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Poets of the Fall - The Lie Eternal ( àëüáîì " Temple of Thought " 2012 ãîä ).

Äíåâíèê

Âîñêðåñåíüå, 11 Îêòÿáðÿ 2020 ã. 22:13 + â öèòàòíèê
Èçâå÷íàÿ ëîæü.


I'm here tonight, the passion of your life
Ñåãîäíÿ ÿ çäåñü, ñòðàñòü òâîåé æèçíè

To up the stakes, you will be like me in time
Ïîäíèìåì ñòàâêè, ñî âðåìåíåì òû ñòàíåøü ïîõîæåé íà ìåíÿ

So let me come inside your heart, your mind
Òàê ïîçâîëü ìíå âîéòè â òâî¸ ñåðäöå, òâîé ðàçóì

Hell, I dare you to see yourself in a different light
׸ðò, ÿ îñìåëþñü óâèäåòü òåáå, ñåáÿ â äðóãîì ñâåòå

Where my hungry desire finds oblivion
Ãäå ìî¸ ãîëîäíîå æåëàíèå íàõîäèò çàáâåíèå

In your embrace, all mistakes forgiven in your embrace
 òâîèõ îáúÿòüÿõ, âñå îøèáêè ïðîùàþòñÿ, â òâîèõ îáúÿòüÿõ

I'm here, I'm now, arrived
Ñåé÷àñ ÿ çäåñü, ïðèø¸ë

I fell in to your love, I fell in to your lie eternal
ß âëþáèëñÿ â òâîþ ëþáîâü, ïîãðóçèâøèñü â òâîþ âå÷íóþ ëîæü

I'm here, I'm now, survived
Ñåé÷àñ ÿ çäåñü, óöåëåë

I fell in to your love, I fell in to your lie
ß âëþáèëñÿ â òâîþ ëþáîâü, ïîãðóçèëñÿ â òâîþ ëîæü

You're my sweet trial
Òû ìî¸ ñëàäêîå èñïûòàíèå

All my vestiges of hope pin wishes upon this
Âñå ìîè îñòàòêè íàäåæäû, êðåïÿòñÿ íà ýòîì æåëàíèè

To prove I can be right for you and me
×òîáû äîêàçàòü, ÷òî ÿ ìîãó áûòü ïðàâèëüíûì äëÿ òåáÿ è ñåáÿ

This whole damn controversy will shift its course
Âñÿ ýòà ÷¸ðòîâà ïîëåìèêà èçìåíèò íàïðàâëåíèå

For better or for worse
Ê ëó÷øåìó èëè ê õóäøåìó

In your embrace, all illusions broken in your embrace
 òâîèõ îáúÿòüÿõ, âñå èëëþçèè ðàçáèòû, â òâîèõ îáúÿòüÿõ

I'm here, I'm now...
Ñåé÷àñ ÿ çäåñü...

If you didn't desire me, my world could never feel more surreal
Åñëè áû òû íå æåëàëà ìåíÿ, ìîé ìèð íå îùóùàë áû ñåáÿ áîëåå ñþððåàëèñòè÷íî

Cos it's only you can touch me deep enough to heal
Ïîòîìó ÷òî òîëüêî òû ìîæåøü ïðèêîñíóòüñÿ êî ìíå äîñòàòî÷íî ãëóáîêî, ÷òîáû èñöåëèòü

N' if you didn't inspire me, then on my knees I would fall like rain
Íåò, åñëè òû íå âäîõíîâèøü ìåíÿ, íà êîëåíêàõ, ÿ óïàäó äîæä¸ì

Cos it's only you can calm me with your touch
Ïîòîìó ÷òî òîëüêî òû ìîæåøü óñïîêîèòü ìåíÿ ñâîèì ïðèêîñíîâåíèåì

Your voice so softly whispering
Òâîé ãîëîñ òàê íåæíî øåï÷åò

I'm here, I'm now...
Ñåé÷àñ ÿ çäåñü...

* ïåðåâîä ìîé è Google / îðèãèíàëüíûé òåêñò ãðóïïû '' Poets of the fall ''.
Ðóáðèêè:  Òåêñòû ïåñåí POTF è ïåðåâîä/àëüáîì "Temple of Thought" 2012

Ìåòêè:  

Poets of the Fall - Morning Tide ( àëüáîì " Temple of Thought '' 2012 ãîä ).

Äíåâíèê

Ñóááîòà, 03 Îêòÿáðÿ 2020 ã. 08:27 + â öèòàòíèê
Óòðåííèé ïðèëèâ.

Rise with me now, and we'll walk to the shore
Ïîäíèìèñü ñî ìíîé ñåé÷àñ è ìû ïîéä¸ì íà áåðåã

We'll look over the waves to the break of day
Ìû áóäåì ñìîòðåòü íà âîëíû äî ðàññâåòà

I'll hold your hand, I'll hold you close
ß áóäó äåðæàòü òåáÿ çà ðóêó, â ñâîèõ îáúÿòüÿõ

I'll wipe away your tears, and no one will know
ß âûòðó òâîè ñë¸çû è íèêòî íå óçíàåò

On the morning tide
Ñ óòðåííèì ïðèëèâîì

We'll hoist the sails to brave the crashing waves
Ìû ïîäíèìåì ïàðóñà, ÷òîáû ñìåëî ïóñòèòüñÿ â ïëàâàíüå ñðåäè ãðîõî÷óùèõ âîëí

Won't you come with me and hear the ocean sigh
Ðàçâå òû íå ïîé䏸ü ñî ìíîé è íå óñëûøèøü âçäîõ îêåàíà

And if to its depths it called us by our names
À åñëè åãî ãëóáèíû äûøàò íàøèìè èìåíàìè

Won't you sail to the shore with me
Ðàçâå òû íå ïîäíèìåøü ïàðóñà, ÷òîáû ïëûòü ñî ìíîé ê áåðåãó

Come to me now, and together we'll go
Ïðèõîäè ñåé÷àñ è ìû ïîéä¸ì âìåñòå

Where the clearer winds blow, far and beyond
Ãäå äóþò áîëåå ïðîçðà÷íûå âåòðû, äàëåêî - äàëåêî

Leaving behind all our sorrow and pride
Îñòàâèâ ïîçàäè âñå íàøè ïå÷àëè è ãîðäûíþ

Kissing them goodbye, into another life
Öåëóÿ èõ íà ïðîùàíèå, â äðóãóþ æèçíü

On the morning tide...
Ñ óòðåííèì ïðèëèâîì ...

