'Cause you're beautiful (Like no other) 'Cause you're beautiful (maybe tonight, they'll see you tonight)
Beautiful .... beautiful
And it's no good waiting by the window It's no good waiting for the sun Please believe me, the things you dream of They don't fall in the laps of no-one
And it's no good . . . Waiting, waiting And it's no good . . . Waiting
You've got to go to the city
Always the same Always the same dreams yeah yeah Always the same (yes you're movin' up)
Well you've got to think of something 'Cause your job pays you nothing But you've got the things God gave you So the music may yet be your saviour
Got to be a way, some way Got to be some way to make your way to the light (All the girls say) Got to be some way, today, today, maybe tonight, maybe tonight
And it's always the same . . . Always the same dreams yeah yeah Always the same (yes you're movin' up)
You're beautiful, you are, and you know it You're wasted here, you're a star In this small town of hand-me-downs who don't even know it
Sometimes it brings you down Sometimes it eats you up Sometimes you think that your head's going to blow It doesn't get better . . .
Don't you know, you've got to go to the city You've got to reach the other side of the glass I think you'll make it in the city baby I think you know that you are more than just Some fucked up piece of ass
Got to be a way, some way Got to be some way to make your way to the light (All the boys say) Got to be some way, today, today, maybe tonight, They'll see you tonight
And it's always the same A lways the same Always the same dreams yeah yeah Always the same (yes you're movin' up)
Cause you're beautiful (like no other) Cause you're beautiful (take me, make me) Cause you're beautiful (maybe tonight, they'll see you tonight)
Beautiful .... beautiful
And it's no good waiting by the window It's no good waiting for the sun Please believe me, the things you dream of They don't fall in the laps of no-one
And it's no good . . . Waiting, waiting And it's no good . . . Waiting
You've got to go to the city You've got to go to the city, They're going to find you there
'Cause you're beautiful 'Cause you're beautiful
Sometimes it brings you down Sometimes it eats you up Sometimes you think that your head's going to blow and It doesn't get better . . .
Don't you know, you've got to go to the city You've got to reach the other side of the glass I think you'll make it in the city baby I think you know that you are more than just Some fucked up piece of ass
More than just ...
Sid you've got to think of something 'Cause your job pays you nothing But you've got the things God gave you So the music may yet be your saviour
Do you want a saviour, saviour Say that you do, You know you're wasted here, wasted here And there ain't no miracles happening any time soon ...
Безупречная (Иди в город) (Перевод Куси-Муси, derkommissar@mail.ru) Ведь ты так красива (Как никто другой) Ты так красива (Возможно, тебя увидят сегодня вечером) Так красива… Нет ничего хорошего стоять у окна Нет ничего хорошего ожидать солнца Пожалуйста, поверь мне, твои мечты никогда Ни от кого не зависят Нет ничего хорошего… Ждать, ждать Нет ничего хорошего… Ждать Скорее иди в город! Всегда одно и то же Всегда одни и те же мечты, да Всегда одно и то же (да, ты двигаешься с места)Тебе стоит задуматься Ведь твои усердия не приносят результата Но кое-чем Бог тебя наделил Так что музыка еще может спасти тебя Есть выход, точно естьИди к св