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Òåìà: ß îäåðæèì òîáîé (ïåðåâîä ïåñíè Ñòèíãà)
Âðåìÿ: 26.01.2007 12:44 |
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Åêàòåðèíáóðã 
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Íà ýòîò ðàç ïîïðîáîâàë ïåðåâåñòè Ñòèíãà. MAD ABOUT YOU. Ïåñíÿ 1991 ãîäà. ß ÎÄÅÐÆÈÌ ÒÎÁÎÉ Ëåòÿùèé êàìåíü èç Ñâÿòîé çåìëè, Ïîä ëóííûì ñâåòîì – ïóòü ìîé îäèíîêèé, Ñâîçü ìèëëèîíû çâåçä ãîðÿùèõ ß ïîòåðÿëñÿ íà ÷óæîé ïëàíåòå, Òîé, ÷òî ëåòèò âîêðóã ëóíû Êðóæèò ïî äóãå èç ãðóñòè, ß ãèáíó áåç òåáÿ, ß ãèáíó áåç òåáÿ. Âñå ñòðàíû ïðåâðàòèëèñü â ïðàõ, Èñ÷åçëè áåç ñëåäà, ß îäåðæèì òîáîé, ß îäåðæèì òîáîé. Òàì òüìîé îòäåëåíà äîëèíà, Òàì çâóêè äðåâíèõ ïåñåí ãðóñòè, Íî ìûñëè òîëüêî î òåáå, Êàæäûé øàã – ëèøü î òåáå, Çâåçäà – êàê çåðíûøêî â ïåñêå, Ñëåäû ñóõîãî îêåàíà, Òû ñêàæè ìíå, ñêîëüêî, Ñêîëüêî æäàòü åùå? Ñòàðèííûé ãîðîä åñòü â ãëóõèõ êðàÿõ, Âëàäûêè äðåâíåãî êàïðèç, Íî ãîðîä âåñü - ëåæèò â ðóèíàõ, Òàì âåòåð âîåò, ãðèôû òàì êðè÷àò, Âîò – òâîðåíüå ðóê, Âîò ðåçóëüòàò ïóñòûõ àìáèöèé. Ñòàíåò æèçíü ìîÿ òþðüìîé, Êàê ñòàíåøü òû ÷óæîé æåíîé, Âñå òþðüìû ðàçëåòÿòñÿ â ïûëü È âûðâóòñÿ âðàãè, ß îäåðæèì òîáîé ß îäåðæèì òîáîé. ß â æèçíè ðàíüøå - íèêîãäà Íàñòîëüêî íå áûë îäèíîêèì, Õîòÿ ìîé ìèð ÿ âèæó, ÿ âëàäåþ èì, Ìíå ýòî – âñå ðàâíî, È âûèãðûøà íåò, Âî âñåõ áîëüøèõ äåëàõ, ãäå íåò ëþáâè… Ëåòÿùèé êàìåíü èç Ñâÿòîé çåìëè Ïîä ëóííûì ñâåòîì – ïóòü ìîé îäèíîêèé, Ñâîçü ìèëëèîíû çâåçä ãîðÿùèõ ß ïîòåðÿëñÿ íà ÷óæîé ïëàíåòå, Òîé, ÷òî ëåòèò âîêðóã ëóíû, Êðóæèò ïî äóãå èç ãðóñòè, ß ãèáíó áåç òåáÿ, ß ãèáíó áåç òåáÿ. Òû äåðæèøü êëþ÷, îí ðàçðóøàåò Âñå òî, ÷òî âèæó ÿ, Âñå òþðüìû ðàçëåòÿòñÿ â ïûëü È âûðâóòñÿ âðàãè, Âñå ñòðàíû ïðåâðàòèëèñü â ïðàõ, Èñ÷åçëè áåç ñëåäà, ß îäåðæèì òîáîé, ß îäåðæèì òîáîé. |
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– Õîòèòå, ÿ ñêàæó âàì ïðàâäó?
– Ñïàñèáî, ó ìåíÿ ñâîÿ. |
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Òåìà: Re: ß îäåðæèì òîáîé (ïåðåâîä ïåñíè Ñòèíãà)
Âðåìÿ: 26.01.2007 12:46 |
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Îðèãèíàë MAD ABOUT YOU À stone's throw from Jerusalem I walked a lonely mile in the moonlight And through a million stars were shining My heart was lost on a distant planet That whirls around the April moon Whirling in an arc of sadness I'm lost without you I'm lost without you Though all my kingdoms turn to sand And fall into the sea I'm mad about you I'm mad about you And from the dark secluded valleys I heard the ancient songs of sadness But every step I thought of you Every footstep only you And every star a grain of sand The leavings of a dried up ocean Tell me, how much longer? How much longer? They say a city in the desert lies The vanity of an ancient king But the city lies in broken pieces Where the wind howls and the vultures sing These are the works of man This is the sum of our ambition It would make a prison of my life If you became another's wife With every prison blown to dust My enemies walk free I'm mad about you I'm mad about you And I’ve never in my life Felt more alone than I do now Although I claim dominions over all I see It means nothing to me There are no vitories In all our histories, without love A stone's throw from Jerusalem I walked a lonely mile in the moonlight And through a million stars were shining My heart was lost on a distant planet That whirls around the April moon Whirling in an arc of sadness I'm lost without you I'm lost without you And though you hold the keys to ruin Of everything I see With every prison blown to dust, My enemies walk free Though all my kingdoms turn to sand And fall into the sea I'm mad about you |
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– Õîòèòå, ÿ ñêàæó âàì ïðàâäó?