Won't you come with me
Òû íå ïîé䏸ü ñî ìíîé

Sail to the shore with me
Ïëûâè ñî ìíîé ê áåðåãó

Won't you come with me, come with me, come with me, sail
Ðàçâå òû íå ïîé䏸ü ñî ìíîé, ïîéä¸ì ñî ìíîé, ïîéä¸ì ñî ìíîé, ïëûâ¸ì

Love is still here
Ëþáîâü âñ¸ åù¸ çäåñü

Never will it leave
Íèêîãäà íå óéä¸ò

You're always with me, and I'm always with you
Òû âñåãäà ñî ìíîé è ÿ âñåãäà ñ òîáîé

On the morning tide...
Ñ óòðåííèì ïðèëèâîì...

*ïåðåâîä ìîé è Google / îðèãèíàëüíûé òåêñò ãðóïïû '' Poets of the Fall ''.
Ðóáðèêè:  Òåêñòû ïåñåí POTF è ïåðåâîä/àëüáîì "Temple of Thought" 2012

Ìåòêè:  

Poets Of The Fall - Skin ( àëüáîì " Temple of Thought " 2012 ãîä ).

Äíåâíèê

Ñðåäà, 30 Ñåíòÿáðÿ 2020 ã. 23:10 + â öèòàòíèê
Êîæà.

We made ourselves a home out of our dreams
Ìû ñäåëàëè ñåáå äîì èç íàøèõ ãð¸ç

Brought with us this love now bittersweet
Ñ íàøåé ëþáîâüþ, òåïåðü ãîðüêî-ñëàäêîé

And maybe I could say now that I always thought of you
È âîçìîæíî, ÿ ìîãó ñêàçàòü ñåé÷àñ, ÷òî âñåãäà äóìàë î òåáå

How you've run to walk with me your whole life through
Êàê òû ñîïðîâîæäàåøü ìåíÿ âñþ ñâîþ æèçíü

And I know, we go deeper than skin
È ÿ çíàþ, ÷òî ìû íåìíîãî áîëüøå, ÷åì âèäíî íà ïîâåðõíîñòè

But what lies within is still deeper than we know
Íî òî, ÷òî âíóòðè, ïóñòèëî êîðíè ãëóáæå, ÷åì ìû äóìàåì

And for all this pantomime, you should see the state I'm in
È äëÿ âñåé ýòîé ïàíòîìèìû, òû äîëæíà óâèäåòü, â êàêîì ÿ ñîñòîÿíèè

I couldn't heal myself with time alone
ß íå ñìîã èçëå÷èòü ñåáÿ îäèíî÷åñòâîì

I have you tattooed on my skin
ß ñäåëàë òàòóèðîâêó

This house is full of stories we both told
Ýòîò äîì ïîëîí èñòîðèé, êîòîðûå ìû îáà ðàññêàçàëè

These rooms their very stage where they'd unfold
Ýòè êîìíàòû - èõ ñöåíà, ãäå îíè ðàçâîðà÷èâàëèñü

These walls they whisper secrets and memories thereof
Ýòè ñòåíû, îíè øåï÷óò ñåêðåòû è âîñïîìèíàíèÿ î íèõ

But this door no longer leads us to that love
Íî ýòà äâåðü áîëüøå íå âåä¸ò íàñ ê ýòîé ëþáâè

Yeah, I know, we go deeper than skin
Äà, ÿ çíàþ, ÷òî ìû íåìíîãî áîëüøå, ÷åì âèäíî íà ïîâåðõíîñòè

But what lies within is still deeper than we know
Íî òî, ÷òî âíóòðè, ïóñòèëî êîðíè ãëóáæå, ÷åì ìû äóìàåì

And for all this pantomime...
È äëÿ âñåé ýòîé ïàíòîìèìû...

All I ever wanted was to hold you
Âñ¸, ÷òî ÿ êîãäà - ëèáî õîòåë, ýòî îáíÿòü òåáÿ

What can I do now to make things new
×òî ÿ ìîãó ñåé÷àñ ñäåëàòü äðóãîãî ?

I ain't trying to write you into a song
ß íå ïûòàþñü çàïèñàòü òåáÿ â ïåñíþ

Cos you're too sacred and I would feel wrong
Ïîòîìó ÷òî òû ñëèøêîì âàæíà è ÿ áóäó ÷óâñòâîâàòü ñåáÿ íå êîìôîðòíî

But what irony life holds, I was finally ready to meet you halfway
Íî êàêîâà èðîíèÿ, ÿ íàêîíåö áûë ãîòîâ ê íàøåé âñòðå÷å

You turned and walked away
Òû îòâåðíóëàñü è óøëà

And for all this pantomime...
È äëÿ âñåé ýòîé ïàíòîìèìû...

* Ïåðåâîä ìîé è Google / îðèãèíàëüíûé òåêñò ãðóïïû '' Poets of the fall ''
* È òåêñò ãðóñòíûé, è ìåëîäèÿ ãðóñòíàÿ è Ìàðêî òîæå, ãðóñòíûé â ýòîì èñïîëíåíèè.
Ðóáðèêè:  Òåêñòû ïåñåí POTF è ïåðåâîä/àëüáîì "Temple of Thought" 2012

Ìåòêè:  

Poets of the fall - Running out of time ( àëüáîì " Temple of Thought " 2012 ãîä ).

Äíåâíèê

Ïîíåäåëüíèê, 28 Ñåíòÿáðÿ 2020 ã. 22:47 + â öèòàòíèê
Óáåãàþùåå âðåìÿ.

