Текст песни After All (David Bowie) с переводом

Please trip them gently, they don’t like to fall

Oh, by Jingo

There’s no room for anger, we’re all very small

Oh, by Jingo

We’re painting our faces

And dressing in thoughts from the skies, from paradise

They think that we’re holding a secretive ball

Won’t someone invite them

They’re just taller children

That’s all, after all

Man is an obstacle, sad as the clown

Oh, by Jingo

So hold on to nothing, he won’t let you down

Oh, by Jingo

Some people are marching together

And some on their own, quite alone

Others are running, the smaller ones crawl

But some sit in silence

They’re just older children

That’s all, after all

I sing with impertinence

Shading impermanent chords with my words

I’ve borrowed your time

I’m sorry I called

The thought just occurred that we’re nobody’s children

After all, after all

Live till your rebirth, and do what you will

Oh, by Jingo

Forget all I’ve said, please bear me no ill

Oh, by Jingo

After all

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