Текст песни Blindside - Across Waters Again
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Waiting... How can someone so close Be allowed to be so far away? Your red leaves fall in the evening, While I'm waking up to smog these days. You know how I love when the sun touch my skin, But I still miss your thoughts on rain. So come and save me over the thin phone line. One of those days, Where you learn to fly With broken wings; now My thoughts are on an airplane home, While my feet are still on the ground. Just one of those days, Where you learn to fly with broken wings. But you were never late To pick up the phone and call. Now it's fall and I miss Making love in the Sunday afternoon sunlight Wednesday, Thursday. One down, a billion to go With glasses foggy you're losing sight... So come and I'll save you over this thin phone line. One of those days, Where you learn to fly With broken wings; now My thoughts are on an airplane home, While my feet are still on the ground. Just one of those days, Where you learn to fly with broken wings. Ожидание... Как может кто-то настолько близкий Быть так далеко? Ты засыпаешь под красным листопадом, В то время как я пробуждаюсь в дымке тумана. Ты знаешь, как я люблю, когда солнце ласкает мою кожу, Но всё равно скучаю по твоим размышлениям о дожде. Так спаси меня по тонкой телефонной линии! Это один из тех дней, Когда ты учишься летать Со сломанными крыльями; В мыслях я на самолете домой, В то время как мои ноги всё ещё на земле. Это просто один из тех дней, Когда ты учишься летать со сломанными крыльями. Ты никогда не опаздывала Поднимать трубку и отвечать на звонок. Наступила осень, и я скучаю по Занятиям любовью в солнечном свете полудня воскресенья, Среды, четверга... Потерпел поражение один, на очереди - ещё миллиард. В запотевших очках ты ничего не видишь... Так приди, и я спасу тебя по этой тонкой телефонной линии. Это один из тех дней, Когда ты учишься летать Со сломанными крыльями; В мыслях я на самолете домой, В то время как мои ноги всё ещё на земле. Это просто один из тех дней, Когда ты учишься летать со сломанными крыльями. Смотрите также:
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Waiting ...
How can someone so close
Be allowed to be so far away?
Your red leaves fall in the evening,
While I'm waking up to smog these days.
You know how I love when the sun touch my skin,
But I still miss your thoughts on rain.
So come and save me over the thin phone line.
One of those days,
Where you learn to fly
With broken wings; now
My thoughts are on an airplane home,
While my feet are still on the ground.
Just one of those days,
Where you learn to fly with broken wings.
But you were never late
To pick up the phone and call.
Now it's fall and I miss
Making love in the Sunday afternoon sunlight
Wednesday, Thursday.
One down, a billion to go
With glasses foggy you're losing sight ...
So come and I'll save you over this thin phone line.
One of those days,
Where you learn to fly
With broken wings; now
My thoughts are on an airplane home,
While my feet are still on the ground.
Just one of those days,
Where you learn to fly with broken wings.
Waiting ...
How can someone so close
Being so far away?
You fall asleep under the red falling leaves ,
While I wake up in the mist .
You know how I love when the sun caresses my skin ,
But still miss your thoughts about the rain.
So save me a thin phone line !
This is one of those days
When you learn to fly
With broken wings ;
In my thoughts I have on the plane home
While my feet still on the ground .
It's just one of those days ,
When you learn to fly with broken wings .
You're never late
Pick up the phone and answer the call .
Autumn came , and I miss
Lovemaking in the sunshine Sunday afternoon ,
Wednesday, Thursday ...
Defeated one on stage - another billion .
In misted glasses you can not see ...
So come , and I will save you on this fine phone line.
This is one of those days
When you learn to fly
With broken wings ;
In my thoughts I have on the plane home
While my feet still on the ground .
It's just one of those days ,
When you learn to fly with broken wings .
