Полнолуние
Меркнет свет лампы, гаснут в окнах огни, люди спешат домой, кто-то плачет, кто-то смеется, а на небе кокетливо прячется за тучи полная Луна, прекрасная, как у Куинджи. Я иду домой, бегу, лечу. Наверное, там, на Луне, всегда лежат пушистые охапки снега, холодно и одиноко. Она такая бледная, окутанная тайной, как небесным одеялом. Смотрю на нее и душа то счастливо поет, то больно ноет.
А в плеере звучит песня Сары Маклахлан: "Но, если бы я только знала, что ты тоже одинок, я была бы счастлива просто держать любимые руки... этой зимней ночью с тобой..."
The lamp is burning low upon my table top the snow is softly falling
The air is still within the silence of my room I hear your voice softly calling
If I could only have you near to breathe a sigh or two
I would be happy just to hold the hands I love on this winter night with you
The smoke is rising in the shadows overhead my glass is almost empty
I read again between the lines upon the page the words of love you sent me
If I could know within my heart that you were lonely too
I would be happy just to hold the hands I love upon this winter night with you
The fire is dying now, my lamp is growing dim the shades of night are lifting
The morning light steals across my windowpane where webs of snow are drifting
If I could only have you near to breathe a sigh or two
I would be happy just to hold the hands I love and to be once again with with you
To be once again with with you
А в плеере звучит песня Сары Маклахлан: "Но, если бы я только знала, что ты тоже одинок, я была бы счастлива просто держать любимые руки... этой зимней ночью с тобой..."
Click to viewThe lamp is burning low upon my table top the snow is softly falling
The air is still within the silence of my room I hear your voice softly calling
If I could only have you near to breathe a sigh or two
I would be happy just to hold the hands I love on this winter night with you
The smoke is rising in the shadows overhead my glass is almost empty
I read again between the lines upon the page the words of love you sent me
If I could know within my heart that you were lonely too
I would be happy just to hold the hands I love upon this winter night with you
The fire is dying now, my lamp is growing dim the shades of night are lifting
The morning light steals across my windowpane where webs of snow are drifting
If I could only have you near to breathe a sigh or two
I would be happy just to hold the hands I love and to be once again with with you
To be once again with with you