Перевод песни John Hiatt – Native Son

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You finally found the mainstream
In the middle of your life
You tapped into a vein
Of endless gold chains
Now youre locked up tight
Tearing down the middle of it Splitting it right in half
Bobbing up and down the waves
Like a runaway slave
On a huck finn raft
Take your wife
Take your family
Take your gun
Running through the woods
And the burned out neighborhoods
Looking for someone
A member of your tribe
A place you can hide
til the war has begun
cause in the fields before the flood
Youll be spilling blood
Like a native son
Where you gonna run to There aint no underground
If only you could fly
Youd cut across the sky
Like a rifle round
Oh, who are your people
And where is your homeland
cause theyre dying side by side
At the river of pride
Where we tried to take a stand
Chorus twice
In the fields before the flood
Youll be spilling blood
Like a native son