Продолжение вчерашней темы… Пол Маккартни опубликовал на своем сайте обращение к Pussy Riot:
Ah, look at all the lonely people.
Ah, look at all the lonely people.
Eleanor Rigby picks up the rice in the church where a wedding has been,
Lives in a dream.
Waits at the window, Wearing the face that she keeps in a jar by the door
Who is it for?
All the lonely people, where do they all come from?
All the lonely people, where do they all belong?
Father Mckenzie, writing the words to a sermon that no one will hear,
No one comes near.
Look at him working, darning his socks in the night when there's nobody there.
What does he care?
All the lonely people, where do they all come from?
All the lonely people, where do they all belong?
Ah, look at all the lonely people
Ah, look at all the lonely people
Eleanor Rigby, died in the church and was buried along with her name.
Nobody came.
Father Mckenzie, wiping the dirt from his hands as he walks from the grave,
No one was saved.
All the lonely people, where do they all come from?
(Ah, look at all the lonely people!)
All the lonely people, where do they all belong?
"Дорогие Надя, Катя и Маша, я пишу, чтобы поддержать вас в это трудное время. Я хочу, чтобы вы знали: я очень надеюсь, что российские власти будут соблюдать принцип свободы слова для всех граждан вашей страны и не накажут вас за ваш протест. В цивилизованном мире многие люди имеют право высказывать свое мнение, если это не приносит никому вреда, и я уверен, что это наилучшая практика для любого общества. Я надеюсь, что вы останетесь сильными, и уверен, что я, так же, как и многие другие люди, которые, как и я, верят в свободу слова, сделаю все возможное для того, чтобы поддержать вас и принцип свободы творчества. Желаю вам удачи".А вот рекламный постер британской версии сингла Eleanor Rigby (1966)
Ah, look at all the lonely people.
Ah, look at all the lonely people.
Eleanor Rigby picks up the rice in the church where a wedding has been,
Lives in a dream.
Waits at the window, Wearing the face that she keeps in a jar by the door
Who is it for?
All the lonely people, where do they all come from?
All the lonely people, where do they all belong?
Father Mckenzie, writing the words to a sermon that no one will hear,
No one comes near.
Look at him working, darning his socks in the night when there's nobody there.
What does he care?
All the lonely people, where do they all come from?
All the lonely people, where do they all belong?
Ah, look at all the lonely people
Ah, look at all the lonely people
Eleanor Rigby, died in the church and was buried along with her name.
Nobody came.
Father Mckenzie, wiping the dirt from his hands as he walks from the grave,
No one was saved.
All the lonely people, where do they all come from?
(Ah, look at all the lonely people!)
All the lonely people, where do they all belong?
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