September 30th, 2012

bad trip

"Я живу, как на космической станции"

 She packed my bags last night pre-flight
 Zero hour nine a.m.
 And I'm gonna be high as a kite by then
 I miss the earth so much I miss my wife
 It's lonely out in space
 On such a timeless flight

 And I think it's gonna be a long long time
 Till touch down brings me round again to find
 I'm not the man they think I am at home
 Oh no no no I'm a rocket man
 Rocket man burning out his fuse up here alone

 Mars ain't the kind of place to raise your kids
 In fact it's cold as hell
 And there's no one there to raise them if you did
 And all this science I don't understand
 It's just my job five days a week
 A rocket man, a rocket man...

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 Оригинал: http://www.dailymail.co.uk/news/article-2210522/Its-like-living-space-station-Julian-Assange-speaks-living-room-embassy-refuge-mattress-floor-blue-lamp-mimic-daylight.html

 
Краткий пересказ по-русски: http://www.lenta.ru/news/2012/09/30/leakslife/