As They say. (Стихи для Максима П.)

Сподобило меня, братцы, стишок на английском написать. Конечно, английский я знаю не так хорошо, как хотел бы, но что есть, то есть.
Какой-то мелодичный даже получился.

One Lady who was know
That the time already done
And She took first page away

All we need to these show
From the village and down town
People crying out loud "Hooray!"

They don't care who and how
They just want to get down
Everything is lying (on) the way

What the glitters in a shop
And the reddish sign of stop
Could be stolen as They say.

There are living out of door
And You can to be sure
They will rise up someday

Every word You may voice
Should be chosen with wise
Or You're doomed to die in pain.