Перевод песни Róisín Murphy - Gone fishing

An uncommon sense

Close to abandonment

Learning discerning

The difference between do or die

Each step taken away from

A place of hopelessness

Takes me closer to building

Another kind of family nest

There is no inclusion for those stigmatised

Nobody close to us ever recognized

Only exclusion for us out there

Only delusional fuss and despair

An uncommon sense

So beautifully dressed

In a moment of realness

I fear I could be fearless

Destitute out on my own

I had to run this far from home

The children of the damaged and unkind

My new friends are like-minded

It’s a mechanism of surviving this

The children of god, the children of La Beija

Found a place to express my soul

Won’t go on living in shadow’s hold

So I’m going to the ball to get my prize

Expensive things are the cheapest thrill

There’s no such thing as overkill

Will we live on, the children of La Beija?

There is no inclusion for those stigmatised

Nobody close to us ever recognized

Only exclusion for us out there

Only delusional fuss and despair

If Paris is burning

Then just let it burn

The youth are very discerning

Till you tear them apart

You can’t stop the children

It’s easy to mock

This form of survival instinct

Why should I stop?

An uncommon sense

So beautifully dressed

My mama’s mistake

My father’s heartbreak

Young birds who are flightless

Become birds of paradise

And the practice of realness

Feels so surreal