Your eyes are colored like wind
The Wind from the northern sea
A wave on the sand so clear
Whoever got me that far must be laughing
Alright, I can laugh as well
So sweet is your touch
May I never go free
But I'm breaking away
To return unbound
And I hear the sound
Behind my shoulder
Like the shape of the swan, gliding
And when the trees are bare
There will be nowhere to return to
But we stay, believing
Your eyes are colored like wind
Bringing incredible news
I don't know if I'm ready,
Does it matter?
Whoever cut me that deep
I love you
And here I stand, transfixed
Listening to the sound of the wind
Твои глаза цвета ветра,
Ветра с северного моря
Чья чистая волна омыла песок.
Тот по чьей воле я заброшен так далеко, должно быть смеется
Ну что ж - посмеюсь и я.
Твое прикосновение так сладко
Что я не хотел бы освободиться,
Но я вырываюсь чтобы вернуться свободным
И я слышу звук за своим плечом
Похожий на парящую лебединую тень.
И когда деревья обнажатся - некуда будет вернуться,
Но мы остаемся, веруя.
Твои глаза цвета ветра,
Приносящего невероятные новости -
Я не знаю, готов ли я?
Хотя разве это имеет значение?
Кто бы ни ранил меня до глубины души -
Я люблю тебя
И я стою здесь, прикованнный к месту,
Слушая шум ветра.
Your eyes are colored like wind
The wind from the northern sea
A wave on the sand
Whoever got me that far must be laughing
Alright, I can laugh as well
So sweet is your touch
May I never go free
But i'm breaking away
To return unbound
And I hear the sound
Behind my shoulder
Like the shape of the swan gliding
And when the trees are bare
There will be nowhere to return to
But we stay believing
Your eyes are colored like wind
Bringing incredible news
I don't know if I'm ready,
Does it matter?
Whoever cut me that deep
I love you
And here I stand, transfixed
Listening to the wind
Your eyes are the color of the wind,
Winds from the North Sea
Whose clean wave washed sand.
The one on whose will I have been abandoned so far must be laughing
Well, I will laugh too.
Your touch is so sweet
That I would not like to free myself,
But I'm breaking out to come back free.
And I hear a sound over my shoulder.
Like a soaring swan shadow.
And when the trees become bare, there will be nowhere to return,
But we stay by believing.
Your eyes are the color of the wind,
Bringing incredible news -
I do not know if I am ready?
Although does it matter?
Whoever hurt me deeply -
I love you
And I'm standing here chained to a place
Listening to the sound of the wind.