Текст и перевод песни Витас - Opera #1 (Asian version)

Opera #1 (Asian version)

Nam vsegda chego-to ne khvataet
Nam vsegda chego-to ne khvataet
I toska za serdtse nas khvataet,
Na vetru osennem nas shataet.
Nas chuzhaya radost napolnyaet,
Nas piry chuzhie raspalyayut
Budto solntsa na lesnoi polyane
Golovy sblizhaem nad stolami.
YA tebya khmel nuyu, kak razluku
Obnimu, voz mu tebya na ruk
YA tebya shal nuyu, slovno rugan
Ni vragu ni dam, ni dam ni drugu
Tak so mnoi sluchaet·sya nechasto,
Podaryu tebe kusochek schast ya.
Budesh slovno v oknakh svet kachat sya,
Motylki na svet tvoi budut mchat sya.

Opera #1 (Asian Version)

I always feel like something's missing,
There's always something that I lack,
And longing grips my heart so tightly,
The autumn wind makes me sway and crack.
The joy of others fills my being,
Their feasts ignite a burning fire,
Like sunshine on a forest clearing,
We gather close, heads bent, and higher.
I breathe you in, like a sweet farewell,
I'll hold you close, carry you in my arms,
I'll wrap you up, like a heated spell,
Neither friend nor foe can cause you harms.
This doesn't happen to me often,
A piece of happiness, to you I give,
You'll sway like light in windowpanes so soften,
Moths will dream of the light you live.