Текст песни Mark Lambert - Tomorrow belongs to me
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Оригинал:
The sun on the meadow is summery warm.
The stag in the forest runs free.
But gather together to greet the storm.
Tomorrow belongs to me.
The branch of the linden is leafy and
Green,
The Rhine gives its gold to the sea.
But somewhere a glory awaits unseen.
Tomorrow belongs to me.
The babe in his cradle is closing his eyes
The blossom embraces the bee.
But soon, says a whisper;
"Arise, arise,
Tomorrow belongs to me"
Oh Fatherland, Fatherland,
Show us the sign
Your children have waited to see.
The morning will come
When the world is mine.
Tomorrow belongs to me!
Перевод:
Ленивое солнце не слепит глаза ,
В лесах - щебетанье птах,
Но скоро над ними пройдет гроза
Ведь завтра - в моих руках!
Вот листья златые - их Рейн несет
В спокойных своих волнах...
А слава нас где-то, я верю, ждет!
Ведь завтра - в моих руках!
И лепет младенца, и пенье пчел,
И солнце на небесах
Мне шепчут: "Вставай же! Твой час пришел!
Ведь завтра - в твоих руках!"
О Родина, Родина, близится час
Для нас, для детей твоих!
Когда же прогнется весь мир под нас
Ведь завтра - в руках моих!
The sun on the meadow is summery warm.
The stag in the forest runs free.
But gather together to greet the storm.
Tomorrow belongs to me.
The branch of the linden is leafy and
Green,
The Rhine gives its gold to the sea.
But somewhere a glory awaits unseen.
Tomorrow belongs to me.
The babe in his cradle is closing his eyes
The blossom embraces the bee.
But soon, says a whisper;
"Arise, arise,
Tomorrow belongs to me"
Oh Fatherland, Fatherland,
Show us the sign
Your children have waited to see.
The morning will come
When the world is mine.
Tomorrow belongs to me!
Перевод:
Ленивое солнце не слепит глаза ,
В лесах - щебетанье птах,
Но скоро над ними пройдет гроза
Ведь завтра - в моих руках!
Вот листья златые - их Рейн несет
В спокойных своих волнах...
А слава нас где-то, я верю, ждет!
Ведь завтра - в моих руках!
И лепет младенца, и пенье пчел,
И солнце на небесах
Мне шепчут: "Вставай же! Твой час пришел!
Ведь завтра - в твоих руках!"
О Родина, Родина, близится час
Для нас, для детей твоих!
Когда же прогнется весь мир под нас
Ведь завтра - в руках моих!
Original:
The Sun on the Meadow Is Summery Warm.
The Stag In The Forest Runs Free.
But Gather Together to Greet The Storm.
Tomorrow Belongs to Me.
The Branch of the Linden Is Leafy and
Green,
The Rhine Gives Its Gold to the Sea.
But Somewhere a Glory Awaits Unseen.
Tomorrow Belongs to Me.
The Babe in His Cradle Is Closing His Eyes
The Blossom Embraces The Bee.
But Soon, Says a Whisper;
"ARISE, ARISE,
Tomorrow Belongs To Me "
Oh Fatherland, Fatherland,
Show US The Sign
Your Children Have Waited to See.
THE MORNING WILL COME
When the world is Mine.
Tomorrow Belongs To Me!
Transfer:
Lazy sun does not blind eyes,
In the forests - Twitter Path,
But soon the thunderstorm will pass above them
After all, tomorrow - in my hands!
Here are the leaves of gold - their Rhine carries
In calm waves ...
And the glory of us somewhere, I believe, waiting!
After all, tomorrow - in my hands!
And babies babies and bees scene,
And the sun in heaven
I whisper: "Get up! Your hour came!
After all, tomorrow - in your hands! "
About Motherland, Motherland, an hour is nearing
For us, for your children!
When will the whole world go under us
After all, tomorrow - in my hands!
The Sun on the Meadow Is Summery Warm.
The Stag In The Forest Runs Free.
But Gather Together to Greet The Storm.
Tomorrow Belongs to Me.
The Branch of the Linden Is Leafy and
Green,
The Rhine Gives Its Gold to the Sea.
But Somewhere a Glory Awaits Unseen.
Tomorrow Belongs to Me.
The Babe in His Cradle Is Closing His Eyes
The Blossom Embraces The Bee.
But Soon, Says a Whisper;
"ARISE, ARISE,
Tomorrow Belongs To Me "
Oh Fatherland, Fatherland,
Show US The Sign
Your Children Have Waited to See.
THE MORNING WILL COME
When the world is Mine.
Tomorrow Belongs To Me!
Transfer:
Lazy sun does not blind eyes,
In the forests - Twitter Path,
But soon the thunderstorm will pass above them
After all, tomorrow - in my hands!
Here are the leaves of gold - their Rhine carries
In calm waves ...
And the glory of us somewhere, I believe, waiting!
After all, tomorrow - in my hands!
And babies babies and bees scene,
And the sun in heaven
I whisper: "Get up! Your hour came!
After all, tomorrow - in your hands! "
About Motherland, Motherland, an hour is nearing
For us, for your children!
When will the whole world go under us
After all, tomorrow - in my hands!