Lyrics Ирина Богушевская - Терпкий вечер
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Терпкий вечер.
Сколько прожито таких.
Но этот вечер
Слишком пуст и слишком тих.
Что-то случилось,
Мне кажется, с тем, кто
Далеко от меня в этот вечер.
Боже гневный!
Ты наказал меня хитро:
Ежедневный
Апокалипсис метро.
И этот город - чужак, его лики
Мне враждебны,
Его воздух смертелен,
В этот вечер.
Jesus, you gave me my high voice,
But I feel - my words are stray.
Left me alive, but you took my love away.
O'key, be it so, cause I'm clay in your hand.
Don't just you hurt him, don't you hurt him,
Him in the faraway land - in this desperate daybreak.
(Боже, ты дал мне голос,
Но не дал нужных слов.
Жить оставил,
Но отнял мою любовь -
Пусть так. Я - воск в Твоей руке.
Только не делай больно
Тому, кто вдалеке
От меня в этот вечер.)
В этот вечер
Просит странствия душа,
В этот вечер
Трудно помнить и дышать.
Что-то случилось, любимьй,
Но ты так далеко от меня
В этот вечер.
В терпкий вечер.
Сколько прожито таких.
Но этот вечер
Слишком пуст и слишком тих.
Что-то случилось,
Мне кажется, с тем, кто
Далеко от меня в этот вечер.
Боже гневный!
Ты наказал меня хитро:
Ежедневный
Апокалипсис метро.
И этот город - чужак, его лики
Мне враждебны,
Его воздух смертелен,
В этот вечер.
Jesus, you gave me my high voice,
But I feel - my words are stray.
Left me alive, but you took my love away.
O'key, be it so, cause I'm clay in your hand.
Don't just you hurt him, don't you hurt him,
Him in the faraway land - in this desperate daybreak.
(Боже, ты дал мне голос,
Но не дал нужных слов.
Жить оставил,
Но отнял мою любовь -
Пусть так. Я - воск в Твоей руке.
Только не делай больно
Тому, кто вдалеке
От меня в этот вечер.)
В этот вечер
Просит странствия душа,
В этот вечер
Трудно помнить и дышать.
Что-то случилось, любимьй,
Но ты так далеко от меня
В этот вечер.
В терпкий вечер.
Tart evening.
How many have lived.
But this evening
Too empty and too quiet.
Something happened,
It seems to me with who
Far from me tonight.
God is angry!
You punished me cunningly:
Daily
Apocalypse metro.
And this city is a stranger, his faces
I'm hostile
His air is deadly
This evening.
Jesus, you gave me my high voice,
But I feel - my words are stray.
Left me alive, but you took my love away.
O'key, be it so, cause I'm clay in your hand.
Don't just you hurt him, don't you hurt him,
Him in the faraway land - in this desperate daybreak.
(God you gave me a voice
But he did not give the right words.
He left to live
But took my love away
So be it. I am the wax in Your hand.
Just don't hurt
To the one in the distance
From me tonight.)
This evening
Asks the wandering soul
This evening
It is hard to remember and breathe.
Something happened, love
But you are so far away from me
This evening.
On a tart evening.
How many have lived.
But this evening
Too empty and too quiet.
Something happened,
It seems to me with who
Far from me tonight.
God is angry!
You punished me cunningly:
Daily
Apocalypse metro.
And this city is a stranger, his faces
I'm hostile
His air is deadly
This evening.
Jesus, you gave me my high voice,
But I feel - my words are stray.
Left me alive, but you took my love away.
O'key, be it so, cause I'm clay in your hand.
Don't just you hurt him, don't you hurt him,
Him in the faraway land - in this desperate daybreak.
(God you gave me a voice
But he did not give the right words.
He left to live
But took my love away
So be it. I am the wax in Your hand.
Just don't hurt
To the one in the distance
From me tonight.)
This evening
Asks the wandering soul
This evening
It is hard to remember and breathe.
Something happened, love
But you are so far away from me
This evening.
On a tart evening.