Кто хочет меня хоть сколько-то понять меня,то ваш час настал.Мои переживания отлично укладываются в песню,которую мона найти в моем плейлисте вКонтакте последней.

http://vkontakte.ru/audio.php?79665

Это,конечно, Franz Ferdinand - Auf Achse.

Про это я только шоколадке ужи прошушшал.Просто слово в слово я чувствую то же самое.Когда я включил веселья ради в воскресенье перед окончательным переездом к папе первый альбом францов,то не ожидал такого потрясения.

А вот и оригинальный текст исходной композиции:

You see her, you can't touch her
You hear her, you can't hold her
You want her, you can't have her
You want to, but she won't let you
You see her, you can't touch her
You hear her, you can't hold her
You want her, you can't have her
You want to, but she won't let you

She's not so special so look what you've done, boy
She's not so special so look what you've done, boy
She's not so special so look what you've done

Now you wish she'd never come back here again
Oh, never come back here again

You see her, you can't touch her
You hear her, you can't hold her
You want her, you can't have her
You want to, but she won't let you

You see her, you can't touch her
You hear her, you can't hold her
You want her, you can't have her
You want to, but she won't let you

She's not so special so look what you've done, boy
She's not so special so look what you've done, boy
She's not so special so look what you've done

Now I'm nailed above you
Gushing from my side
It's with your sins that you have killed me
Thinking of your sins I die
Thinking how you'd let them touch you
How you'd never realise
That I'm ripped and hang forsaken
Knowing never will I rise
Again

You still see her
Oh, you hear her
You want her
Oh, you want to
You see her
You hear her
You want her
You still want to