Dyin Ain't Much Of A Livin
Умирать не страшнее, чем жить
[Josiah Gordon "Doc" Scurlock:]
[Иосая Гордон "Док" Скарлок:]
"You rode a 15 year old boy straight to his grave and the rest of us straight to hell."
"Ты отправил 15-летнего парня прямиком в могилу, а всех нас – прямиком в ад"
A whiskey bottle comforts me
Бутылка виски утешает меня
And tells me not to cry
И велит мне не унывать
While a full moon says a prayer for me
Когда полная луна шепчет за меня молитву
I try to close my eyes
Я пытаюсь закрыть свои глаза...
But the nights there to remind me
Но приходит ночь, чтобы напомнить мне
Of the guns and the early graves
О стрелках и безвременных потерях
The ghosts appear as I fall asleep
Стоит заснуть, как приходят призраки
To sing an outlaws serenade
Чтобы задушить серенаду разбойника.
Dyin' ain't much of a livin'
Умирать не страшнее, чем жить,
When youre livin' on the run
Когда живешь на большой дороге
Dyin' ain't much of a livin' for the young
Is it too late to ask for forgiveness
For the things that I have done
Dyin' ain't much of a livin' for the young
The deserts been a friend to me
It covers me by night
And a snakebites not my enemy
But it taught me how to fight
All this fame dont bring you freedom
Though it wears a this disguise
When an outlaw is just a man to me
And a man has to die
Dyin' ain't much of a livin'
When youre livin' on the run
Dyin' ain't much of a livin' for the young
Is it too late to ask for forgiveness
For the things that I have done
Dyin' ain't much of a livin' for the young
Solo
And I hope someone will pray for me
When its my turn to die... pray for me
Chorus
