Parade — текст песни (Voltaire)

You know it`s true, we`re both the same.
In a storm of words we get lost in what is said.
You know me and you see through me,
so why are you confused by the things I say and do?
Do you know me?
You see the strain upon my face.
Please, don`t rain on my parade.
It comes to light, it comes in waves,
it`s gone too late.
It goes astray, it goes too far and you say
it`s clear I know where all your buttons are.
It`s not so strange, you know, it`s not so queer
that I know they`re there `cause I`m the one
who put then there, exactly as you feared.
I know you and I see through you
so why am I surprised by the things you say and do?
I don`t know why.
I see the strain upon your face.
I won`t rain on your parade.
It comes to light, it comes in waves,
it`s gone too late.
Don`t steal the smile from off my face.
Please don`t rain on my parade......
I know that I can`t replace you
and it would be a lie to say that I could ever try.
It`s gone too late.
It`s gone too late.
It cuts two ways
It cuts two ways.
It`s gone too late.