Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Кажется мне , by - Сон Лемура. Song from the album Бутафория, in the genre Русский рокRelease date: 02.02.2014
Record label: Студия СОЮЗ
Song language: Russian language
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Кажется мне , by - Сон Лемура. Song from the album Бутафория, in the genre Русский рокКажется мне(original) |
| Ветер молил о пощаде, когда наши крылья впивались в прозрачную спину. |
| Вечер был тих и печален, усыпанный пылью и пеплом, испачканный глиной. |
| Перья кружили и в медленном вальсе сбивали огни. |
| Двери закрыли и окна закрыли — мы в мире одни. |
| Это только кажется мне. |
| Будто мы вдвоем на луне, |
| Будто мы салились с луны, |
| Будто мы как боги пьяны. |
| Это только кажется мне. |
| Будто мы купались в вине, |
| Будто сами стали вином, |
| Будто все слова об одном — |
| О тебе и мне… |
| Ты задевала верхушки деревьев, а я сосчитал фонари и антенны. |
| Видно к дождю было наше паденье, по нам горько плакали желтые стены. |
| И санитары расставили сети и вежливо ждут. |
| А мы так легки и игривы как дети, и нас не найдут. |
| Это только кажется мне. |
| Будто мы вдвоем на луне, |
| Будто мы салились с луны, |
| Будто мы как боги пьяны. |
| Это только кажется мне. |
| Будто мы купались в вине, |
| Будто сами стали вином, |
| Будто все слова об одном — |
| О тебе и мне… |
| (translation) |
| The wind begged for mercy when our wings dug into the transparent back. |
| The evening was quiet and sad, strewn with dust and ashes, stained with clay. |
| The feathers whirled and the lights flickered in a slow waltz. |
| The doors were closed and the windows were closed - we are alone in the world. |
| It just seems to me. |
| It's like we're on the moon together |
| As if we were falling from the moon, |
| It's like we're drunk like gods. |
| It just seems to me. |
| As if we bathed in wine |
| As if they themselves became wine, |
| As if all the words are about one thing - |
| About you and me... |
| You touched the tops of the trees, and I counted the lanterns and antennas. |
| It was clear that the rain was our fall, the yellow walls wept bitterly for us. |
| And the orderlies set up their nets and wait politely. |
| And we are as light and playful as children, and they will not find us. |
| It just seems to me. |
| It's like we're on the moon together |
| As if we were falling from the moon, |
| It's like we're drunk like gods. |
| It just seems to me. |
| As if we bathed in wine |
| As if they themselves became wine, |
| As if all the words are about one thing - |
| About you and me... |