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Òåêñòû ïåñåí U2, ñëîâà ïåñåí áåñïëàòíî (÷àñòü 15)

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Stay

Green light, seven eleven
You stop in for a pack of cigarettes
You don’t smoke, don’t even want to
I see you check your change
Dressed up like a car crash
The wheels are turning byt you’re upside down
You say when he hits you, you don’t mind
Because when he hurts you, you feel alive
Is that what it is?

Red lights, grey morning
You stumble out of a hole in the ground
A vampire or a victim
It depend’s on who’s around
You used to stay in to watch the adverts
You could lip synch to the talk shows

And if you look, you look through me
And if you talk it’s not to me
And when I touch you, you don’t feel a thing

If I could stay... then the night would give you up
Stay, and the day would keep it’s trust
Stay, and the night would be enough

Faraway, so close
Up with the static and the radio
With satelite television
You can go anywhere
Miami, new orleans, london, belfast and berlin

And if you listen I can’t call
And if you jump, you just might fall
And if you shout I’ll only hear you

If I could stay... then the night would give you up
Stay then the day would keep it’s trust
Stay with the demons you drowned
Stay with the spirit I found
Stay and the night would be enough

Three o’clock in the morning
It’s quiet and there’s no one around
Just the bang and the clatter
As an angel runs to ground
Just the bang and the clatter
As an angel hits the ground

 

Stories for Boys

There's a place I go
And I am far away
There's a TV show
And I can grow

Sometimes the hero takes me
Sometimes I don't let go
Hello hello

There's a picture book
With colored photographs
There's a comic strip
That makes me laugh

Sometimes the lady takes me
Sometimes I don't let go
Hello hello

Stories for boys...stories for boys
Stories for boys...stories for boys
Stories for boys...

There's a place I go
And it's a part of me
There's a radio
And I will crawl

Sometimes the hero takes me
Sometimes I can't let go
Hello hello

Stories for boys...

 

Stranger in a Strange Land

Stranger
Stranger in a strange land
He looked at me like I
Was the one who should run
We asked him to smile for a photograph
Waited a while to see if we could
Make him laugh

A soldier asked for a cigarette
His smiling face I can't forget
He looked like you across the street
But that's a long way here

And I wish you were here
And I wish you were here

Stranger
A stranger in a strange land
He look at me like I
Was the one who should run
I watched as he watched us
Get back on the bus
I watched the way it was
The way it was when he was with us

And I really don't mind
Sleeping on the floor
But I couldn't sleep after what I saw
I wrote this letter to tell you
The way I feel

I wish you were here
I wish you were here
To see what I could see
To hear
And I wish you were here

 

Street Mission

I don’t know
Man, I just got here
You got me thinking
I’m about to leave

Some say maybe tomorrow
New direction, hello
What I know know know
What I know know know

I walk tall
I walk in the wild wind
I love to stare
I love to watch myself grow

Someday, maybe tomorrow
New direction, hello
Well I know know know
Well I know know know

Street mission
Street mission
Street mission
Street mission

And I’m promising nothing
I’m just living a smile
I casually arrange it
I know...well I know know know

Street mission
Street mission
Street mission
Street mission

I walk tall
I walk in the wild wind
I live an image
Of plastic and gold

Some say maybe tomorrow
A resurrection, hello
Well I know know know
Well I know know know
Well I know know know
Well I know know know

Oh...

Oh...

Oh...i need something
I need someone
I need you

Oh...i’ve got something
I’ve got someone
I’ve got you

Street mission
Street mission
Street mission
Good night

 

Stuck In A Moment

I'm not afraid
Of anything in this world
There's nothing you can throw at me
That I haven't already heard

I'm just trying to find
A decent melody
A song that I can sing
In my own company

I never thought you were a fool
But darling look at you
You gotta stand up straight
Carry your own weight
These tears are going nowhere baby

You've got to get yourself together
You've got stuck in a moment
And now you can't get out of it

Don't say that later will be better
Now you're stuck in a moment
And you can't get out of it

I will not forsake
The colors that you bring
The nights you filled with fireworks
They left you with nothing

I am still enchanted
By the light you brought to me
I listen through your ears
Through your eyes I can see

And you are such a fool
To worry like you do
I know it's tough
And you can never get enough
Of what you don't really need now
My, oh my

You've got to get yourself together
You've got stuck in a moment
And you can't get out of it

Oh love, look at you now
You've got yourself stuck in a moment
And you can't get out of it

I was unconscious, half asleep
The water is warm 'til you discover how deep

I wasn't jumping, for me it was a fall
It's a long way down to nothing at all

You've got to get yourself together
You've got stuck in a moment
And you can't get out of it

Don't say that later will be better
Now you're stuck in a moment
And you can't get out of it

And if the night runs over
And if the day won't last
And if our way should falter
Along the stony pass

And if the night runs over
And if the day won't last
And if your way should falter
Along this stony pass

It's just a moment
This time will pass

 

