Перевод песни The Jam – Private Hell

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Closer than close — you see yourself —
A mirror image of what you wanted to be As each day goes by — a little more —
You can't remember — what it was you wanted anyway
The fingers feel the lines — they prod the space —
Your ageing face — the face that once was so beautiful
Is still there but unrecognizable —
Private Hell
The man that you once loved — is bald and fat —
And seldom in — working late as usual
Your interest has waned — you feel the strain —
The bed springs snap — on the occasions he lies upon you —
Close your eyes and think of nothing but —
Private Hell
Think of Emma — wonder what she's doing —
Her husband Terry — and your grandchildren
Think of Edward — still at college
You send him letters which he doesn't acknowledge
'Cause he don't care
They don't care
'Cause they're all going through their own — Private Hell
The morning slips away — in a valium haze
And catalogues — and numerous cups of coffee
In the afternoon — the weekly food
Is put in bags — as you float off down the high street
The shop windows reflect — play a nameless host
To a closet ghost — a picture of your fantasy —
A victim of your misery — and Private Hell
Alone at 6 o'clock — you drop a cup —
You see it smash — inside you crack —
You can't go on — but you sweep it up —
Safe at last inside your Private Hell
Sanity at last inside your Private Hell