– Ñïàñèáî, ó ìåíÿ ñâîÿ. |
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Òåìà: Re: ß îäåðæèì òîáîé (ïåðåâîä ïåñíè Ñòèíãà)
Âðåìÿ: 26.01.2007 12:55 |
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Äëÿ ñðàâíåíèÿ, âûëîæó åùå ïîäñòðî÷íèê. Êàìåíü áðîøåí èç Èåðóñàëèìà, ß ïðîøåë â îäèíî÷åñòâå ìèëþ ïîä ëóííûì ñâåòîì, È ñêâîçü ìèëëèîí ñèÿþùèõ çâåçä, Ìîå ñåðäöå çàòåðÿëîñü íà äàëåêîé ïëàíåòå. Êîòîðàÿ âðàùàåòñÿ âîêðóã àïðåëüñêîé ëóíû Âðàùàåòñÿ ïî äóãå ãðóñòè, ß ïîãèáàþ áåç òåáÿ. ß ïîãèáàþ áåç òåáÿ. Õîòÿ âñå ìîè êîðîëåâñòâà ïðåâðàòèëèñü â ïåñîê È óïàëè â ìîðå, ß ñõîæó ñ óìà ïî òåáå. ß ñõîæó ñ óìà ïî òåáå. È èç äîëèí, îòäåëåííûõ òüìîé, ß ñëûøàë äðåâíèå ïåñíè ãðóñòè, Íî ñ êàæäûì øàãîì ÿ äóìàë î òåáå, Êàæäûé øàã - òîëüêî î òåáå, È êàæäàÿ çâåçäà - ïåñ÷èíêà, Îñòàòêè âûñîõøåãî îêåàíà, Ñêàæè ìíå, êàê äîëãî åùå? Êàê äîëãî åùå? Ãîâîðÿò, åñòü ãîðîä â ïóñòûíå, Òùåñëàâèå äðåâíåãî êîðîëÿ, Íî ãîðîä ëåæèò â ðàçâàëèíàõ, Òàì çàâûâàåò âåòåð è ïîþò ñòåðâÿòíèêè, Âîò ðàáîòà ÷åëîâåêà, Âîò èòîã íàøåãî ÷åñòîëþáèÿ, Ýòî ñäåëàëî áû ìîþ æèçíü òþðüìîé, Åñëè áû òû ñòàëà æåíîé äðóãîãî. Ñ ëþáîé òþðüìîé, ðàçíåñåííîé â ïûëü, Ìîè âðàãè èäóò ñâîáîäíî. ß ñõîæó ñ óìà ïî òåáå. ß ñõîæó ñ óìà ïî òåáå. È íèêîãäà â ìîåé æèçíè ß íå áûë áîëåå îäèíîêèì, ÷åì ñåé÷àñ, Õîòÿ îáúÿâëÿþ ñâîèì âëàäåíèåì âñå, ÷òî âèæó, Ýòî íè÷åãî íå çíà÷èò äëÿ ìåíÿ. Íåò ïîáåä Âî âñåõ íàøèõ èñòîðèÿõ, åñëè íåò ëþáâè. Êàìåíü áðîøåí èç Èåðóñàëèìà, ß ïðîøåë â îäèíî÷åñòâå ìèëþ ïîä ëóííûì ñâåòîì, È ñêâîçü ìèëëèîí ñèÿþùèõ çâåçä, Ìîå ñåðäöå çàòåðÿëîñü íà äàëåêîé ïëàíåòå. Êîòîðàÿ âðàùàåòñÿ âîêðóã àïðåëüñêîé ëóíû Âðàùàåòñÿ ïî äóãå ãðóñòè, ß ïîãèáàþ áåç òåáÿ. ß ïîãèáàþ áåç òåáÿ. È õîòÿ òû âëàäååøü êëþ÷îì, ÷òîáû ðàçðóøèòü Âñå, ÷òî ÿ âèæó, Ñ ëþáîé òþðüìîé, ðàçíåñåííîé â ïûëü, Ìîè âðàãè èäóò ñâîáîäíî. Õîòÿ âñå ìîè êîðîëåâñòâà ïðåâðàòèëèñü â ïåñîê, È óïàëè â ìîðå, ß ñõîæó ñ óìà ïî òåáå. |
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– Õîòèòå, ÿ ñêàæó âàì ïðàâäó?
– Ñïàñèáî, ó ìåíÿ ñâîÿ. |
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Òåìà: Re: ß îäåðæèì òîáîé (ïåðåâîä ïåñíè Ñòèíãà)
Âðåìÿ: 26.01.2007 13:58 |
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ñîáà÷üè íîñû, êîøà÷üè õâîñòû è ÷åðåïàøèé ïàíöèðü 
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Íåïëîõàÿ ïîïûòêà! Ñïðàøèâàåòñÿ òîëüêî, êîìó ýòî íóæíî?.. Åñëè áû ìîæíî áûëî çàìóòèòü öåëûé àëüáîì íà ðóññêîì. Íî îí èçíà÷àëüíî áóäåò âòîðè÷íûì, äà è àâòîðñêèå êàìðàäó Ñòèíãó îòñòåãèâàòü ïðèä¸òñÿ, ÷òîáû íà íèõ çàòàðèëñÿ âîäêîé äëÿ æèòåëåé Àìàçîíèè. 
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ñàáîðäåí Ordo Creatus è ìàãèñòð Ordo Planetarum Ëîêàëüíîé Ãðóïïû, âêëþ÷àÿ Áîëüøîå è Ìàëîå Ìàãåëëàíîâû Îáëàêà è Òóìàííîñòü Àíäðîìåäû.
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