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Annie Lennox - Why

Âîñêðåñåíüå, 15 Ôåâðàëÿ 2015 ã. 17:23 + â öèòàòíèê

 



Why
Ïî÷åìó? (ïåðåâîä Òàíþøà èç Êèðîâà)
 
 
Why?
Ïî÷åìó?
 
 
How many times do I have to try to tell you
Êàê æå ìíîãî ðàç ÿ äîëæíà áûëà ñêàçàòü òåáå,
That I'm sorry for the things I've done
×òî ÿ òàê æàëåþ î òåõ âåùàõ, êîòîðûå ñäåëàëà.
But when I start to try to tell you
Íî êîãäà ÿ íà÷èíàþ ïûòàòüñÿ ñêàçàòü òåáå ýòî,
That's when you have to tell me
Èìåííî òîãäà òû îáû÷íî ãîâîðèøü ìíå:
Hey...this kind of trouble's only just begun,
"Ýé... Ýòà ïðîáëåìà òîëüêî ÷òî âîçíèêëà..."
I tell myself too many times
ß ãîâîðèëà ñåáå ñëèøêîì ìíîãî ðàç:
Why don't you ever learn to keep your big mouth shut,
"Ïî÷åìó æå òû òàê è íå íàó÷èëñÿ âîâðåìÿ çàêðûâàòü ñâîé ðîò?"
That's why it hurts so bad to hear the words
Âîò ïî÷åìó òàê áîëüíî ñëóøàòü òå ñëîâà,
That keep on falling from your mouth,
Êîòîðûå ïðîäîëæàþò ñëåòàòü ñ òâîèõ ãóá,
Falling from your mouth,
Ñëåòàòü ñ òâîèõ ãóá,
Falling from your mouth,
Ñëåòàòü ñ òâîèõ ãóá,
Tell me...
Ñêàæè ìíå...
Why?
Ïî÷åìó?
Why?
Ïî÷åìó?
 
 
I may be mad,
Âîçìîæíî, ÿ áåçðàññóäíà,
I may be blind,
Âîçìîæíî, ÿ ñëåïà,
I may be viciously unkind
Âîçìîæíî, ÿ çëà,
But I can still read what you're thinking
Íî ÿ ïî-ïðåæíåìó ñïîñîáíà ïðî÷èòàòü òâîè ìûñëè.
And I've heard it said too many times
È ÿ óæå ñëèøêîì ìíîãî ðàç ñëûøàëà,
That you'd be better off
×òî áûëî áû ëó÷øå äëÿ òåáÿ.
Besides...
Êðîìå òîãî...
Why can't you see this boat is sinking
Ïî÷åìó æå òû íå âèäèøü, ÷òî ýòà ëîäêà òîíåò?
(This boat is sinking, this boat is sinking)
(Ýòà ëîäêà òîíåò, ýòà ëîäêà òîíåò)
Let's go down to the water's edge
Äàâàé æå ñïóñòèìñÿ ê ñàìîé êðîìêå âîäû,
And we can cast away those doubts,
È ìû ñìîæåì ðàçðåøèòü âñå íàøè ñîìíåíèÿ.
Some things are better left unsaid
Î íåêîòîðûõ âåùàõ ëó÷øå âîîáùå íå ãîâîðèòü,
But they still turn me inside out,
Íî îíè áóäóò ïðîäîëæàòü âûâîðà÷èâàòü ìåíÿ íàèçíàíêó.
Turning inside out, turning inside out
Âûâîðà÷èâàåò íàèçíàíêó, âûâîðà÷èâàåò íàèçíàíêó.
Tell me...
Ñêàæè ìíå...
Why?
Ïî÷åìó?
Tell me...
Ñêàæè ìíå...
Why?
Ïî÷åìó?
 
 
This is the book I never read,
Ýòî êíèãà, êîòîðóþ ÿ íèêîãäà íå ÷èòàëà.
These are the words I never said,
Ýòî ñëîâà, êîòîðûå ÿ íèêîãäà íå ïðîèçíîñèëà.
This is the path I'll never tread,
Ýòî ïóòü, ïî êîòîðîìó ÿ íèêîãäà íå ïîéäó.
These are the dreams I'll dream instead
Ýòî ñíû, êîòîðûìè ÿ áóäó ãðåçèòü.
This is the joy that's seldom spread
Ýòî òàêàÿ ðåäêàÿ ðàäîñòü.
These are the tears...
Ýòî ñëåçû...
The tears we shed,
Ñëåçû, êîòîðûå ìû ïðîëèëè,
This is the fear,
Ýòî îïàñåíèÿ,
This is the dread,
Ýòî ñòðàõ,
These are the contents of my head
Âñå ýòî – â ìîåé ãîëîâå.
And these are the years that we have spent,
È ýòî ãîäû, êîòîðûå ìû ïðîâåëè âìåñòå,
And this is what they represent
È òî, ÷òî îíè ñîáîé ïðåäñòàâëÿþò.
And this is how I feel,
È ýòî òî, ÷òî ÿ ñåé÷àñ èñïûòûâàþ.
Do you know how I feel?
Çíàåøü ëè òû, êàêîâî ìíå??!
'Cause I don't think you know how I feel,
Ïîòîìó ÷òî ÿ íå äóìàþ, ÷òî òû çíàåøü, ÷òî ÿ ÷óâñòâóþ.
I don't think you know what I feel,
ß íå äóìàþ, ÷òî òû çíàåøü, ÷òî ÿ ÷óâñòâóþ,
I don't think you know what I feel,
ß íå äóìàþ, ÷òî òû çíàåøü, ÷òî ÿ ÷óâñòâóþ,
You don't know what I feel
Òû íå çíàåøü, ÷òî ÿ ÷óâñòâóþ...



Èñòî÷íèê: http://www.amalgama-lab.com/songs/a/annie_lennox/why.html#ixzz3RoBBUY2x

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