Shot like an arrow through my heart That's the pain I feel I feel whenever we're apart Not to say that I'm in love with you But who's to say that I'm
Baby, baby [Incomprehensible] (Alright baby) Seeing that your love's true Never I'll doubt you My heart belongs to you That's alright with me Worlds
As I was walkin' by, saw you standin' there with a smile Lookin' shy you caught my eye thought you'd want to hang for a while Well, I'd like to be with
All the lonely nights, I spend alone Never around to love me, you're always gone 'Cause you're hanging out, breaking the rules Oh, the man has come looking
Feeling so alone and deserted With people standing all around you Should I trust someone? Should I stay off to myself? Alone with no one to talk to It
Our friends think we're opposites Falling in and out of love They all said we'd never last Still we manage to stay together There's no easy explanation
can get it right one time We are a part of the rhythm nation Rhythm nation, rhythm nation Rhythm nation, rhythm nation Rhythm nation, rhythm nation Rhythm nation
spreadin' on the streets People can't find enough to eat Now our kids can't go out and play That's the state of the world today State of the world Nation
Count One, two, three, four One, two, one, two One, two, one, two One, two, three, four Insight to what's going on Information keeps us strong What
Children are called the future Of an adult world They are born with spirits so innocent 'Til we teach them how to hate Add to the world's confusion We
Here we are, just you and me Got something for you baby, wait and see No need to worry, come follow me I don't want you to think about anything else tonight
Looking through my old drawer Came across the letter you wrote Said you needed time away That was so long ago All my life, I've waited To see your smile
Превод: Џенет Џексон. Ритам нација.
a part of the rhythm nation People of the world unite Strength in numbers we can get it right One time We are a part of the rhythm nation This is the
: Five A.M. rise and shine To feed the baby before he starts to cry No rest, no time to play 15, the mother is a runaway No time for dreams or goals
