"Пожалуй, у Б.Б. Кинга нет ничего печальней, чем этот блюз. Но, впрочем, мне хочется быть сейчас грустным. Блюз соткан из печали. Так тебе скажет любой негр в Новом Орлеане. "(с) Вишневский
"Одиночество в сети"
Well now it's three o'clock in the morning
And I can't even close my eyes
Three o'clock in the morning baby
And I can't even close my eyes
Can't find my baby
And I can't be satisfied
I've looked around me
And my baby she can't be found
I've looked all around me, people
And my baby she can't be found
You know if I don't find my baby
I'm going down to the Golden Ground
That's where the men hang out
Goodbye, everybody
I believe this is the end
Oh goodbye everybody
I believe this is the end
I want you to tell my baby
Tell her please please forgive me
Forgive me for my sins
Сейчас три часа ночи,
А я даже не могу сомкнуть глаз,
Три часа ночи, детка ...
А я даже не могу сомкнуть глаз
Не могу найти тебя, детка ...
И ни как не могу успокоиться
Я смотрю вокруг себя,
И не могу найти свою детку...
Я осмотрел все вокруг, люди
И не могу найти свою детку
И знаешь если я ее не найду
Я опущусь на Golden Ground
Туда где ошиваются люди
Досвиданья Всем
Я верю это конец,
До свиданья Всем
Я верю это конец,
Я хочу чтобы Вы передали моей детке
Передали ей: "Пожалуйста, пожалуйста прости меня"
Прости меня за мои грехи
"Perhaps at the BB King's nothing sadder than the blues. But, however, I want to be sad right now. Blues is woven from grief. So you tell every Negro in New Orleans." (C) Wisniewski
"Loneliness in the network"
Well now it's three o'clock in the morning
And I can not even close my eyes
Three o'clock in the morning baby
And I can not even close my eyes
Can not find my baby
And I can not be satisfied
I've looked around me
And my baby she can not be found
I've looked all around me, people
And my baby she can not be found
You know if I do not find my baby
I'm going down to the Golden Ground
That's where the men hang out
Goodbye, everybody
I believe this is the end
Oh goodbye everybody
I believe this is the end
I want you to tell my baby
Tell her please please forgive me
Forgive me for my sins
It's three o'clock in the morning,
And I can not even close my eyes,
Three o'clock in the morning, baby ...
And I can not even close my eyes
I can not find you, baby ...
And as I can not calm down
I look around me,
And I can not find my baby ...
I looked all around, people
And I can not find my Babe
And you know if I do not find
I omitted to Golden Ground
There where people oshivayutsya
All dosvidaniya
I believe this is the end,
Goodbye Everyone
I believe this is the end,
I want you to pass my detke
Tell her: "Please, please forgive me"
Forgive me for my sins
