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Сегодня у меня день околошотландской ностальгии.
А все началось с того, что меня разбудили, и я с горя взялась за гитару - вспоминать англоязычное посвящение Шотландии, которое стало полноценной песней, как только появился припев.
А-а-а! Отпустите меня в Highlands! Или хотя бы не будите по утрам... )
1. High above the silver sea,
Far away from purple heather
I will bid farewell to Thee
As if I... was gone forever.
2. I will think of younder hills,
Of your fair and rainy weather,
I will bid farewell to dreams
As if I was gone forever.
CHORUS:
As if I was ever gone,
As if I would go no farther
And the land where I belong
Would belong to someone other.
3. But the life goes on and on -
In a five years time or seven
Will I bid farewell to home
As if I was gone forever?
4. Will I dare or should I try
Different life or whatsoever?
Or I'll do with dreams that I
Will be gone and lost forever?..
CHORUS.
А все началось с того, что меня разбудили, и я с горя взялась за гитару - вспоминать англоязычное посвящение Шотландии, которое стало полноценной песней, как только появился припев.
А-а-а! Отпустите меня в Highlands! Или хотя бы не будите по утрам... )
1. High above the silver sea,
Far away from purple heather
I will bid farewell to Thee
As if I... was gone forever.
2. I will think of younder hills,
Of your fair and rainy weather,
I will bid farewell to dreams
As if I was gone forever.
CHORUS:
As if I was ever gone,
As if I would go no farther
And the land where I belong
Would belong to someone other.
3. But the life goes on and on -
In a five years time or seven
Will I bid farewell to home
As if I was gone forever?
4. Will I dare or should I try
Different life or whatsoever?
Or I'll do with dreams that I
Will be gone and lost forever?..
CHORUS.