Текст песни David Coverdale - Soldier Of Fortune
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I have often told you stories About the way I lived the life of a drifter Waiting for the day When I'd take your hand And sing you songs Then maybe you would say Come lay with me love me And I would surely stay Chorus: But I feel I'm growing older And the songs that I have sung Echo in the distance Like the sound Of a windmill goin' 'round I guess I'll always be... A soldier of fortune Many times I've been a traveller I looked for something new In days of old When nights were cold I wandered without you But those days I thought my eyes Had seen you standing near Though blindness is confusing It shows that you're not here ________________________ Я часто рассказывал тебе О моем пути, Как я жил жизнью бродяги В ожидании завтрашнего дня. Когда я держал тебя за руку и пел песни, Ты, возможно, попросила бы меня Прийти, остаться с тобой, И я бы, конечно, остался Но я чувствую, что становлюсь старше, И спетые мною песни - Лишь эхо вдалеке. Как звук ветряной мельницы, Видно, быть мне всегда Солдатом удачи Я много путешествовал, Искал что-то новое, Раньше, холодными ночами, Я думал о тебе В те дни я думал, что мои глаза Увидят тебя поблизости И, хотя вокруг тьма, Ясно, что тебя нет рядом И я чувствую, что становлюсь старше, И спетые мною песни - Лишь эхо вдалеке. Как звук ветряной мельницы, Видно, быть мне всегда Солдатом удачи Да, я слышу звук ветряной мельницы Видно, быть мне всегда Солдатом удачи Смотрите также:
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I have often told you stories
About the way
I lived the life of a drifter
Waiting for the day
When I'd take your hand
And sing you songs
Then maybe you would say
Come lay with me love me
And I would surely stay
Chorus:
But I feel I'm growing older
And the songs that I have sung
Echo in the distance
Like the sound
Of a windmill goin '' round
I guess I'll always be ...
A soldier of fortune
Many times I've been a traveller
I looked for something new
In days of old
When nights were cold
I wandered without you
But those days I thought my eyes
Had seen you standing near
Though blindness is confusing
It shows that you're not here
________________________
I have often told you
On my way ,
As I lived the life of a tramp
In anticipation of tomorrow.
When I held your hand and sang a song,
You probably would have asked me
Come stay with you,
And I would certainly stay
But I feel that getting older
And sing me a song -
An echo in the distance.
Like the sound of a windmill
Seen to be , I always
soldier of fortune
I traveled a lot ,
Looking for something new ,
Previously , on cold nights ,
I thought about you
In those days I thought my eyes
See you around
And, although the darkness around ,
Clearly, you're not around
And I feel that getting older
And sing me a song -
An echo in the distance.
Like the sound of a windmill
Seen to be , I always
soldier of fortune
Yes, I hear the sound of a windmill
Seen to be , I always
soldier of fortune
