Майкл Джексон - Thriller Текст песни

Thriller (оригинал Michael Jackson ) Ужас (перевод Анечка Г. из Калининграда ) iIt's close to midnight and something evil's lurking in the darkUnder the moonlight you see a sight that almost stops your heartYou try to scream but terror takes the sound before you make itYou start to freeze as horror looks you right between the eyes,You're paralyzed'Cause this is thriller, thriller night!And no one's gonna save you from the beast about to strikeYou know it's thriller, thriller night!You're fighting for your life inside a killer, thriller tonightYou hear the door slam and realize there's nowhere left to runYou feel the cold hand and wonderIf you'll ever see the sunYou close your eyes and hope that this is just imaginationBut all the while you hear the creature creepin' up behindYou're out of time!'Cause this is thriller, thriller night!There ain't no second chance against the thing with forty eyesYou know it's thriller, thriller night!You're fighting to survive inside a killer, thriller tonightNight creatures callAnd the dead start to walk in their masqueradeThere's no escapin' the jaws of the alien this time (they're open wide)This is the end of your life!They're out to get you, there's demons closing in on every sideThey will possess you unless you change the number on your dialNow is the time for you and I to cuddle close togetherAll thru the night I'll save you from the terrors on the screen,I'll make you seeThat it's a thriller, thriller night!'Cause I can thrill you moreThan any ghost would dare to tryGirl, this is thriller, thriller night!So let me hold you tightAnd share a killer, diller, chiller, thriller here tonight[Rap: Vincent Price]Darkness falls across the landThe midnight hour is close at handCreatures crawl in search of bloodTo terrorize y'awl's neighborhoodAnd whosoever shall be foundWithout the soul for getting downMust stand and face the hounds of hellAnd rot inside a corpse's shellThe foulest stench is in the airThe funk of forty thousand yearsAnd grizzly ghouls from every tombAre closing in to seal your doomAnd though you fight to stay aliveYour body starts to shiverFor no mere mortal can resistThe evil of the thriller… Версия для печати