Here's my confession, cos I can't keep it in me
Ýòî ìî¸ ïðèçíàíèå, ïîòîìó ÷òî ÿ íå ìîãó äåðæàòü ýòî â ñåáå

And you know I'm breathless as I come undone
È òû çíàåøü, ÷òî ó ìåíÿ ïåðåõâàòûâàåò äûõàíèå, êîãäà ïðèõîæó èñïðàâèòü

Undone before you
Ïðåæäå, ÷åì òû ñîâåðøèøü íåïîïðàâèìîå

Loving every heartache, revel in every twisting turn
Ëþáÿ ñàìî ñòðàäàíèå, íàñëàæäàÿñü êàæäûì ïîâîðîòîì

I can feel your wisdom burn in me like a second sun
ß ìîãó îùóùàòü, ÷òî òâîÿ òî÷êà çðåíèÿ ãîðèò âî ìíå,ñëîâíî ìèíóòû çàêàòíîãî ñîëíöà

Please forgive me, I can't lay down to waste mine
Ïîæàëóéñòà, ïðîñòè ìåíÿ, ÿ íå ìîãó îòëîæèòü ýòî, ÷òîáû ïîòåðÿòü

Going crazy running out of...
Ñîéòè ñ óìà...

Why's it feel, like it kills, when you're leaving me
Ïî÷åìó âîçíèêàþò ýòè óáèâàþùèå îùóùåíèÿ, êîãäà òû ïîêèäàåøü ìåíÿ

Am I still hanging on to the ends of yesterday in me
È ÿ âñ¸ åù¸ öåïëÿþñü çà â÷åðàøíèé äåíü ?

When I was crying for my fears, bitter tears
Êîãäà ÿ ãîðüêî ïëàêàë èç-çà ñâîèõ ñòðàõîâ

But you made me see we're crazy running
Íî òû çàñòàâèëà ìåíÿ óâèäåòü, ÷òî ìû áåçóìöû â ýòîì çàáåãå

Crazy running like we're running out of time
Áåçóìíûé áåã, ñëîâíî íàøå âðåìÿ ñêîðî ðàñòâîðèòñÿ

Take my aggression as a gift to show us what we need to change
Âîñïðèíèìàé ìîþ àãðåññèþ, ñëîâíî ïîäàðîê, ïîêàæè ýòèì, ÷òî íàì íåîáõîäèìî èçìåíèòüñÿ

The thoughts we need to rearrange
Ìûñëè, êîòîðûå íóæíî ïîìåíÿòü

Cos we're alright now
Ïîòîìó ÷òî òåïåðü ìû â ïîðÿäêå

Here's my confession, though I don't bow to authority
Ýòî ìî¸ ïðèçíàíèå, õîòü ÿ è íå ïîäàþñü âëèÿíèþ

Right and wrong are my left and right
Ïðàâèëüíî è íåïðàâèëüíî, ìîè óéòè è èñïðàâèòü

And this feels like we're crazy running like we're running out of time
Ýòî êàê áóäòî, ìû áåçóìíû â ýòîì çàáåãå, ñëîâíî íàøå âðåìÿ çàêàí÷èâàåòñÿ

Forgive me I can't lay down waiting
Ïðîñòè ìåíÿ, ÿ íå ìîãó æäàòü

Why's it feel, like it kills, you're not leaving me
Ïî÷åìó âîçíèêàþò ýòè óáèâàþùèå îùóùåíèÿ, êîãäà òû íå ïîêèäàåøü ìåíÿ

Am I still hanging on to the ends of yesterday in me
È ÿ âñ¸ åù¸ öåïëÿþñü çà â÷åðàøíèé äåíü ?

Still defining all my fears, bitter tears
Âñ¸ åù¸ îïðåäåëÿÿ âñ¸ ìîè ñòðàõè, ãîðüêèìè ñëåçàìè

You can make me see we're crazy running
Òû ìîæåøü çàñòàâèòü óâèäåòü, ÷òî ìû áåçóìíû â ýòîì çàáåãå

Crazy running like we're running out of time
Ñóìàñøåñòâèå, ñëîâíî íàøå âðåìÿ ïî÷òè çàêîí÷èëîñü

Why's it feel, like it kills, you're not leaving me
Ïî÷åìó âîçíèêàþò ýòè óáèâàþùèå îùóùåíèÿ, êîãäà òû íå ïîêèäàåøü ìåíÿ

Am I still hanging on to the ends of yesterday in me
È ÿ âñ¸ åù¸ öåïëÿþñü çà â÷åðàøíèé äåíü ?

When I was crying for my fears, bitter tears
Êîãäà ÿ ãîðüêî ïëàêàë èç-çà ñâîèõ ñòðàõîâ

But you made me see we're crazy running
Íî òû çàñòàâèëà ìåíÿ óâèäåòü, ÷òî ìû áåçóìöû â ýòîì çàáåãå

Crazy running like we're running out of time
Áåçóìíûé áåã, ñëîâíî íàøå âðåìÿ ñêîðî ðàñòâîðèòüñÿ

* ïåðåâîä ìîé è Google / îðèãèíàëüíûé òåêñò ãðóïïû '' Poets of the Fall ''.
Ðóáðèêè:  Òåêñòû ïåñåí POTF è ïåðåâîä/àëüáîì "Temple of Thought" 2012

Ìåòêè:  

Poets of the Fall - The Ballad of Jeremiah Peacekeeper ( àëüáîì " Temple of Thought " 2012 ãîä ).

Äíåâíèê

Ïÿòíèöà, 04 Ñåíòÿáðÿ 2020 ã. 22:04 + â öèòàòíèê
Áàëëàäà î Äæåðåìàéå õðàíèòåëå ìèðà.


