ДДТ - Mertvyi Gorod. Rozhdestvo - traduction des paroles en anglais

Paroles et traduction ДДТ - Mertvyi Gorod. Rozhdestvo




Mertvyi Gorod. Rozhdestvo
Dead City. Christmas
Ne najti mne otveta
I cannot find an answer
Tam gde puli vopros,
Where a bullet poses a question,
Gde kazhdyj shag-santimetr,
Where every step is a centimeter,
Vremya - pyat' papiros.
And time is just five cigarettes.
Mertvyj gorod horonit
The dead city buries
Svoi golosa.
Its own echoes.
Poteryalis' i brodyat
It has lost its way and wanders
Mezhdu sten nebesa.
Between walls of the sky.
Rozhdestvo nastupilo,
Christmas has arrived,
V podvale temno.
And it is dark in the basement.
Skol'ko dush pogubilo
How many souls have perished
Naprotiv okno?
In the window across?
Ya zabyl, chto v prirode
I forgot that there is something else left
Esche chto-to est'.
Out in the wilderness.
Shestogo prinyali rody
On the sixth, they celebrated the birth
Bez shesti minut shest'.
At six minutes to six.
Pripev: A nautro vypal sneg
Chorus: And the next morning snow fell
Posle dolgogo ognya
After long flames
Etot sneg ubil menya
This snow killed me
Pogasil korotkij vek
It snuffed out my short life
Ya nabral ego v ladon'
I cupped some in my hand
Splyunul (v) belyj gryaz' i pyl'
And spat it out as white dirt and dust
To li nebyl', to li byl',
I may not have existed, or I may have
To li vechnost', to li von'...
I may have been forever, or I may have been nothing...
Etot gorod razbilsya,
This city is destroyed,
No ne stal krestom,
But it has not become a cross,
Pavshij gorod napilsya
The fallen city has drunk
Zhizni pered postom.
Of life before Lent.
Zdes' kontuzhennye zvezdy
Here, wounded stars
Novyj zhdut Vifleem,
Are waiting for a new Bethlehem,
Na pelenke berezy
On a shroud of birch trees
Ruki nogi ne vsem.
Not everyone has arms and legs.
S rozhdestvom vas, zhelezo,
Merry Christmas, oh iron,
Povyazki ventsom.
Tourniquets for crowns.
Medsestra Mat' Tereza
Mother Teresa the nurse
S simpatichnym litsom.
With a pretty face.
Proshloj noch'yu, kak shoroh,
Last night, like a rustle,
Vspominalis' dni:
We remembered the past:
Kak Vy zadernuli shtory,
How you closed the curtains,
Kak Vy byli odni.
How you were alone.
Pripev.
Chorus.
Ne najti mne otveta
I cannot find an answer
Tam gde puli vopros,
Where a bullet poses a question,
Gde kazhdyj shag-santimetr,
Where every step is a centimeter,
Vremya- pyat' papiros.
And time is five cigarettes.
Mertvyj gorod s pustymi
The Dead City with empty
Glazami so mnoj.
Eyes with me.
Ya strelyal holostymi,
I fired blanks,
Ya vchera byl zhivoj...
Yesterday I was alive...






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