From Souvernirs to Souvenirs

From Souvernirs to Souvenirs
Òîò ñóâåíèð... (ïåðåâîä Àíòîí Æåëåçíûé èç Êóìåðòàó)


A lonely room and empty chair
Óõîäèøü òû, íó ÷òî æ, ïóñòü òàê,
Another day so hard to bear
Îñòàâü êàêîé-íèáóäü ïóñòÿê;
The things around me that I see remind me of
Õîòü ÷óâñòâà â ïðîøëîì, íå îñòàëîñü è ñëåäà,
The past and how it all used to be
Îí èõ íàïîìíèò ìíå èíîãäà.


From souvenirs to more souvenirs I live
Òîò ñóâåíèð, î, òîò ñóâåíèð, âãëÿäèñü,
With days gone by when our hearts had all to give
Ñìåøíîé ïóñòÿê, íî â í¸ì öåëûé ìèð, âñÿ æèçíü,
From souvenirs to more souvenirs I live
Òâîé ñóâåíèð, î, òâîé ñóâåíèð,
With dreams you left behind
Ïðîùàëüíûé äàð òâîåé ëþáâè,
I'll keep on turning in my mind
Òîãî, ÷òî áûëî – íå çîâè.


There'll never be another you
Áûë íà äâîèõ îäèí ñåêðåò,
No one will share the worlds we knew
Îñåííèõ çâ¸çä äàë¸êèé ñâåò.
And now that loneliness has come to take your place
Ìíå òâîé ïðåêðàñíûé ëîêîí, çîëîòàÿ ïðÿäü,
I close my eyes and see your face
Ïîïàëñÿ íà ãëàçà îïÿòü.


From souvenirs to more souvenirs I live
Òîò ñóâåíèð, î, òîò ñóâåíèð, âãëÿäèñü,
With days gone by when our hearts had all to give
Ñìåøíîé ïóñòÿê, íî â í¸ì öåëûé ìèð, âñÿ æèçíü,
From souvenirs to more souvenirs I live
Òâîé ñóâåíèð, î, òâîé ñóâåíèð,
With dreams you left behind
Ïðîùàëüíûé äàð òâîåé ëþáâè,
I'll keep on turning in my mind...
Òîãî, ÷òî áûëî – íå çîâè.

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