He stares out the window, blank as a canvas
Îí ñìîòðèò â îêíî, ÷èñòûé, ñëîâíî õîëñò

Made up in the sunlight and swirling smoke and ash
Ïðèäóìàííûé â ñîëíå÷íîì ñâåòå è âèõðå äûìà è ïåïëà

He waits for a breath
Îí æä¸ò, ÷òîáû ñäåëàòü âäîõ

Now, taking his time, he sees an eternity in a blink of an eye
È îòíûíå, ïðèíÿâ ñåáÿ, îí âèäèò âå÷íîñòü â êàæäîì ìãíîâåíèè

And for him this life is made of time and choices
À äëÿ íåãî ýòà æèçíü ñäåëàíà èç ìîìåíòîâ è ðåøåíèé

And endless blend of vistas painted bright with memories
È áåñêîíå÷íîé ñìåñè ïåðñïåêòèâ, îêðàøåííûõ ÿðêèìè âîñïîìèíàíèÿìè

The here and now will bow to him to only serve one purpose
Çäåñü è ñåé÷àñ ïðåêëîíÿòñÿ ïåðåä íèì, ñëóæà îäíîé öåëè

To keep your peace
×òîáû ñîõðàíèòü òâîé ïîêîé

He takes on the world all in a stride, and your wounds will be his scars
Îí áåð¸ò íà ñåáÿ âåñü ìèð è òâîè ðàíû áóäóò åãî øðàìàìè

So won't you remember when the night comes
Ïîýòîìó êîãäà ïðèä¸ò íî÷ü, òû íè÷åãî íå áóäåøü ïîìíèòü

He will need your open arms
Åìó ïîíàäîáÿòñÿ òâîè îáúÿòüÿ

For to be invincible, he needs your love
×òîáû áûòü íåóÿçâèìûì, åìó íóæíà òâîÿ ëþáîâü

He stands in the doorway, quiet like yesterday
Îí ñòîèò â äâåðÿõ, òèõèé, ñëîâíî óøåäøèé äåíü

With forgotten thoughts become a mystery and nightmares locked away
Ñ çàáûòûìè ìûñëÿìè, êîòîðûå ñíîâà ñòàíîâÿòñÿ òàéíîé è çàïåðòûìè íî÷íûìè êîøìàðàìè

He looks like a gunman, but his view is much too wide
Îí ïîõîæ íà ïðåñòóïíèêà, íî ñ øèðîêèìè âçãëÿäàìè

For such a solution, so he fights without a six gun on his side
Ðàäè òàêîãî óðåãóëèðîâàíèÿ, îí ñðàæàëñÿ áåçîðóæíûì

And all the while his stars and moon shine brightly
È âñ¸ ýòî âðåìÿ åãî çâ¸çäû è ëóíà ÿðêî ñèÿþò

Outside the desert wails a curse of rage and jealousy
Çà ïðåäåëàìè æå ïóñòûíè ñòîíóò ïðîêëÿòèÿ çëîñòè è ðåâíîñòè

And yet tomorrow comes along and shifts to serve his purpose
È âñ¸ æå çàâòðà íàñòóïàåò è èçìåíÿåòñÿ, ñëóæà åãî öåëè

To keep your peace
×òîáû ñîõðàíèòü òâîé ïîêîé

He takes on the world all in a stride...
Îí áåð¸ò íà ñåáÿ âåñü ìèð...

* Ïåðåâîä ìîé è Google / îðèãèíàëüíûé òåêñò ãðóïïû '' Poets of the Fall ''.
Ðóáðèêè:  Òåêñòû ïåñåí POTF è ïåðåâîä/àëüáîì "Temple of Thought" 2012

Ìåòêè:  

POTF - The Happy Song (àëüáîì "Temple of Thought" 2012 )

Äíåâíèê

Ïîíåäåëüíèê, 02 Àïðåëÿ 2018 ã. 02:05 + â öèòàòíèê
Ñ÷àñòëèâàÿ ïåñíÿ .

You knew I’m a psycho
Òû çíàëà , ÷òî ÿ ïñèõ

I told you I’m a psycho
ß ñêàçàë òåáå , ÷òî ÿ ïñèõ

Cos really I’m a psycho, psycho, psycho
Ïîòîìó ÷òî ÿ ïñèõ , ïñèõ , ïñèõ

Violent schizophrenia
Íåèñòîâàÿ øèçîôðåíèÿ

You know I’m gonna get ya
Òû çíàåøü , ÷òî ÿ ïîëó÷ó òåáÿ

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Ìåòêè:  

POTF - Show me this life (àëüáîì "Temple of Thought" 2012).

Äíåâíèê

×åòâåðã, 01 Ìàðòà 2018 ã. 03:24 + â öèòàòíèê
Ïîêàæè ìíå ýòó æèçíü .

I’m just looking to live to learn how to live
ß ëèøü õî÷ó , ïðîñòî íàó÷èòüñÿ æèòü

Slowly starting to see it’s me I will need to forgive
Ïîñòåïåííî íà÷èíàòü ïîíèìàòü , ÷òî ýòî ÿ , ìíå íóæíî ïðîñòèòü

Cos it seems like I’m stuck here between
Ïîòîìó ÷òî òàêîå îùóùåíèå , ÷òî ÿ çàñòðÿë çäåñü ìåæäó

What I know and what I cannot know now
×òî ÿ çíàþ è ÷òî ÿ ñåé÷àñ íå ìîãó çíàòü .

With too many choices of which way to go
Ñ êàêèì-òî îãðîìíûì êîëè÷åñòâîì âàðèàíòîâ êóäà íàì èäòè ,

Insight’s a no show
Áåç âñÿêîãî ïðåäñòàâëåíèÿ .

I don’t need a miracle, I’m much more predictable
ß íå íóæäàþñü â ÷óäå , ÿ ñëèøêîì ïðåäñêàçóåì

I just need you to show me this life
Ìíå ïðîñòî íóæíî , ÷òîáû òû ïîêàçàëà ìíå ýòó æèçíü .

And if you ain’t too critical, we could be something beautiful
È åñëè òû íå ñëèøêîì ðàçáîð÷èâà , ìû ìîãëè áû ñòàòü íå÷òî ïðåêðàñíûì .

