Текст песни The Last Shadow Puppets — Hang The Cyst

Оригинальный текст и слова песни Hang The Cyst:

Was he badly mistaken or guided
As he wondered his valley built in silence
He’d cover his face to speak as he chewed off his finger, to the bone
The haze of his coloured days
That march of content as his dignity splits to unveil
His bitter sweetness

The town would shudder and stare
At his presence with a single glare
As he makes his way through
The local square
And he says to them
‘Your a broken fence, in the yard of annoyance’
‘Your a broken fence, in the yard of annoyance’
Annoyance

Hang the cyst
Hang the cyst
Hang the cyst

The first time in pace or in math
Was at the sight of his wilting noose
And the chance will soon reduce to an angry silence
He escaped in the shock of the snap
His wonderful vanishing act
Was a spectacle but not what anyone expected
The route was planned as much as the broachpin dagger
The route was planned as much as the broachpin dagger

Catch the cyst
Catch the cyst
Catch the cyst
Catch the cyst

Повесьте негодника.

Он был через чур испорченный и одержимый,
поскольку он задавался вопросом о том, как бы ему спрятаться где-то далеко, чтобы никто не узнал.
Ему нужно было закрыть его лицо, чтобы он что-то сказал, а иначе он просто жует свой палец, доходя до крайности.
Туман его разноцветных дней…
Все эти слова — хроника раскола его достоинств, чтобы вы могли себе это представить — его сладкую долю, в то же время горькую.

Город с дрожью смотрел бы на него, как будто сияющего ярким светом, поскольку он постоянно бы оказывался на местной площади…
И говорил бы всем: «Ваш разбитый притон в одном ярде от раздражения»
«Ваш разбитый притон в одном ярде от раздражения»
Раздражения…

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Повесьте негодника!
Повесьте негодника!

Впервые, темп и арифметика так четко выражаются в его слабеющей петле.
И шансы вот-вот сократятся до злой тишины…
…Но он сбежал в шоке от хватки.
И след его простыл.
Это было целое зрелище, ведь никто не ожидал такого.
И срок планирования его маршрута был настолько короток, как его карманный нож.

Поймайте негодника!
Поймайте негодника!
Поймайте негодника!

Перевод текста песни Hang The Cyst исполнителя The Last Shadow Puppets:

Was he badly mistaken or guided
As he wondered his valley built in silence
He’d cover his face to speak as he chewed off his finger, to the bone
The haze of his coloured days
That march of content as his dignity splits to unveil
His bitter sweetness

The town would shudder and stare
At his presence with a single glare
As he makes his way through
The local square
And he says to them
‘Your a broken fence, in the yard of annoyance’
‘Your a broken fence, in the yard of annoyance’
Annoyance

Hang the cyst
Hang the cyst
Hang the cyst

The first time in pace or in math
Was at the sight of his wilting noose
And the chance will soon reduce to an angry silence
He escaped in the shock of the snap
His wonderful vanishing act
Was a spectacle but not what anyone expected
The route was planned as much as the broachpin dagger
The route was planned as much as the broachpin dagger

Catch the cyst
Catch the cyst
Catch the cyst
Catch the cyst

Hang rascal.

He was a chur spoiled and obsessed,
as he wondered how he would hide somewhere far away, that no one knows.
He had to close his face that he said something, but otherwise he just chews his finger, goes to extremes.
Fog his colorful days …
All of these words — Chronicle split its merits, so you can imagine it — its sweet share, at the same time bitter.

City trembling would look at him as if shining a bright light, as he would constantly found himself on the local area …
And he said to all: & quot; broken your stash in one yard from irritation & quot;
& Quot; broken your stash in one yard from irritation & quot;
Irritation …

Hang rascal!
Hang rascal!
Hang rascal!

For the first time, pace and arithmetic so clearly expressed in its weakening loop.
And the chances are about to fall to the evil of silence …
… But he fled in shock from the grip.
And its just a trace.
That was the whole spectacle, because no one expected this.
And its route planning period was so short his pocket knife.

Catch the rascal!
Catch the rascal!
Catch the rascal!

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