Перевод песни Music Box - Eminem

Yeah, yeah girl

Can you hear that, it's playing our song

Are you sleepy, take a nap

You're not afraid of the dark are ya

(Verse 1: Eminem)

You hear the beat, as it makes ya not want to go to sleep

I knock on Dakota's door, it's locked so I go to creep

Round the back with binoculars, not 'cause I want to peep

But because I'm hungry, she smells like tacos, I wanna eat

Visions of hot chocolatey marshmallows, all so sweet

With sugar plums, oh look here comes Marshall, he's on your street

He's placing hot smoldering charcoals beneath your feet

Now walk on 'em, he's dancing with carcasses cheek to cheek

Like a Thanksgiving turkey, a holiday ham

Cinnamon sprinkled on toast, strawberry marmalade jam

Flavor my favorite graham crackers with Jon Benet Rams

I guess a modern day Jack the Ripper is all that I am

'Cause when the lights are off, I see the girl's asleep (My music box)

But I can hear you my love, you keep calling me (My music box)

And when we're worlds apart, you mean the World to me (My music box)

If you call, I'll come, I will answer (My music box)

'Cause when the lights are off, I see the girl's asleep (My music box)

I hear my music box, playing a song for me (My music box)

So won't you twirl around, and do a whirl for me (My music box)

And will you be my private little dancer? (My music box)

(Verse 2: Eminem)

I almost look comatose, who wants to be sober? gross

I foam like a doberman, mouth open, I overdose

Put coke up my nostrils, in both my holes then I plug my nose

My pupils quadruple in size, eyes are so bugged I know

I put on my mother's makeup, get naked and run around

Waving the gun around, I think I'm down to a hundred pounds

There's thunder, I wonder how come it rains, but the sun is out

The Devil's upset with his wife, they must be slugging it out

I must be bugging the fuck out, but what the fuck about

Voices are leading me up to the attic, I love my house

They pull and they tug my blouse, the sound of a music box

Comes from inside a toy chest, but what do I do it's locked

I pick it and open it, but it's stuffed full of human parts

I dig till I find it, I wind it up, and the tune it starts

It's playing a song so beautiful and the room is dark

The moon is full, I smell a funeral, guess I'll loom in the park

(Verse 3: Eminem)

I'm fixated, on asphyxiating

And breaking this little chick's neck, like a pixie stick

The sick, Satan worshipping, bitches get horse whippins'

I'm in the back, through the back door slipping

Through the crack, leaving the corpse dripping

The mortician of love, sent from above

Forced entry to maul when she no more stingy I've become

Been doing this for more than a quarter century, I'm just numb

Am I dreaming, is it real? someone pinch me on the buns

The time has come, to tie her up

Gotta roll me the ladder, I've had enough of the chatter

Climb up to the window look at her

Then climb in slow to shatter, her brain matter and batter her

With a bat a matter of fact that will splatter her

But before I do that, I'll have a chat to flatter her

Give her two compliments back to back like Tabitha

I'm your secret admirer, I'm back to ravish ya

So strong is your fight, but you're no match for Dracula

Prolonging her plight, as I go back to stabbing her

Dismember her limbs, simple as that, cadaver her

Zoom in with the lens, then pan back the camera

Stand back cause here comes your man, Jack, so Pamela