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Your eyes are the constant that draw me in
Отталкиваясь от земли ногами
Целясь в пушистое брюхо неба
Взращивая пустоту между нами
Таю последним теплом лета
Your sparkle lashes me to milk
Не держи меня солнце пальцами
Отпусти за усталыми птицами
Станут наши сердца скитальцами
На подошвах песка крупицами

Не удержать
It’s hard to hold
В руках обломки скал
Не отыскать
We can not find
Того кто ветром стал
Не пожалеть
Apologize
И не сказать „прости”
И не успеть
We’ve got no time
Его уже спасти
To save him

When your beauty turns to feel
Rest and it will eventually clear
Пил тебя, молоко нежности
Сворачивалось на углях желанья
Выкипало пеною безмятежности
Потеряв белизны сиянье
Ждал тебя, слушал шорохи
Капли падали, роняя вес разный
Растекались закатным всполохом
Перепачкался весь красным

And I as always
As ever wait here
And I in despair

Не удержать
В руках обломки скал
Не отыскать
Того кто ветром стал
Не пожалеть
И не сказать „прости”
И не успеть
Его уже спасти

Не удержать
It’s hard to hold
В руках обломки скал
Не отыскать
We can not find
Того кто ветром стал
Не пожалеть
Apologize
И не сказать „прости”
И не успеть
We’ve got no time
Его уже спасти
To save him

Не удержать

It’s hard to hold pebbles in our hands
We can not find
We Became the wind
we can not apologize to them
We’ve got no time to save him…

 

Promisiune :

(Your eyes are the constant that draw me in)
Pushing off the ground
Aiming for the fluffy underbelly of the sky
Growing the emptiness between us
Melting with the last warmth of summer
(Your sparkle lashes me to milk)
Dont hold me with fingers, sun
Let me fly after tired birds
Our hearts will become the wanderers
On shoe souls made of sand

No way to keep from escaping
(It’s hard to hold)
In hands, cover of mountains
No way to find
(We can not find)
The one who became the wind
No way to pity
(Apologize)
And say “sorry”
And no time
(We’ve got no time)
To save him
(To save him)

(When your beauty turns to feel
Rest and it will eventually clear)
I drank you, milk of tenderness
Wishes twisting on coal
Boiled away by the foam of tranquility
Lost in the whiteness of sunshine
Waiting for you, listening to the rustling
Falling raindrops, dropping with different weight
Растекались закатным всполохом*
Dirtied, covered in red

(And I as always
As ever wait here
And I in despair)
No way to keep from escaping
(It’s hard to hold)
In hands, cover of mountains
No way to find
(We can not find)
The one who became the wind
No way to pity
(Apologize)
And say “sorry”
And no time
(We’ve got no time)
To save him
(To save him)

It’s hard to hold pebbles in our hands
We can not find
We Became the wind
we can not apologize to them
We’ve got no time to save him…

Traducere cat de cat corecta … alta nu am

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  1. #1 by pavelionut on Februarie 15, 2011 - 07:54

    in scoala generala am facut rusa dar acum nu mai stiu nici o litera😦

    • #2 by schtiel on Februarie 15, 2011 - 09:07

      M-am chinuit sa gasesc o traducere , din pacate fara succes … sunt versuri superbe intr-o limba dificila
      Mai caut , caci merita

  2. #3 by inda of wind on Aprilie 11, 2011 - 19:50


    Nu pricep o iota si nu e cu delfini insa mi se pare ca au ceva in comun🙂

    • #4 by inda of wind on Aprilie 11, 2011 - 19:52

      Sorry, poti sa stergi, credeam ca ramane un simplu link si se deschide doar daca-l activezi dar vad ca la tine e altfel

      • #5 by schtiel on Aprilie 11, 2011 - 19:56

        Vitas vocea de aur , mama Rusia …

  3. #6 by memyselfandela on Martie 28, 2012 - 22:37

    M-a lasat muta acest clip, m-a facut sa ma gandesc la o ploaie de lucruri…

  4. #8 by memyselfandela on Martie 29, 2012 - 11:55

    Yeap….😀😛
    Imaginile sunt foarte puternice si pline de sentiment… comparativ cu cinematografia americana care parca e undeva pe la genunchiul broashtei …😀😀😀

    • #9 by schtiel on Martie 29, 2012 - 12:05

      americanii merg pe comercial ( unii produc , altii consuma si tot asa … )
      rusii se adreseaza sufletului ( si cu ceva vodka😀 ) , rezultate doar pentru cunoscatori …

      • #10 by memyselfandela on Martie 29, 2012 - 12:19

        lasa ca unui american poti sa ii dai si vodka si orice ca tot nu produce mare branza… in fine, e punctul meu subiectiv de vedere despre marele licurici…
        si da, ca sa te adresezi sufletului trebuie sa ai o oarecare sensibilitate… rusii au tristetea lor ancestrala, de asta sunt atat de profunzi… cu vodka sau nu… da poate daca nu se inventa vodka mureau de tristete…. asa ca exista un rost in toate… :D:D:D

      • #11 by schtiel on Martie 29, 2012 - 12:21

        eh …mai produc si americanii care ceva , Twin Peaks sau K-Pax … au si ei nebunii lor visatori , dar mult mai rari !
        am vazut filme rusesti total neinteresante , dar bine facute😀

      • #12 by memyselfandela on Martie 29, 2012 - 12:36

        nimeni nu e perfect…😀

      • #13 by schtiel on Martie 29, 2012 - 13:08

        si oricum nu-mi place perfectiunea … are aer de muzeu sau laborator😀

      • #14 by memyselfandela on Martie 29, 2012 - 13:24

        😀😀😀 da
        daca stai sa te gandesti cele mai frumoase lucruri in viata nici nu sunt cele perfecte…😀

      • #15 by schtiel on Martie 29, 2012 - 14:06

        ar parea asa … reci in perfectiunea lor
        ne trebuie lucruri umanizate , cu greseli , pentru a fi apropiate noua😀

      • #16 by memyselfandela on Martie 29, 2012 - 14:35

        da… amuzante sau calde😀

      • #17 by schtiel on Martie 29, 2012 - 16:01

        cred ca mai mult calde😀

      • #18 by memyselfandela on Martie 29, 2012 - 16:55

        😀 good taste, good choice😉😀

      • #19 by schtiel on Martie 29, 2012 - 19:10

        yap😀

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