Текст песни Pink Floyd 1987 A Momentary Lapse of Reason - 10.Sorrow
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Предвестье печали зависло над нами навек...
Клубы дыма взлетают и меркнут в ночи.
Человек все мечтает о поле взращённом,
Просыпается утром - и всё исчезает.
Он болен идеей забытого рая
Во всей красоте - ничего он не знает...
Он намертво скован цепями из стали!..
Нет, слабо, нет, слабо...
И кровь стынет в жилах, бурлит от отчаянья.
Его бросило в дрожь и вон из сознания
И хватка ослабла в решающий миг,
Шаги замедлились.
Один мир! Душа в нём!
Времени река течёт!
И он молвит реке о забытой любви
И тишина отвечает ему на призыв
Темнейшим потоком мрачного моря
Печальные связи - вот что это есть.
Ветер сдувает преграды во мраке
И пыль с глаз моих, слепящую их!..
Лишь в полном молчаньи слова звучат громче
Лишь те, что однажды мы не сдержали...
Sorrow
The sweet smell of a great sorrow lies over the land
Plumes of smoke rise and merge into the leaden sky:
A man lies and dreams of green fields and rivers,
But awakes to a morning with no reason for waking
He's haunted by the memory of a lost paradise
In his youth or a dream, he can't be precise
He's chained forever to a world that's departed
It's not enough, it's not enough
His blood has frozen & curdled with fright
His knees have trembled & given way in the night
His hand has weakened at the moment of truth
His step has faltered
One world, one soul
Time pass, the river rolls
And he talks to the river of lost love and dedication
And silent replies that swirl invitation
Flow dark and troubled to an oily sea
A grim intimation of what is to be
There's an unceasing wind that blows through this night
And there's dust in my eyes, that blinds my sight
And silence that speaks so much louder than words,
Of promises broken Transfer:
The foresight of the sadness hung over us forever ...
Smoke clubs take off and flashed in the night.
Man Everything dreams of the field as explored,
Wakes up in the morning - and everything disappears.
He is sick of the idea of forgotten
In all beauty - he does not know anything ...
He is tightly shaped with chains of steel! ..
No, weakly, no, weakly ...
And blood flows in the veins, boils from despair.
He was thrown in a shiver and out of consciousness
And the grip weakening to the decisive MIG,
Steps slowed down.
One world! Soul in it!
Time River flows!
And he picks up the river about the forgotten love
And silence responds to him
The dowless flow of the gloomy sea
Sad connections - that's what it is.
The wind blows off obstacles in the darkness
And dust from my eyes, blinding them! ..
Only in complete silence words sound louder
Only those that once we did not hold rest ...
Sorrow.
The Sweet Smell Of A Great Sorrow Lies Over The Land
Plumes of Smoke Rise and Merge Into The Leaden Sky:
A Man Lies and Dreams of Green Fields and Rivers,
But Awakes To A Morning With No Reason for Waking
He's Haunted by The Memory Of A Lost Paradise
In His Youth or A Dream, He Can't Be Precise
He's Chained Forever To A World That's Departed
IT'S NOT ENOUGH, IT'S NOT ENOUGH
His Blood Has Frozen & Curdled With Fright
HIS Knees Have Trembled & Given Way In The Night
His Hand Has Weakened At The Moment Of Truth
His Step Has Faltered
ONE WORLD, ONE SOUL
Time Pass, The River Rolls
AND HE TALKS TO THE RIVER OF LOST LOVE AND DEDICATION
And Silent Replies That Swirl Invitation
Flow Dark and Troubled to An Oily SEA
A grim intimation of what is to be
There's An Unceasing Wind That Blow Through This Night
AND THERE'S DUST IN MY EYES, THAT BLINDS MY SIGHT
And Silence That Speaks So Much Louder Than Words,
Of Promises Broken.
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