Текст песни Моя умирающая невеста - For My Fallen Angel
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As I draw up my breath, And silver fills my eyes. I kiss her still, For she will never rise. On my weak body, Lays her dying hand. Through those meadows of Heaven, Where we ran. Like a thief in the night, The wind blows so light. It wars with my tears, That won't dry for many years. "Loves golden arrow At her should have fled, And not Deaths ebon dart To strike her dead." Покуда я еще могу дышать, И серебро заполняет мои глаза. Я целую ее все еще, Поскольку она никогда не поднимется. На мое слабое теле, Кладу ее умирающую руку. Через те луга Небес, Куда мы бежали. Как вор в ночи, Ветер дует так легко. Это войны с моими слезами, Которые не высохнут много лет. "Любви золотая стрела В нее должна была попасть, И не Смертельный дротик Ударить ее замертво." (by Eva) |
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As I draw up my breath,
And silver fills my eyes.
I kiss her still,
For she will never rise.
On my weak body,
Lays her dying hand.
Through those meadows of Heaven,
Where we ran.
Like a thief in the night,
The wind blows so light.
It wars with my tears,
That won't dry for many years.
"Loves golden arrow
At her should have fled,
And not deaths ebon dart
To strike her dead. "
As long as I can breathe
And silver fills my eyes.
I kiss her still
Because she will never rise.
On my weak body
I put her dying hand.
Through those meadows of Heaven
Where did we run.
Like a thief in the night
The wind is blowing so lightly.
This is a war with my tears
Which will not dry for many years.
"Love Golden Arrow
I had to get into it,
And not a deadly dart
Hit her dead. "
(by Eva)
