Nothing But the Truth - Procol Harum
- 07.07.14, 02:11
- Ïåðåêëàäè òåêñò³â ï³ñåíü
ͳ÷îãî êð³ì ³ñòèíè
It seems as clear as yesterday
ͳáèòî ÿñíî, ÿê ³ â÷îðà
We saw it in a dream
öå ïðèâèä³ëîñÿ íàì,
but dream became insanity
àëå âèä³ííÿ ïåðåðîäèëîñÿ íà áåçóì,
an awful gaping scream
íà íåñàìîâèòèé êðèê.
So sad to see such emptiness
ßê òÿæêî ïî÷óâàòè òàêó ïóñòîòó,
So sad to see such tears
ÿê ã³ðêî áà÷èòè ñò³ëüêè ñë³ç,
And heaped up leaves of bitterness
³ êóïè ëèñòÿ ç Äåðåâà-Ñìóòêó
turned mouldy down the years
ùî â'ÿíóòü ï³ä òîâùåþ ðîê³â.
Nothing but the truth.
ͳ÷îãî êð³ì ³ñòèíè!
Common words in use
Ïðîñòèìè ³ çðîçóì³ëèìè ñëîâàìè.
Hard to find excuse
Âàæêî çíàéòè ïîÿñíåííÿ -
Harder than the truth
âàæ÷å, í³æ áà÷èòè ³ñòèíó...
Like Icarus we flew too high
ßê ²êàð, ìè ëåò³ëè íàäòî âèñîêî,
We flew too near the sun
íàäòî áëèçüêî äî Ñîíöÿ.
They caught us in that awful glare
Íàñ ïîëîíèëî òå ìîòîðîøíå ñâ³òëî,
Our hapless throats were strung
íåìîâ óäàâêîþ ïåðåõîïèëî íàø³ íåùàñí³ øè¿,
But just before the final stroke
òà çà ìèòü äî òîãî, ÿê ð³øó÷å øàðïîíóòè,
They took us victims of the rope
ùîñü ïîãëèíóëî íàñ - æåðòâ òîãî çàøìîðãó,
And cast us far beyond the deep
³ êèíóëî äåñü çà ìåæ³ çíàíîãî
To lie in never ending sleep
ëåæàòè ó â³÷íîìó ñí³.
It seems as clear as yesterday
Çäàºòüñÿ, ÿñíî, ÿê ³ â÷îðà,
They cast us in the deep
íàñ êèíóòî ó òó ãëèá³íü.
We lie in darkest night for good
Ìè ëåæèìî ó íàé÷îðí³ø³é íî÷³,
Never ending sleep
ùîá ì³öíî, áåçïðîáóäíî ñïàòè.
A never ending bitter gloom
Áåçìåæíèé ã³ðêèé ìîðîê,
Whose darkness seldom clears
ùî ëèø çð³äêà ðîçâèäíþºòüñÿ.
A God forsaken emptiness
Áîãîì çàáóòà ïîðîæíå÷à,
Which fills our hearts with tears
ùî ïîâíèòü íàø³ ñåðöÿ ñë³çüìè.
Nothing but the truth.
ͳ÷îãî êð³ì ³ñòèíè!
Common words in use
Ïðîñòèìè ³ çðîçóì³ëèìè ñëîâàìè.
Hard to find excuse
Âàæêî çíàéòè ïîÿñíåííÿ -
Harder than the truth
âàæ÷å, í³æ áà÷èòè ³ñòèíó...
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