02.05.2024
Andrea Bocelli - Лирицс транслатион то енглисх
English (poetic)
and it rains
Versions: #1This street is so narrow
people don't fit
it becomes a procession
that proceeds very slowly
No one died
it is no one's saint
you don't hear a voice
and no bells ring
in the meantime the heart waits
for the fountains to run
and it rains on children's heads
I want to lasso the moon with a rope
to take me far away ,take me far away
where the sky is the sky and it never darkens
it rains ,no one's land
I want to squeeze the pain
into the sour river,that knows not the ocean
because the ocean is far and yet it's near
this road is so long
it never leads anywhere
it loses itself in the rocks
and amid crumbled papers
beneath the grass and the wall
it takes over and promises
and it swears this day
and night without bread
and in the meantime the heart waits
for the fountains to run
and it rains on children's heads
I want to lasso the moon with a rope
to take me far away ,take me far away
where the sky is the sky and it never darkens
it rains ,no one's land
I want to squeeze the pain
into the sour river,that knows not the ocean
because the ocean is far and yet it's near
into the sour river,that knows not the ocean
because the ocean is far and yet it's near
Још текстова песама из овог уметника: Andrea Bocelli
Сви текстови песама на овој веб локацији су само за личну и образовну употребу.
Сви текстови песама су власништво и ауторска права њихових власника или власника.