Текст песни Sting - Practical Arrangement
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ВЗАИМОВЫГОДНЫЙ КОМПРОМИСС Разве я прошу достать мне Луну с небес? Неужели и впрямь невозможно то, Что в скором времени мы могли бы Достичь определенного компромисса? Я ведь не прошу достать мне Луну с небес: Я всегда был реалистом, Когда и впрямь нет ничего большего, Чем простое изменение позиций... Жить под одной крышей, иметь Уютный дом, куда хочется вернуться... Мы могли бы поначалу спать в разных кроватях, Я мог бы спать один или учиться этому. Я не говорю о том, что мы обретем Вечный рай на земле. То есть, как часто такое случается нынче? Ответ: почти никогда. Но мы могли бы достичь компромисса, Взаимовыгодного компромисса, И ты могла бы научиться любить меня Однажды, со временем... Я не обещаю достать Луну с небес, Я не обещаю радуги — Лишь практичное решение Для одинокой жизни. Я мог бы стать отцом для твоего сына, Плечом, на которое ты могла бы опереться. Что плохого может быть в том, Чтобы стать моей женой? Жить под одной крышей, иметь Уютный дом, куда хочется вернуться... Тебе не пришлось бы готовить для меня, Тебе не пришлось бы даже учиться этому. Я не утверждаю, что эта затея Могла бы длиться вечно, Я не собираюсь тебя обманывать: Ты слишком умна. Но мы могли бы достичь компромисса, Взаимовыгодного компромисса, И ты могла бы научиться любить меня Однажды, со временем... Быть может, это не похоже на роман, О котором ты мечтала, Но ты могла бы научиться любить меня Однажды, со временем... Arthur Am I asking for the moon? Is it really so implausible? That you and I could soon, Come to some kind of arrangement? I'm not asking for the moon, I've always been a realist, When it's really nothing more, Than a simple rearrangement. With one roof above our heads, A warm house to return to, We could start with separate beds, I could sleep alone or learn to. I'm not suggesting that we'd find some earthly paradise forever, I mean how often does that happen now? The answer's probably never. But we could come to an arrangement, a practical arrangement, And you could learn to love me given time. Meg Well, I like my independence, I get by, I'm not greedy, Do you see yourself as Galahad, Do I really look that needy? I brought a child up on my own, Takes me all my strength to face him, The father upped and left me, And I'm not desperate to replace him. Tell me what kind of catch, Is a struggling single mother? I respect you and I like you, but I won't accept another Empty promise when some grey and stormy rain cloud hangs above me, When I've heard it all a hundred times from a man who said he loved me. But if we came to an arrangement, a practical arrangement, Then perhaps I'd learn to love you given time. Arthur I'm not promising the moon, I'm not promising a rainbow, Just a practical solution, To a solitary life. I'd be a father to your boy, A shoulder you could lean on, How bad could it be, To be my wife? With one roof above our heads, A warm house to return to, You wouldn't have to cook for me, You wouldn't have to learn to, I'm not suggesting that this proposition here could last forever, I've no intention of deceiving you, you're far too clever. But we could come to an arrangement, A practical arrangement, And perhaps you'd learn to love me given time. Arthur & Meg It may not be the romance that you had in mind, Arthur But you could learn to love me, Given time. Смотрите также:
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MUTUALLY BENEFICIAL COMPROMISE
Am I asking you to get me the moon from heaven?
Is it really impossible that
That soon we could
Achieve some compromise?
I'm not asking you to get me the moon from heaven:
I've always been realistic
When there really is nothing more
Than just changing positions ...
Live under one roof, have
A cozy house where you want to return ...
We could sleep in separate beds at first
I could sleep alone or study it.
I'm not talking about what we will gain
Eternal heaven on earth.
That is, how often does this happen today?
Answer: almost never.
But we could reach a compromise
A mutually beneficial compromise,
And you could learn to love me
One day, over time ...
I don't promise to get the moon from heaven
I do not promise a rainbow -
Only a practical solution
For a lonely life.
I could be a father to your son
A shoulder you could lean on.
What can be wrong
To be my wife?
Live under one roof, have
A cozy house where you want to return ...
You wouldn't have to cook for me
You wouldn't even have to learn this.
I do not claim that this idea
Could last forever
I'm not going to deceive you:
You are too smart.
But we could reach a compromise
A mutually beneficial compromise,
And you could learn to love me
One day, over time ...
Maybe it doesn't sound like a romance
That you dreamed about
But you could learn to love me
One day, over time ...
Arthur
Am I asking for the moon?
Is it really so implausible?
That you and I could soon,
Come to some kind of arrangement?
I'm not asking for the moon,
I've always been a realist,
When it's really nothing more,
Than a simple rearrangement.
With one roof above our heads,
A warm house to return to,
We could start with separate beds,
I could sleep alone or learn to.
I'm not suggesting that we'd find some earthly paradise forever,
I mean how often does that happen now? The answer's probably never.
But we could come to an arrangement, a practical arrangement,
And you could learn to love me given time.
Meg
Well, I like my independence,
I get by, I'm not greedy,
Do you see yourself as Galahad,
Do I really look that needy?
I brought a child up on my own,
Takes me all my strength to face him,
The father upped and left me,
And I'm not desperate to replace him.
Tell me what kind of catch,
Is a struggling single mother?
I respect you and I like you, but I won't accept another
Empty promise when some gray and stormy rain cloud hangs above me,
When I've heard it all a hundred times from a man who said he loved me.
But if we came to an arrangement, a practical arrangement,
Then perhaps I'd learn to love you given time.
Arthur
I'm not promising the moon,
I'm not promising a rainbow,
Just a practical solution,
To a solitary life.
I'd be a father to your boy,
A shoulder you could lean on,
How bad could it be,
To be my wife?
With one roof above our heads,
A warm house to return to,
You wouldn't have to cook for me,
You wouldn't have to learn to,
I'm not suggesting that this proposition here could last forever,
I've no intention of deceiving you, you're far too clever.
But we could come to an arrangement,
A practical arrangement,
And perhaps you'd learn to love me given time.
Arthur & Meg
It may not be the romance that you had in mind,
Arthur
But you could learn to love me,
Given time.
