Mike Shinoda (Linkin Park) - Dedicated | Текст песни и Перевод на русский

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• Mike Shinoda (Linkin Park)
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Dedicated (оригинал Linkin Park)

I have a dream of a scene between the green hills,
Clouds pull away and the sunlight's revealed,
People don't talk about keeping it real,
It's understood that they actually will
And intoxicated and stimulated emcees
Staring into trees, paranoid, are gone in the breeze,
Watch them flee, hip-hop hits
Take a walk with me and what you'll see
Is a land where the sand's made of crushed up wax
And the sky beyond you is Krylon Blue
And everybody speaks in a dialect of rhyme,
Emcees have left materialism behind them,
Meanwhile I just grip my mic
And hope me and my team make it through all right
Because say what you will and say what you might
But don't ignore who it's for at the end of the night

[Chorus:]
Because this is dedicated to the kids,
Dedicated to wherever music lives,
Dedicated to those tired of the same old same
And dedicated to the people advancing the game,
What's real
Is the kids who know that something's wrong,
What's real
Is the kids who think they don't belong,
What's real
Is the kids who have nowhere to run,
Who're hiding in the shadows waiting for the sun

I've seen a lot of shit,
I've talked to a bum out on Sunset Strip,
He asked me, 'How would you feel
If everybody acted like you didn't exist,
You'd lose your grip, and probably eventually flip'
So let it be known the only reason that we do this
Is so you can pick it up and just bang your head to it,
While emcees fight to see who can be the commonеst,
We float overhead like a space odyssey monolith
Overseeing the game over being part of the same old thing
It's all going to change and a hurricane of darkness and pain
And acidic rain promises you won't do it again,
Meanwhile I just grip my mic
And hope me and my team make it through all right
Because say what you will and say what you might,
But don't ignore who it's for at the end of the night

[Chorus]
Because this is dedicated to the kids,
Dedicated to wherever music lives,
Dedicated to those tired of the same old same
And dedicated to the people advancing the game,
What's real
Is the kids who know that something's wrong,
What's real
Is the kids who think they don't belong,
What's real
Is the kids who have nowhere to run,
Who're hiding in the shadows waiting for the sun

Pulling me close the shadow is warm inside,
This is where I feel at home, this is my place to hide,
Pulling me close the shadow is warm inside,
This is where I feel at home, this is my place to hide

[Chorus] (x2)
Because this is dedicated to the kids,
Dedicated to wherever music lives,
Dedicated to those tired of the same old same
And dedicated to the people advancing the game,
What's real
Is the kids who know that something's wrong,
What's real
Is the kids who think they don't belong,
What's real
Is the kids who have nowhere to run,
Who're hiding in the shadows waiting for the sun...

Посвящается (перевод Ильдар Joker из Чернушки)

У меня есть мечта, о сцене между зелеными холмами,
Облака разверзаются и впускают солнечный свет,
Люди не говорят о том, реально ли это,
Осознавая, что и так это знают,
И опьяненные и возбужденные MC
Шлазеют на деревья, параноики,и исчезают с дуновением ветра,
Посмотри, как они бегут, со своими хип-хоп хитами,
Прогуляйся со мной и ты увидишь
Землю, где песок сделан из дробленного воска,
И небо над вами,что синее оттенка Крайлон,
И все говорят стихами,
МС оставили материализм позади,
Тем временем, я хватаю микрофон
И надеюсь, я и моя группа сделаем все хорошо,
Просто скажи, чего ты желаешь и что смог бы,
Но не игнорируй тех, ради кого все это, когда заканчивается ночь...