Текст песни: The Mirror + перевод

This is the story of an American hero

Born in the ghetto in poverty

Taken in by the white man, cleaned up, given a home

Became the salvation of every modern mother’s son

Worked in a factory, worked on the land

Steel work and dust bowl dirt staining his hand

Shot down in Memphis, Iwo Jima made me a man

Now I gotta look in some comic book

Just to find out who I am

IT HURTS

CAN’T YOU SEE ME BLEED

IT HURTS

CAN’T YOU FEEL THE NEED

THESE FLOWERS OF EVIL

AND THESE GODS WITHOUT GRACE

YOU TOOK THE MIRROR

NOW YOU’RE PUSHING IT IN MY FACE

It’s the American way into the twenty first century

It rides a motorbike alone down the interstate

It wears dark glasses and dates thin girls

Uses strong arm tactics all around the world

It’s the noble savage at the edge of the forest

With Oedipus eyes and Icarus wings

It’s a Soul Train coming, it’s savage and keen

And it’s spitting Coca-Cola from the barrel of an M16

IT HURTS

CAN’T YOU SEE ME BLEED

IT HURTS

CAN’T YOU FEEL THE NEED

THESE FLOWERS OF EVIL

AND THESE GODS WITHOUT GRACE

YOU TOOK THE MIRROR

NOW YOU’RE PUSHING IT IN MY FACE

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