Carla Bruni
Those Dancing Days Are Gone
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Текст песни Those Dancing Days Are Gone
(Carla Bruni / Carla Bruni)
Come, let me sing into your ear;
Those dancing days are gone,
All that silk and satin gear;
Crouch upon a stone,
Wrapping that foul body up
In as foul a rag:
I carry the sun in a golden cup.
The moon in a silver bag.
Curse as you may I sing it through;
What matter if the knave
That the most could pleasure you,
The children that he gave,
Are somewhere sleeping like a top
Under a marble flag?
I carry the sun in a golden cup.
The moon in a silver bag.
I thought it out this very day.
Noon upon the clock,
A man may put pretence away
Who leans upon a stick,
May sing, and sing until he drop,
Whether to maid or hag:
I carry the sun in a golden cup,
The moon in a silver bag.
Были дни (перевод Lorely )
Когда-то была таверна,
Где мы обычно выпивали стакан или два.
Помнишь, как мы смеялись целыми часами,
Думая обо всех великих вещах, которые могли бы сделать?
[Припев:]
Come, let me sing into your ear;
Those dancing days are gone,
All that silk and satin gear;
Crouch upon a stone,
Wrapping that foul body up
In as foul a rag:
I carry the sun in a golden cup.
The moon in a silver bag.
Curse as you may I sing it through;
What matter if the knave
That the most could pleasure you,
The children that he gave,
Are somewhere sleeping like a top
Under a marble flag?
I carry the sun in a golden cup.
The moon in a silver bag.
I thought it out this very day.
Noon upon the clock,
A man may put pretence away
Who leans upon a stick,
May sing, and sing until he drop,
Whether to maid or hag:
I carry the sun in a golden cup,
The moon in a silver bag.
Были дни (перевод Lorely )
Когда-то была таверна,
Где мы обычно выпивали стакан или два.
Помнишь, как мы смеялись целыми часами,
Думая обо всех великих вещах, которые могли бы сделать?
[Припев:]
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