Wolfgang Ambros - Zwickt's mi Лирицс транслатион то енглисх

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Pinch me

And again I take the subway from work to home
Outside it's raining, inside it stinks and I barely can stand it
The people, sitting or standing, all look so sad
I think it's due to being in the subway-
There can't be another reason!
 
In the pub I always meet a man who talks an awful lot
He is so rich, he is so good, he knows the whole world
But in fact he is a terrible person, afraid of working and always drunk
He is dirty, he stinks -
In short, he is a real pig!
 
Pinch me, I think I'm dreaming!
This can't be real, is this our home?
Pinch me, doesn't matter where!
I can't believe it, it doesn't make sense!
But pinching doesn't help me, I am confused -
Couldn't maybe someone slap my face?
Thank you, now it's clear to me:
It is true, it is true!
 
'The youth has no ideals, no appreciation of real values
Their life is too good, they don't know any hardness!'
Say those who always show the white feather, are greedy for money and corrupt
Become retired after a scandal - in short: are a real role model!
 
Pinch me, I think I'm dreaming!
This can't be real, is this our home?
Pinch me, doesn't matter where!
I can't believe it, it doesn't make sense!
But pinching doesn't help me, I am confused -
Couldn't maybe someone slap my face?
Thank you, now it's clear to me:
It is true, it is true!
 


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