Текст песни: Churches + перевод

That you are here, that life exists and identity;

That the powerful play goes on, and you may contribute a verse

That the powerful play goes on, and you may contribute a verse

What will your verse be?

Well, I found my church in a hotel parking lot

Vacant signs for a vacant kind of heart

And I drove my car through a fast-food paradise

Neon lights and a British appetite

Woah, oh, oh

Woah, oh, we’re all searching for grace

We’re all searching for

In America

It’s hysteria

Everyone has lost control

Can you feel it now?

People in the crowd

Well, religion left the building 'bout an hour ago

Well, some pray for fame

Some for fortune

They say, «Play my song on the radio station»

And it must be nice to be a traveling man

With your feet on the ground and a guitar in your hand

Woah, oh, oh

Woah, oh, we’re all searching for grace

Woah, oh, oh

Woah, oh, we’re all searching for grace

We’re all searching for

In America

It’s hysteria

Everyone has lost control

Can you feel it now?

People in the crowd

Well religion left the building 'bout an hour ago

Well, I wanted to feel wanted

Like I had a contagious soul

And I wanted to feel wanted

Like I had a contagious soul

And I wanted to feel wanted

Like I had a contagious soul

And I wanted

And I wanted for you to please let me go

Перевод песни Churches