I just need you to show me this life
Ìíå ïðîñòî íóæíî , ÷òîáû òû ïîêàçàëà ìíå ýòó æèçíü .

Take me home tonight
Ýòîé íî÷üþ , îòâåçè ìåíÿ äîìîé

Just a fantasy away, your naked love laid next to me
Áåç âñÿêîé ôàíòàçèè , òâîÿ îáíàæ¸ííàÿ ñòðàñòü ëåæèò îêîëî ìåíÿ ,

My extacy
Ìî¸ ýêñòàçè .

If I can’t decide to opt for my choice
Îòäàé ïðåäïî÷òåíèå ìîåìó âûáîðó , åñëè ÿ íå ñìîãó îïðåäåëèòüñÿ

Does it mean I’m replacing, erasing your beautiful voice
Ñòèðàÿ òâîé ïðåêðàñíûé ãîëîñ , îçíà÷àåò ëè ýòî çàìåíó ?

So every time you would tell me a lie, I could happily take it
Âñÿêèé ðàç , êîãäà áû òû ëãàëà ìíå , ïîëàãàþ , ÿ áûë áû ñ÷àñòëèâ

If all revelations would idly flow by, I wouldn’t even fake it
È åñëè âñå îòêðîâåíèÿ , ïðèâåëè áû ê ïðîâàëó , ÿ áû äàæå íå ïðèòâîðÿëñÿ .

I don’t need a miracle…
ß íå íóæäàþñü â ÷óäå ...

Just a fantasy away…
Áåç âñÿêîé ôàíòàçèè ...

I thought I’d see it for myself
ß äóìàë , ÷òî óâèæó ýòî ñâîèìè ãëàçàìè

But this life ain’t, it ain’t for me alone
Îäíàêî òàêàÿ æèçíü , âåðíî íå äëÿ ìåíÿ

And here I thought I could keep it for myself
À ÿ äóìàë , ÷òî ìîãó îñòàâèòü å¸ ñåáå .

But you can slice the light right off my sun
Íî òû ìîæåøü ñðåçàòü ñâåò , ïðÿìî ñ ìîåãî ñîëíöà

With your razorblade caress of love
Ñâîèìè óáèéñòâåííûìè ëþáîâíûìè ëàñêàìè .

I don’t need a miracle…
ß íå íóæäàþñü â ÷óäå ...

Just a fantasy away…
Áåç âñÿêîé ôàíòàçèè ...

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Ðóáðèêè:  Òåêñòû ïåñåí POTF è ïåðåâîä/àëüáîì "Temple of Thought" 2012

Ìåòêè:  

POTF - Kamikaze Love (àëüáîì "Temple of Thought" 2012 ).

Äíåâíèê

×åòâåðã, 18 ßíâàðÿ 2018 ã. 02:56 + â öèòàòíèê
Ñàìîóáèéñòâåííàÿ ëþáîâü .

Here I go again rushing headlong without a second thought
È âîò ÿ çäåñü , îïÿòü òîðîïëþñü , áåç âñÿêèõ ìûñëåé

Out where reality awaits, I choose to fantasize
Òàì ïîäæèäàåò ðåàëüíîñòü , ïðåäïî÷òó ôàíòàçèðîâàòü

And I build myself another piece of this memory estate
È ñàì ñòðîþ åù¸ îäèí êóñî÷åê ñîáñòâåííîé ïàìÿòè ,

But I can’t find the key to walk inside my own lies
Íî ÿ íå ìîãó íàéòè êëþ÷ , ÷òîáû âîéòè íà òåððèòîðèþ ñîáñòâåííîé ëæè .

Hell, the way you walked in, I would kiss the earth beneath your feet
׸ðò , òî , êàê òû âîøëà , ÿ áû ïîöåëîâàë çåìëþ ïîä òâîèìè íîãàìè .

Take me where the angels fall
Âîçüìè ìåíÿ òóäà , ãäå ïàäàþò àíãåëû

You take it all
Òû âîñïðèíèìàåøü âñ¸ ýòî

You give no quarter for my love
Òû äàøü íå áîëüøå ÷åòâåðòàêà , çà ìîþ ëþáîâü

You raise me high to tear me down
Òû ïîäíèìåøü ìåíÿ âûñîêî , ÷òîáû óíèçèòü .

Leaves you reeling, feels like stealing
Îñòàâëÿþ òåáÿ ïîòðÿñ¸ííîé , ñ îùóùåíèåì êðàæè

Frantic moments of kamikaze love
Îò÷àÿííûå ìîìåíòû ñàìîóáèéñòâåííîé ëþáâè .

What you live and breath is why you’re dying, I can see it in your eyes
×åì òû æèâ¸øü è äûøèøü , è îò÷åãî óìèðàåøü , ÿ ìîãó âèäåòü â òâîèõ ãëàçàõ .

It burns, but the waters will not flow, and we watch it all burn down
Ýòî ãîðèò , íî âîäû íå âûòåêàþò , à ìû ñìîòðèì , êàê âñ¸ ñãîðàåò

Just to pry ourselves another piece of this memory estate
Ïðîñòî ðàäè ñâîåãî ëþáîïûòñòâà è åù¸ îäíîãî êóñî÷êà ñîáñòâåííîé ïàìÿòè ,

But we can’t find the key to unlock its doors for our souls
Íî ìû íå ìîæåì íàéòè êëþ÷ , ÷òîáû îòêðûòü äâåðè â íàøè äóøè .

Hell, the way you walked in, I would kiss the earth beneath your feet
׸ðò , òî , êàê òû âîøëà , ÿ áû ïîöåëîâàë çåìëþ ïîä òâîèìè íîãàìè .

Take me where the angels fall…
Âîçüìè ìåíÿ òóäà , ãäå ïàäàþò àíãåëû ...

Broken phrases, distorted faces
Ëîìàíûå ôðàçû , èñêàæ¸ííûå ëèöà

Misunderstanding standing in between
Ñòîÿò ìåæäó íåïîíèìàíèåì .

