Эльф 65 - Слишком много хочу | Текст песни и Перевод на русский

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• Эльф 65
• Слишком много хочу

Too much of heaven,
Can bring you underground
Heaven, can always turn around.
Too much of heaven,
A life and soul hell bound.
Heaven, the killer makes no sound.
Too much of heaven,
Can bring you underground
Heaven, can always turn around.
Too much of heaven,
A life and soul hell bound.
Heaven, the killer makes no sound.

They're still talking about money,
That's right and too much of heaven.
C'mon my friend.
Let me tell you what it's all about,
It's called money dependence today,
And people just keep on going on
Looking at the dollar bill,
And nothing else around them.
No love, no friendship, nothing else,
Just the dollar bill coming on
Into their pocket,
Into their account,
And that's too much of heaven
Bringing them underground.
Let me tell you what it's all about
It's called money dependence today,
And people just keep on going on
Looking at the dollar bill,
And nothing else around them.
No love, no friendship, nothing else,
Just the dollar bill coming on
Into their pocket,
Into their account,

Too much of heaven,
Can bring you underground
Heaven, can always turn around.
Too much of heaven,
A life and soul hell bound.
Heaven, the killer makes no sound.
Too much of heaven,
Can bring you underground
Heaven, can always turn around.
Too much of heaven,
A life and soul hell bound.
Heaven, the killer makes no sound.

They're still talking about money,
That's right and too much of heaven.
C'mon my friend.
Let me tell you what it's all about,
It's called money dependence today,
And people just keep on going on
Looking at the dollar bill,
And nothing else around them.
No love, no friendship, nothing else,
Just the dollar bill coming on
Into their pocket,
Into their account,
And that's too much of heaven
Bringing them underground.
Let me tell you what it's all about
It's called money dependence today,
And people just keep on going on
Looking at the dollar bill,
And nothing else around them.
No love, no friendship, nothing else,
Just the dollar bill coming on
Into their pocket,
Into their account,

Too much of heaven,
Can bring you underground
Heaven, can always turn around.
Too much of heaven,
A life and soul hell bound.
Heaven, the killer makes no sound.
Too much of heaven,
Can bring you underground
Heaven, can always turn around.
Too much of heaven,
A life and soul hell bound.
Heaven, the killer makes no sound.

The answer,
Is blowing in the wind.
The answer is blowing

Припев:
Когда у тебя в жизни слишком много
удовольствий, то можно плохо кончить
Удовольствия
Имеют и обратную сторону
Когда у нас в жизни слишком много
удовольствий, она превращается в сплошной ад

Удовольствие - убийца, который
подкрадывается неслышно

Ты говоришь только о деньгах, деньгах и
удовольствиях
Да ладно, дружок,
Дай-ка я тебе расскажу что это такое на
самом деле
Сегодня это называется денежная зависимость
Это случается, когда у людей только доллары
перед глазами,
И больше они ничего не видят
Ни дружба, ни любовь не имеют значения,
Только доллары, текущие рекой в карманы,
На счета в банках и слишком большое
количество удовольствий сводит их в могилу