I been knocked down so many times Counted out 6, 7, 8, 9 Written off like some bad deal If you're breathing you know how it feels Call it karma, call
Перевод: Джон Бон Джови. Отскок.
: That was my brother lost in the rubble That was my sister lost in the crush That was our mothers, those were our children That was our fathers, that
: There's a train out in the distance, destination still unknown Far away where no one's waiting, so far from home, so far from home There's a rose
: Should I? Could I? Have said the wrong things right a thousand times If I could just rewind, I see it in my mind If I could turn back time, you'd still
: I saw you coming from a mile away Trying to hide behind that pretty face. Bet my last dollar baby you've been bruised, Poor little heart all black '
: I used to be the kind of guy Who'd never let you look inside I'd smile when I was crying I had nothing but a lot to lose Thought I had a lot to prove
: Joey Keys was from my neighborhood Some would say that he was bad and Joe thought that was good Joey got the name "Keys" picking locks He never really
: This world don't give you nothing it can't take away Everybody holding on to something Nobody wants to fade away No forgiveness on the streets of
: Looking at the pages of my life Faded memories of me and you Mistakes you know I've made a few I took some shots and fell from time to time Baby, you
: I been knocked down so many times Counted out 6, 7, 8, 9 Written off like some bad deal If you're breathing you know how it feels Call it karma, call
Looking at the pages of my life Faded memories of me and you Mistakes you know I've made a few I took some shots and fell from time to time Baby, you
I used to be the kind of guy Who'd never let you look inside I'd smile when I was crying I had nothing but a lot to lose Thought I had a lot to prove
Joey Keys was from my neighborhood Some would say that he was bad and Joe thought that was good Joey got the name "Keys" picking locks He never really
This world don't give you nothing it can't take away Everybody holding on to something Nobody wants to fade away No forgiveness on the streets of
Should I? Could I? Have said the wrong things right a thousand times If I could just rewind, I see it in my mind If I could turn back time, you'd still
