Я ведь сего только и хотел - попытаться жить тем, что само рвалось из меня наружу. Почему же это оказалось так трудно?(с)
Просто вспомнилось. Записывалось на память, так что абсолютно безграмотно)
Give me a listen,
You corpses of cheer
At least those of you,
Who still got an ear
I'll tell you a story make a skeleton cry
'bout our own jubilisiosly lovely Corpse Bride
Die, die, we all pass away
But don't feel a frown, 'cause it's really OK
You can try and hide and you can try and pray
But we all end up, that remains of the day.
So, our girl was a beaty, known for mile around
When mistirious stranger came into town
He was plenty good-looking
But down on his cash
And our poor little baby
She felt hard and fast
When her daddy said "no", she just couldn't cope
Then our lovers came up with a plan to elope
Her mother's wedding dress, fit like a glove
You don't need much, when you're really in love
Except for few thing (or so I'm told)
That a family jewels and a setchel of gold
Then next to the graveyard by the old oak tree
On the dark fuggy night and it's quater to 3
She was ready to go, but where was he?
And then?
She waited
And then??
There, in the shadows, was it her man?
And then???
Her little heart bet soo~ loud
AND THEN???!
And than, baby, everything became black
Now, when she opened her eyes, she was dead as the dust
Her jewels were missing and her heart was bust
So she made a vow, lying under that tree
The she'll wait for a true love to come set her free
Always waiting for someone to ask for her hand
Than out of the blue comes that groovy young man
Who vows forever to be by her side
And that's the story of our Corpse Bride
Give me a listen,
You corpses of cheer
At least those of you,
Who still got an ear
I'll tell you a story make a skeleton cry
'bout our own jubilisiosly lovely Corpse Bride
Die, die, we all pass away
But don't feel a frown, 'cause it's really OK
You can try and hide and you can try and pray
But we all end up, that remains of the day.
So, our girl was a beaty, known for mile around
When mistirious stranger came into town
He was plenty good-looking
But down on his cash
And our poor little baby
She felt hard and fast
When her daddy said "no", she just couldn't cope
Then our lovers came up with a plan to elope
Her mother's wedding dress, fit like a glove
You don't need much, when you're really in love
Except for few thing (or so I'm told)
That a family jewels and a setchel of gold
Then next to the graveyard by the old oak tree
On the dark fuggy night and it's quater to 3
She was ready to go, but where was he?
And then?
She waited
And then??
There, in the shadows, was it her man?
And then???
Her little heart bet soo~ loud
AND THEN???!
And than, baby, everything became black
Now, when she opened her eyes, she was dead as the dust
Her jewels were missing and her heart was bust
So she made a vow, lying under that tree
The she'll wait for a true love to come set her free
Always waiting for someone to ask for her hand
Than out of the blue comes that groovy young man
Who vows forever to be by her side
And that's the story of our Corpse Bride