Теги: Стихотворные и литературные переводы, Эквиритмические переводы, Песни с историей
Stairway to heaven
Лестница в небо
There's a lady who's sure
all that glitters is gold,
and she's buying a stairway to heaven
When she gets there she knows,
if the stores are all closed,
with a word she can get what
she came for.
Ooh, ooh,
and she's buying a stairway to heaven.
There's a sign on the wall
but she wants to be sure,
'cause you know sometimes
words have two meanings.
In a tree by the brook there's a songbird who sings,
Sometimes all of our thoughts are misgiven.
Ooh, it makes me wonder
There's a feeling I get
when I look to the west,
and my spirit is crying for leaving.
In my thoughts I have seen
rings of smoke through the trees,
and the voices of those who stand looking.
Ooh, it makes me wonder
Whoah...
And it's whispered that soon,
if we all call the tune,
then the piper will lead us to reason.
And a new day will dawn
for those who stand long,
and the forest will echo the laughter.
Ooh
If there's a bustle in your hedge row
don't be alarmed now,
it's just a spring clean
for the may queen.
Yes, there are two paths you can go by by,
but in the long run,
there's still time to change the road you're on.
And it makes me wonder
Ooh
Your head is humming and it won't go,
in case you don't know.
The piper's calling you to join him
Dear lady, can you hear the wind blow,
and did you
know your stairway lies
on the whispering wind?
Oh
And as we wind on down the road,
our shadows taller than our souls,
there walks a lady we all know
who shines white light
and wants to show
how everything still turns to gold.
And if you listen very hard,
the tune will come to you at last,
when all are one and one is all,
to be a rock and not a roll.
And she's buying a stairway to heaven.
Есть девушка, которая уверена,
все что блестит это золото
И она покупает лестницу в небо.
И когда она туда попадает, она знает,
если все магазины закрыты
одного слова достаточно чтобы получить,
зачем пришла.
О-о-о, о-о-о
И она покупает она лестницу в небо.
Знак на стене,
Но она хочет быть уверена
Ведь слова наши
часто двусмысленны.
А на дереве в у ручья поет певчая птичка о том,
Что все мысли — сплошное заблуждение
О-о-о, меня это удивляет.
Чувства всколыхнут меня,
когда я смотрю на Запад,
И душа моя плачет и хочет прочь.
В мыслях я видел
Клубы дыма через деревья,
Слышал возгласы стоящих и взирающих.
О-о-о, меня это удивляет.
Whoah...
И шепчется что,
если бы мы знали, какой мелодией,
Трубач выведет нас к смыслу.
И новый день начнется
Для тех, кто этого дождется,
И лес откликнется смехом.
О-о-о
Если в твоем саду начнется суматоха,
не пугайся.
Это всего лишь весенняя уборка
майской королевы.
Да, нам даны две дороги,
Но на долгом пути
всегда есть время, чтобы поменять свою дорогу.
Меня это удивляет.
О-о-о
Твоя голова гудит, и это не пройдет,
если ты не знаешь.
Что трубач зовет тебя присоединиться.
Дорогая, слышишь ли ты веяние ветра,
и знаешь ли ты,
что твоя лестница лежит
на шепчущем ветру?
О-о-о
И когда мы окажемся в будущем,
наши тени станут больше, чем наши души,
там гуляет девушка, которую мы все знаем,
которая сияет белым светом
и хочет показать
как все по-прежнему превращается в золото.
И если ты слушал очень внимательно,
тогда до тебя наконец-то дойдет эта гармония,
когда все едино в одном и один во всем,
чтобы быть (стоящим) камнем, а не катится.
И она покупает лестницу в небо.
Tags: Poetry and literary translations, EQUiritmic translations, Songs with a history
Stairway to heaven
stairway to Heaven
There's a lady who's sure
all that glitters is gold,
and she's buying a stairway to heaven
When she gets there she knows,
if the stores are all closed,
with a word she can get what
she came for.
Ooh, ooh,
and she's buying a stairway to heaven.
There's a sign on the wall
but she wants to be sure,
'cause you know sometimes
words have two meanings.
In a tree by the brook there's a songbird who sings,
Sometimes all of our thoughts are misgiven.
Ooh, it makes me wonder
There's a feeling I get
when I look to the west,
and my spirit is crying for leaving.
In my thoughts I have seen
rings of smoke through the trees,
and the voices of those who stand looking.
Ooh, it makes me wonder
Whoah ...
And it's whispered that soon,
if we all call the tune,
then the piper will lead us to reason.
And a new day will dawn
for those who stand long,
and the forest will echo the laughter.
Ooh
If there's a bustle in your hedge row
do not be alarmed now,
it's just a spring clean
for the may queen.
Yes, there are two paths you can go by by,
but in the long run,
there's still time to change the road.
And it makes me wonder
Ooh
Your head is humming and it will not go,
in case you do not know.
The piper's calling you to join him
Dear lady, can you hear the wind blow,
and did you
know your stairway lies
on the whispering wind?
Oh
And as we wind on down the road,
our shadows taller than our souls,
there walks
who shines white light
and wants to show
how everything still turns to gold.
And if you listen very hard,
the tune will come to you at last,
when all are one and one is all,
to be a rock and not a roll.
And she's buying a stairway to heaven.
There is a girl who is sure,
all that glitters is gold
And she buys a ladder into the sky.
And when she gets there, she knows,
if all stores are closed
one word is enough to get,
why did she come.
Oh, oh-ooh
And she buys a ladder in the sky.
Sign on the wall,
But she wants to be sure
After all, our words
often ambiguous.
And on the tree in the stream a singing bird sings,
That all thoughts are a complete delusion
Oh, oh, it surprises me.
Feelings will stir me,
when I look at the West,
And my soul cries and wants to go.
In my thoughts I saw
Clubs of smoke through the trees,
I heard the cries of those who stand and look.
Oh, oh, it surprises me.
Whoah ...
And whispering that,
if we knew which melody,
The trumpeter will lead us to the meaning.
And a new day will begin
For those who will wait,
And the forest will respond with laughter.
Ltd
If there's a commotion in your garden,
do not be afraid.
It's just spring cleaning
the queen of May.
Yes, we are given two roads,
But on the long journey
there is always time to change your path.
It surprises me.
Ltd
Your head is buzzing, and it will not go away,
if you do not know.
That the trumpeter is calling you to join.
Honey, do you hear the gust of wind,
and do you know,
that your ladder lies
in the whispering wind?
Ltd
And when we are in the future,
Our shadows will become larger than our souls,
there is a girl walking around, whom we all know,
which shines with white light
and wants to show
as everything is still turning into gold.
And if you listened very carefully,
then this harmony will finally reach you,
when all are one in one and one in all,
to be a (standing) stone, and not roll.
And she buys a ladder into the sky.