Summer Rain

When you stop seeing beauty, you start growing old
The lines on your face are a map to your soul
When you stop taking chances, you'll stay where you sit
You won't live any longer, but it'll feel like it
I lost myself in the summer rain - I lost myself
I lost myself in the summer rain
In the summer rain

Tequila and orange - Jamaica and rum
At the Morella - honey on my tongue
In a small boat on a generous sea
Let me be your enemy
Tiny hand with a grip on the world
Holding our breath now - diving for pearls

I lost myself in the summer rain - I lost myself
I lost myself in the summer rain

Just as you find me, always I will be
A little bit too free with myself
Just as you find me, always I will be
A little bit too free with myself

I lost myself in the summer rain - I lost myself
Now there's no-one else in the summer rain
Raining down - it's raining down - rain
Raining now - raining now

Just as you find me [etc repeated]

It's not why you're running - it's where you're going
It's not what you're dreaming, but what you're gonna do
It's not where you're born - it's where you belong
It's not how weak, but what will make you strong

 

Sunday Bloody Sunday

Yes...

I can't believe the news today
Oh, I can't close my eyes
And make it go away
How long...
How long must we sing this song?
How long? How long...
'cause tonight...we can be as one
Tonight...

Broken bottles under children's feet
Bodies strewn across the dead end street
But I won't heed the battle call
It puts my back up
Puts my back up against the wall

Sunday, Bloody Sunday
Sunday, Bloody Sunday
Sunday, Bloody Sunday

And the battle's just begun
There's many lost, but tell me who has won
The trench is dug within our hearts
And mothers, children, brothers, sisters
Torn apart

Sunday, Bloody Sunday
Sunday, Bloody Sunday

How long...
How long must we sing this song?
How long? How long...
'cause tonight...we can be as one
Tonight...tonight...

Sunday, Bloody Sunday
Sunday, Bloody Sunday

Wipe the tears from your eyes
Wipe your tears away
Oh, wipe your tears away
Oh, wipe your tears away
(Sunday, Bloody Sunday)
Oh, wipe your blood shot eyes
(Sunday, Bloody Sunday)

Sunday, Bloody Sunday (Sunday, Bloody Sunday)
Sunday, Bloody Sunday (Sunday, Bloody Sunday)

And it's true we are immune
When fact is fiction and TV reality
And today the millions cry
We eat and drink while tomorrow they die

(Sunday, Bloody Sunday)

The real battle just begun
To claim the victory Jesus won
On...

Sunday Bloody Sunday
Sunday Bloody Sunday...

 

Surrender

The city's alight
With lovers and lies
Bright blue eyes.
The city is bright

Brighter than day tonight

Surrender
Surrender

Surrender
Surrender.

Sadie said she couldn't
Work out what it was all about.
An dso she let go

Now Sadie's on the street
And the people she meets you know.
She tried to be a good girl
And a good wife.
Raise a good family

Lead a good life.
It's not good enough
She got herself up on the 48th floor
Got to find out
find out
What she's living for.
Surrender
surrender

Surrender
surrender.

The city's afire

A passionate flame
That knows me by name.
The city's desire
To take me for more and more.
It's in the street getting under my feet

It's in the air it's everywhere I look for you

It's in the things I do and say.
If I want to live
I've got to die to myself
someday.

Papa sing my song

Papa sing my song

Papa sing my song.

 

Sweet Baby Jane

And I’ll coming to say goodbye
Took inside and maids by buck-bye
More than dreams and the bottom come
When she would come back, right and well

And if you catch me I’ll take your time
Ride on home in monday’s own
Of this coldness in my heart
And this whole world riding home

Sweet baby jane, sweet baby jane
Sweet baby jane, sweet baby jane

And if you call, I’ll come running
And if you ask, I will be given
And if you need me, I will be there
When you rush when the feeling’s gone
I’ll give you hope, I’ll give you hate
By the burden’s own, by the sun but it burns on

 

Sweetest Thing

My love she throws me like a rubber ball
Oh oh oh, the sweetest thing
She won't catch me or break my fall
Oh oh oh, the sweetest thing
Baby's got blue skies up ahead
But in this I'm a rain cloud
You know she likes a dry kind of love
Oh oh oh, the sweetest thing
I'm losing you
Hey hey hey, I'm losing you yeah
Ain't love the sweetest thing
I wanted to run but she made me crawl
Oh oh oh, the sweetest thing
Eternal fire, she turned me to straw
Oh oh, the sweetest thing
You know I got black eyes
But they burn so brightly for her
Mine is a blind kind of love
Oh oh oh, the sweetest thing
I'm losing you
Oh oh oh, I'm losing you yeah
Ain't love the sweetest thing
Oh oh oh, the sweetest thing
Oh oh, yeah
Blue-eyed boy and this brown-eyed girl
Oh oh oh, the sweetest thing
You can sew it up but you still see the tear
Oh oh oh, the sweetest thing
Baby's got blue skies up ahead
And in this I'm a rain cloud
You know we got a stormy kind of love
Oh oh oh, the sweetest thing
Oh oh, the sweetest thing
Oh oh oh, the sweetest thing

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