ф Х Ц Ч Ш Щ Э Ю Я EN: A B C D E F G H I J K L M N O P Q R S T U V W X Y Z Текст (слова) песни: John Mcdermott - Fairwell to Pripchat It was a friday in april 1986, The day that nightmare begun, When the dust it fell down on our buildings and streets, And entered our buildings at noon, Touched the grass and trees, bicycyles, cars Beds, books and picture frames too, We stood around helpless, confused, Nobody knew what to do. At two oclock on sunday the buses arrived, A fleet of a thousand or more, We were ordered to be on our way, Not knowing what lay in store , Some of our citizens fled in dismay, And looked for a good place to hide, When four oclock came and the last bus pulled out, Twas the day that our lively town died. (chorus) And the shirts, sheets and hankerchiefs cracks in the wind, On the window ledge the withering plants, And the ladas and volgas are parked by the door, And the bikes in its usual stance. Our evergreen tree lies withered and drooped, Theyve poisoned our fertile land, The streets speak a deafening silence, Nothing stirs but the sand. A visit back home is so eerie today, A modern pompei in view, To see all the old shops ond the forest hotel, And the promyet cinema too. The momentos we gathered all left behind, Our photos and letters and cards, The toys of our children untouchable now, Toy soldiers left standing on guard. So fare thee well pripchat, my home and my soul, Your sorrow can know no relief. A terrifying glimpse of the future you show, Your children all scattered like geese, The clothes lines still sways but the owners long gone. As the nomadic era returns, The questions in black and white blurred into grey, The answer is too easy to learn. (chorus) (chorus) Нравится песня? Расскажи о ней друзьям: Прямая ссылка на текст песни Fairwell to Pripchat: http://musworld.ru/music/eng/109/1/18257.html Все тексты песен: John Mcdermott » John Mcdermott - Voyage » John Mcdermott - Kathleen » John Mcdermott - Gesu Bambino » John Mcdermott - Christmas Memories » John Mcdermott - The Secret of Christmas » John Mcdermott - Old Tin Star » John Mcdermott - One Last Cold Kiss » John Mcdermott - Winter Clothes » John Mcdermott - What Child is This » John Mcdermott - Amazing Grace » John Mcdermott - Danny Boy (A Cappella) » John Mcdermott - Scotland For Ever (Scotland the Brave) » John Mcdermott - Mary of Argyle » John Mcdermott - Ye Banks and Braes of Bonnie Doon » John Mcdermott - And The Band Played Waltzing Matilda » John Mcdermott - The Minstrel Boy » John Mcdermott - The Rose of Tralee » John Mcdermott - One Small Star » John Mcdermott - Flow Gently Sweet Afton » John Mcdermott - The Old House Рекомендуем скачать: » Устинов Юрий - Неужели, Мария, только рамы скрипят » Умка и Броневичок - Умер великий Пан » Устинов Юрий - Улетали летчики » Умка и Броневичок - Индейское лето » Устинов Юрий - Вот обученье лету » Устинов Юрий - Что ты видишь из окна? » Урфин Джюс - Физиология звукозаписи » Умка и Броневичок - Трепеща и одиноко » Урфин Джюс - Неподвижен » Умка и Броневичок - Головы с плеч » Урфин Джюс - Homo superior » Устинов Юрий - Это память о зимнем садике » Устинов Юрий - О том, как исчезли паруса » Утесов Леонид - Гоп-со-смыком » Устинов Юрий - Качели озера » Унесенные Ветром - Какао » Ундервуд - Понты-понты » Урфин Джюс - Неподвижен » Умка и Броневичок - О Китай » Умка и Броневичок - Безумное дитя
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