These stolen moments hijack my love
Ýòè ïðîæèòûå ìîìåíòû ãðàáÿò ìîþ ëþáîâü ,

Miss Understanding grinning through her teeth
Ìèññ Ðàçóì óñìåõàåòñÿ ñêâîçü çóáû .

Take me where the angels fall…
Âîçüìè ìåíÿ òóäà , ãäå ïàäàþ àíãåëû ...

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ïåðåâîä ìîé è Google/îðèãèíàëüíûé òåêñò ãðóïïû "POTF"
Ðóáðèêè:  Òåêñòû ïåñåí POTF è ïåðåâîä/àëüáîì "Temple of Thought" 2012

Ìåòêè:  

POTF - The Distance (àëüáîì " Temple of Thought " 2012).

Äíåâíèê

Ïÿòíèöà, 05 ßíâàðÿ 2018 ã. 01:53 + â öèòàòíèê
Ðàññòîÿíèå .


Is this really how quickly it goes away
Ýòî ïðàâäà , êàê áûñòðî ëåòèò âðåìÿ

I can’t feel my emotions arrive today
Ñåé÷àñ , ÿ áîëüøå íå ÷óâñòâóþ , â êàêîì ñîñòîÿíèè ïðèáûâàþò ìîè ýìîöèè

Cos I still love how you say my name
Ïîòîìó ÷òî ÿ ïî-ïðåæíåìó ëþáëþ , êàê òû ïðîèçíîñèøü ìî¸ èìÿ

I still taste you kissing my pain away
ß âñ¸ åù¸ ÷óâñòâóþ , êàê òû öåëóåøü ìåíÿ îò áîëè

Still see your tears through the rain
Ïî - ïðåæíåìó âèäèøü ñâîè ñë¸çû ïîñðåäñòâîì äîæäÿ .

These burning sensations sustain
Èñïûòàé ÷òî-òî îáæèãàþùåå .

Feel the distance bring us closer
Ïî÷óâñòâóé , êàê ðàññòîÿíèå ñáëèæàåò íàñ

Water would cool and soothe my pain
Âîäà îñòûíåò è óéì¸ò ìîþ áîëü .

If we could touch now, just hold on now
Åñëè áû ìû ìîãëè ñåé÷àñ ïðèêàñàòüñÿ , ïðîñòî ñåé÷àñ òåðïè .

Bridges would never burn again
Åù¸ ðàç ìîñòû íèêîãäà íå áóäóò ãîðåòü .

I’ve seen this yearning take on a frightening form
ß âèäåë , æåëàíèå âîñïîëüçîâàòüñÿ ïðèîáðåòàåò ñòðàøíóþ ôîðìó .

The memory of you will make sure my past lingers on
Ïàìÿòü î òåáå ïðîñëåäèò , ÷òîáû ìî¸ ïðîøëîå çàäåðæàëîñü

And I still love how you say my name
È ÿ ïî-ïðåæíåìó ëþáëþ , êàê òû ïðîèçíîñèøü ìî¸ èìÿ

I still taste you kissing my pain away
ß âñ¸ åù¸ ÷óâñòâóþ , êàê òû öåëóåøü ìåíÿ îò áîëè

Still see your tears through the rain
Ïî - ïðåæíåìó âèäèøü ñâîè ñë¸çû ïîñðåäñòâîì äîæäÿ

These burning sensations sustain
Èñïûòàé ÷òî-òî îáæèãàþùåå

Feel the distance…
Ïî÷óâñòâóþ ðàññòîÿíèå ...

Don’t you worry
Íå âîëíóéñÿ

There’ll be a time when our hearts beat the same
Åù¸ áóäåò âðåìÿ , êîãäà íàøè ñåðäöà áóäóò áèòüñÿ â óíèñîí

Let life carry
Ïóñòü æèçíü ïðîäîëæàåòñÿ

Across the distance I still see your flame
×åðåç ðàññòîÿíèå , ÿ ïî-ïðåæíåìó âèæó òâîþ ñòðàñòü

Don’t you worry
Íå âîëíóéñÿ

There’ll be a time when out hearts beat the same
Åù¸ áóäåò âðåìÿ , êîãäà íàøè ñåðäöà áóäóò áèòüñÿ â óíèñîí

Let life carry
Ïóñòü æèçíü ïðîäîëæàåòñÿ

Still love how you say my name
Ïî - ïðåæíåìó ëþáëþ , êàê òû ïðîèçíîñèøü ìî¸ èìÿ

I still taste you kissing my pain away
ß âñ¸ åù¸ ÷óâñòâóþ , êàê òû öåëóåøü ìåíÿ îò áîëè

Still see your tears through the rain
Ïî - ïðåæíåìó âèäèøü ñâîè ñë¸çû ïîñðåäñòâîì äîæäÿ

These burning sensations sustain
Èñïûòàé ÷òî-òî îáæèãàþùåå

Feel the distance…
Ïî÷óâñòâóé ðàññòîÿíèå ...

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Ðóáðèêè:  Òåêñòû ïåñåí POTF è ïåðåâîä/àëüáîì "Temple of Thought" 2012

Ìåòêè:  

POTF - SIGNS OF LIFE (àëüáîì "TEMPLE OF THOUGHT" 2012).

Äíåâíèê

×åòâåðã, 16 Íîÿáðÿ 2017 ã. 03:33 + â öèòàòíèê
Ïðèçíàêè æèçíè.

She stands by the corner shop
Îíà ñòîèò ó óãëîâîãî ìàãàçèíà

At the edge of a rainbow she thought the solution
Íà êðàþ ðàäóãè , îíà ïîäóìàëà , ÷òî ðåøåíèå

Someone painted on the wall
Êåì-òî áûëî íàðèñîâàíî íà ñòåíå.

He writes in his daily journal
Îí ïèøåò â ñâî¸ì åæåäíåâíîì æóðíàëå

Eyes blindfolded, gathering pieces
Çàêðûòûìè ãëàçàìè , ñîáèðàåò êóñî÷êè,

With no direction to go anymore
Áåç âñÿêèõ îðèåíòèðîâ.

