Одинокий пастух - Hard times in the ghetoo yo itґs time to slow up,little man on the block with the plans to blow up | Текст песни и Перевод на русский
Hard times in the ghetoo yo itґs time to slow up,little man on the block with the plans to blow up
Fly Fly (Come and fly with me) Fly
Chorus: Fly, tryin reach a star, flying high and oh so far Fly, come and fly with me Oooh, fly with the fantasy to the land of extacy Fly away with me
Rap 1: Hard times in the ghetoo yo itґs time to slow up,little man on the block with the plans to blow up You cane make it out of the ghetto if you reach for the stars When the timesґre getiing ruff , just think with your heart Love is all around and sometimes itґs covered with hate The more love, the less violence and the feeling is great Sometimes, I fly with my eyes closed and vision my path When my eyes start to open I can see what I passed One day I took the wrong road and letting the pain Now I learn from my mistaked and it wonґt happen again Heard the gun shots pass the scene, bodys desceased And I reach deep inside my soul so I can still preach peace We all need to fly and keep our hads to the sky And now I promise to help the needing ґtil the day that Iґll de Womder why the queen died, cause forever youґre more And I spread my wings and fly because life goes on
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Fly away…
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Rap 2: Flying high to a place thatґs far beond our site At night I see a light and forever itґs bright When the street are going on violence and they even know work When I spread my wings sometime, starting feel like a bird Little man with the gun, little girl with the knife Tell them down look the sky and you can follow my flight Cause there ainґt nothing in the streets but distruction and death And my plan to save the world is on the knowledge and trust Keep your eyes on the good things that life can offer Everuday Iґm giving thanks for my mother and father Tought me how to keep flying, when Iґm rapidly change If I feel I canґt make it, then call on his name We all gonna fly, itґs just a matter of time On the dropping of my love, I hope it falls on your mind And the fence for your support is nothing but love And together weґll fly to the heavens above
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Oooh, fly….
Летать Fly (Come and fly with me) Fly (Come и лететь со мной) Fly Летать
Chorus: Припев: Fly, tryin reach a star, flying high and oh so far Fly, пытаюсь достичь звезды, летящие высоко Ну и до сих пор Fly, come and fly with me Fly, приходите и лететь со мной Oooh, fly with the fantasy to the land of extacy Oooh, летать с фантазией на землю Extacy Fly away with me Лети со мной
Rap 1: Rap 1: Hard times in the ghetoo yo itґs time to slow up,little man on the block with the plans to blow up Трудные времена в ghetoo время лет itґs тормозить, маленький человек на блок с планами взорвать You cane make it out of the ghetto if you reach for the stars Вы тростника делают его из гетто, если вы достигли к звездам When the timesґre getiing ruff , just think with your heart Когда timesґre getiing ерш, подумайте с сердцем Love is all around and sometimes itґs covered with hate Любовь все вокруг, а иногда и itґs покрыты ненависти The more love, the less violence and the feeling is great И чем больше любви, тем меньше насилия и чувство большой Sometimes, I fly with my eyes closed and vision my path Иногда я летать с закрытыми глазами и видение на моем пути When my eyes start to open I can see what I passed Когда мои глаза начинают открывать я вижу, что я прошла One day I took the wrong road and letting the pain Однажды я взял неверный путь и дать боли Now I learn from my mistaked and it wonґt happen again Теперь я узнаю от моего mistaked и wonґt повториться Heard the gun shots pass the scene, bodys desceased Слышал выстрелы проходят сцены, Bodys desceased And I reach deep inside my soul so I can still preach peace И я прихожу к глубине души я все еще может проповедовать мир We all need to fly and keep our hads to the sky Мы все должны летать и держать нашу HADS в небо And now I promise to help the needing ґtil the day that Iґll de А теперь я о