When what’s real becomes just another source of hurt
Ãäå ðåàëüíîñòü , ïðîñòî åù¸ îäèí èñòî÷íèê áîëè

And when meaning’s gone from every word
È ãäå èç êàæäîãî ñëîâà ïðîïàë ñìûñë.

Signs of life color your skin
Ïðèçíàêè æèçíè - öâåò âàøåé êîæè

Emotions within show you the fast lane to your love
Âíóòðåííèå ýìîöèè ïîêàçûâàþò âàì áûñòðûé ïóòü ê ëþáâè

When love is a kiss of terminal bliss, designed to erase all
Êîãäà ëþáîâü - ýòî ïîöåëóé âûñøåé ñòåïåíè áëàæåíñòâà , ïðåäíàçíà÷åííûå ñòåðåòü âñ¸.

Signs of life from the smile on your face to the lines you rephrase
Ïðèçíàêè æèçíè , îò óëûáêè íà âàøåì ëèöå äî âàøåé ïåðåñêàçàííîé ðîëè

Will always guide you to your love
Áóäåò âñåãäà íàïðàâëÿòü âàñ ê ëþáâè

Your love is a kiss, my undying wish, designed to retrace the signs of life
Âàøà ëþáîâü ýòî ïîöåëóé , ìîé âå÷íûé ïðåäìåò æåëàíèÿ, ïðåäíàçíà÷åíû äëÿ âîññòàíîâëåíèÿ ïðèçíàêîâ æèçíè.

She disguises herself in her New York fashion
Îíà ïåðåîäåâàåòñÿ â ñâîé íüþ-éîðêñêèé ñòèëü

To find her passion she lights her beacon
Îíà çàæèãàåò ñâîé ìàÿê, ÷òîáû îáíàðóæèòü å¸ ñòðàñòíîñòü

High on coffee shop produce
Ïîäãîòîâêà íà âèäíîì ìåñòå â êàôåøêå

And he still picks his trains by chance
À îí âñ¸ ðàâíî , ïîåçäà âûáèðàåò ñëó÷àéíî

Chooses opinions to fit his circumstance
Âûáèðàåò ìíåíèÿ , ÷òîáû ñîîòâåòñòâîâàëî îáñòîÿòåëüñòâàì

To find something he can use
×òîáû íàéòè íå÷òî îñîáåííîå , ÷òî îí ìîæåò èñïîëüçîâàòü.

When you’re free to choose, but the choices leave you lost
Êîãäà âû ñâîáîäíû â âûáîðå , íî ðåøåíèÿ îñòàâëÿþò âàñ â ïðîèãðûøå

When you feel you paid way more than it should cost
Êîãäà âû ÷óâñòâóåòå , ÷òî çàïëàòèëè áîëüøå íàçíà÷åííîé öåíû .

Signs of life…
Ïðèçíàêè æèçíè ...

If you feel you’ve exhausted all your options
Åñëè âû ÷óâñòâóåòå , ÷òî èñ÷åðïàëè âñå ñâîè âàðèàíòû

And if you still find yourself with nothing to believe in
È åñëè òû åù¸ â ïîèñêå , ñ ïóñòûìè ðóêàìè , ïîâåðü

Free your mind and you will see
Îñâîáîäè ñâîé ðàçóì è òû óâèäèøü

Signs of life…
Ïðèçíàêè æèçíè ...

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Ïåðåâîä ìîé è Google/ îðèãèíàëüíûé òåêñò ãðóïïû "POTF"
Ðóáðèêè:  Òåêñòû ïåñåí POTF è ïåðåâîä/àëüáîì "Temple of Thought" 2012

Ìåòêè:  

POTF -TEMPLE OF THOUGHT( àëüáîì " Temple of Thought" 2012).

Äíåâíèê

Ïÿòíèöà, 10 Íîÿáðÿ 2017 ã. 03:04 + â öèòàòíèê
Õðàì ìûñëè .

Chills, chills come racing down my spine like a storm on my skin
Äðîæü,äðîæü ì÷èòñÿ ïî ìîåé ñïèíå , ñëîâíî øòîðì, ïî ìîåé êîæå

With shaking hands, I’ll guide your sweet soul into mine
Ðóêîïîæàòèå , ÿ ïîâåäó òâîþ ìèëóþ äóøó ê ñåáå

Until I feel you within
Ïîêà ÿ ÷óâñòâóþ òåáÿ âíóòðè.

And I know, I know that it’s all about understanding
È ÿ çíàþ , ÿ çíàþ , ÷òî âñ¸ äåëî âî âçàèìîïîíèìàíèè

Am I hidden inside your beautiful soul as it’s crying
ß ñêðûò â òâî¸ì ïðåêðàñíîì ñåðäöå , êîãäà ïëà÷åøü

For love to conquer the day slowly dawning
Ðàäè ëþáâè çàâîåâàòü äåíü ìåäëåííîãî ðàññâåòà

I want you to know you’re the heart of my temple of thought
ß õî÷ó , ÷òîáû òû çíàëà , òû äóøà ìîåãî õðàìà ìûñëè

So when you’re restless, I will calm the ocean for you
Ïîýòîìó , êîãäà òû íåñïîêîéíà , ÿ äëÿ òåáÿ óñïîêîþ îêåàí

In your sorrow, I will dry your tears
 òâîåé ïå÷àëè , ÿ âûñóøó òâîè ñë¸çû

When you need me, I will be the love beside you
Åñëè ÿ ïîíàäîáëþñü òåáå , ÿ áóäó âëþáë¸ííûì ðÿäîì ñ òîáîé

I’ll take away all your fears
ß ìîãó çàáðàòü âñå òâîè ñòðàõè

I’ll take away all of your fears
ß ìîãó èçáàâèòü îò âñåõ òâîèõ ñòðàõîâ

So you can let go all your fears
Òàê òû ìîæåøü çàáûòü î âñåõ ñâîèõ ñòðàõàõ

And you stay, stay with me when I break down
È òû îñòàíåøüñÿ , ïîáóäåøü ñî ìíîé , êîãäà ÿ ñëîìàþñü

Like a dream come saving
Ñëîâíî ìå÷òà ñòàëà ñïàñåíèåì .

And if words should fail here, I’ll just read the way you sound
È åñëè ñëîâà çäåñü íå ñðàáîòàþò , ÿ ïðîñòî ïîêàæó , êàêîé òû êàæåøüñÿ

‘Till I know the meaning of love and life
Íå ðàíüøå , ïîêà ÿ ïîíèìàþ çíà÷åíèå ëþáâè â æèçíè

And it could be I’m understating what it means
È âîçìîæíî , ÿ ïðåóìåíüøàþ , ÷òî îíà çíà÷èò

That you’re standing behind every word you say
È ÷òî òû ñòîèøü çà êàæäûì ñëîâîì , ÷òî ïðîèçíîñèøü

To make my day slowly dawning
Ïîðàäóé ìåíÿ ìåäëåííûì ðàññâåòîì .

I want you to know you’re the heart of my temple of thought
ß õî÷ó , ÷òîáû òû çíàëà , òû äóøà ìîåãî õðàìà ìûñëè

So when you’re restless…
Ïîýòîìó , êîãäà òû íåñïîêîéíà ...

Dreams have nothing on my reality high on the scent of your skin
Ìå÷òû íå èìåþò íè÷åãî îáùåãî ñ ìîåé ðåàëüíîñòüþ , ïîä êàéôîì îò çàïàõà òâîåé êîæè

I know we’re riding endlessly into the sun, feel the life deep within
ß çíàþ , ìû äî áåñêîíå÷íîñòè êàòàåìñÿ íà ñîëíå÷íûõ ëó÷àõ , îùóùàÿ íàñûùåííîñòü æèçíüþ ãëóáîêî âíóòðè

So when you’re restless…
Ïîýòîìó , êîãäà òû íåñïîêîéíà ...

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POTF - Cradled in Love (àëüáîì "Temple of Thought" 2012).

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Âëþáë¸ííîñòü .

You had the blue note sapphire eyes
Òû îáëàäàåøü ñàïôèðîâûìè ãëàçàìè ñ íîòàìè ëàçóðè

To back up all those gazes
 ïîäòâåðæäåíèè âñåõ ñëó÷àåâ

To pierce my guard and to take my soul off to faraway places
Ïðîðûâàåøü ìîþ çàùèòó è óâîçèøü äóøó â äàë¸êèå ìåñòà

Told me I'll never be alone, cos you're right there...
Ãîâîðèëè ìíå , ÿ íèêîãäà íå áóäó îäèí , ïîòîìó ÷òî òû ðÿäîì ...

We took a gamble with this love, like sailing to the storm,
Ìû ðèñêíóëè ëþáèòü , ïîäîáíî ïëàâàíüþ â øòîðì

With the waves rushing over to take us, we were battling against the tide,
Ñ ìîðåì íàõëûíóâøèì íà íàñ , ìû ñðàæàëèñü âîïðåêè òå÷åíèþ,

You were my beacon of salvation, I was your starlight...
Òû áûëà ìîèì ñïàñèòåëüíûì ìàÿêîì , à ÿ òâîèì çâ¸çäíûì ñâåòîì ...

So don't cry for your love, cry tears of joy,
Òàê íå ïëà÷ü î ëþáâè , ïëà÷ü ñëåçàìè ðàäîñòè ,

Cos you're alive cradled in love...
Ïîòîìó ÷òî òû æèâ¸øü â âëþáë¸ííîñòè ...

Don't cry for your love, cry tears of joy,
Íå ïëà÷ü î ëþáâè , ïëà÷ü ñëåçàìè ðàäîñòè ,

Cos you're alive cradled in love...
Ïîòîìó ÷òî òû æèâ¸øü â âëþáë¸ííîñòè ...

I kept the love you gave me alive, and now I carry it with me,
ß ñîõðàíÿþ ëþáîâü , ÷òî òû ïîäàðèëà ìíå æèâîé è òåïåðü ÿ äåðæó å¸ ïðè ñåáå ,

I know it's just a tear drop from mother earth, but in it
ß çíàþ , ýòî Çåìëÿ ïëà÷åò äîæä¸ì , íî â í¸ì

I can hear a dolphin sing,
ß ìîãó óñëûøàòü ïåñíü äåëüôèíà,

Telling me I'll never be alone, I know you're right there...
 äåéñòâèòåëüíîñòè , ÿ íå áóäó îäèí , ÿ çíàþ ,÷òî òû ðÿäîì ...

So with the fire still burning bright, I wanna gaze into your light,
Òàê ñ ñèëîé îãíÿ , âñ¸ åù¸ ãîðÿùåãî è ÿðêîãî , ÿ õî÷ó ñìîòðåòü íà òâîé ñâåò ,

If I could see my fortune there, you know how flames can hypnotize...
Åñëè áû ÿ óâèäåë òàì ñâîþ ñóäüáó , òû çíàåøü ,êàê îãîíü ìîæåò ãèïíîòèçèðîâàòü ...

Do I even dare to speak out your name,
Ðèñêíóë áû ÿ äàæå , íàçâàòü òâî¸ èìÿ ,

for fear it sounds like, like a lover.
îïàñàÿñü , ÷òî ýòî ïðîçâó÷èò âëþáë¸ííî .

So don't cry for your love, cry tears of joy,
Òàê íå ïëà÷ü î ëþáâè , ïëà÷ü ñëåçàìè ðàäîñòè ,

Cos you're alive cradled in love.
ïîòîìó ÷òî òû æèâ¸øü â âëþáë¸ííîñòè .

Don't cry for your love, cry tears of joy,
Íå ïëà÷ü î ëþáâè , ïëà÷ü ñëåçàìè ðàäîñòè ,

Cos you're alive cradled in love
Ïîòîìó ÷òî òû æèâ¸øü â âëþáë¸ííîñòè

Cradled in love...
Âëþáë¸ííàÿ...

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