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Не зови меня Дикой Розой
Мое имя - Элайза Дэй
Не зовите меня Дикой Розой,
Меня звали - Элайза Дэй.
М:
В первый день она мне заглянула в глаза,
И я понял, что в мире таких больше нет,
Твои алые губы, я тогда ей сказал,
Словно дикие розы, загадочный цвет.
Ж:
В мою дверь постучал, за собою закрыл,
И мой трепет, как бабочку, сжал в кулаке,
Своей сильной рукой вытер каплю росы,
Что сползала по нежной щеке...
Пр:
Не зови меня Дикой Розой
Мое имя - Элайза Дэй.
Не зовите меня Дикой Розой,
Меня звали - Элайза Дэй.
М:
Я принес ей цветок во второй день,
Но она была лучше, чем сотни цветов,
Прошептал: у реки роз горят лепестки,
Я тебе показать их готов.
Ж:
Во второй день принес розу алую мне
И сказал, что возьмет мою грусть и печаль,
Он покажет, где розы цветут у реки,
Только нужно об это молчать...
Пр:
Не зови меня Дикой Розой
Мое имя - Элайза Дэй
Не зовите меня Дикой Розой,
Меня звали - Элайза Дэй.
Ж:
Третий день наступил, мы на берег пришли,
И одни целовались средь зарослей роз,
Он мне тихо сказал: вот и все, извини,
Усмехнулся и камень занес...
М:
День последний пришел, я над нею стоял
Ветер северный выл, проклиная мой род,
С поцелуем сказал: ты навеки моя,
И вложил розу алую в рот...
Пр:
Не зови меня Дикой Розой,
Мое имя - Элайза Дэй.
Не зовите меня Дикой Розой,
Меня звали - Элайза Дэй.
Оригинал:
They call me The Wild Rose
But my name was Elisa Day
Why they call me it I do not know
For my name was Elisa Day
From the first day I saw I knew she was the one
As she stared in my eyes and smiled
For her lips were the colour of the roses
That grew down the river, all bloody and wild
When he knocked on my door and entered the room
My trembling subsided in his sure embrace
He would be my first man, and with a careful hand
He wiped at the tears that ran down my face
They call me The Wild Rose
But my name was Elisa Day
Why they call me it I do not know
For my name was Elisa Day
On the second day I brought her a flower
She was more beautiful than any woman I'd seen
I said, "Do you know where the wild roses grow
So sweet and scarlet and free?"
On the second day he came with a single red rose
Said: "Will you give me your loss and your sorrow?"
I nodded my head, as I lay on the bed
He said, "If I show you the roses will you follow?"
He call me The Wild Rose
But my name was Elisa Day
Why He call me it I do not know
For my name was Elisa Day
On the third day he took me to the river
He showed me the roses and we kissed
And the last thing I heard was a muttered word
As he stood smiling above me with a rock in his fist
On the last day I took her where the wild roses grow
And she lay on the bank, the wind light as a thief
As I kissed her goodbye, I said, "All beauty must die"
And lent down and planted a rose between her teeth
They call me The Wild Rose
But my name was Elisa Day
Why they call me it I do not know
For my name was Elisa Day
Не зови меня Дикой Розой
Мое имя - Элайза Дэй
Не зовите меня Дикой Розой,
Меня звали - Элайза Дэй.
М:
В первый день она мне заглянула в глаза,
И я понял, что в мире таких больше нет,
Твои алые губы, я тогда ей сказал,
Словно дикие розы, загадочный цвет.
Ж:
В мою дверь постучал, за собою закрыл,
И мой трепет, как бабочку, сжал в кулаке,
Своей сильной рукой вытер каплю росы,
Что сползала по нежной щеке...
Пр:
Не зови меня Дикой Розой
Мое имя - Элайза Дэй.
Не зовите меня Дикой Розой,
Меня звали - Элайза Дэй.
М:
Я принес ей цветок во второй день,
Но она была лучше, чем сотни цветов,
Прошептал: у реки роз горят лепестки,
Я тебе показать их готов.
Ж:
Во второй день принес розу алую мне
И сказал, что возьмет мою грусть и печаль,
Он покажет, где розы цветут у реки,
Только нужно об это молчать...
Пр:
Не зови меня Дикой Розой
Мое имя - Элайза Дэй
Не зовите меня Дикой Розой,
Меня звали - Элайза Дэй.
Ж:
Третий день наступил, мы на берег пришли,
И одни целовались средь зарослей роз,
Он мне тихо сказал: вот и все, извини,
Усмехнулся и камень занес...
М:
День последний пришел, я над нею стоял
Ветер северный выл, проклиная мой род,
С поцелуем сказал: ты навеки моя,
И вложил розу алую в рот...
Пр:
Не зови меня Дикой Розой,
Мое имя - Элайза Дэй.
Не зовите меня Дикой Розой,
Меня звали - Элайза Дэй.
Оригинал:
They call me The Wild Rose
But my name was Elisa Day
Why they call me it I do not know
For my name was Elisa Day
From the first day I saw I knew she was the one
As she stared in my eyes and smiled
For her lips were the colour of the roses
That grew down the river, all bloody and wild
When he knocked on my door and entered the room
My trembling subsided in his sure embrace
He would be my first man, and with a careful hand
He wiped at the tears that ran down my face
They call me The Wild Rose
But my name was Elisa Day
Why they call me it I do not know
For my name was Elisa Day
On the second day I brought her a flower
She was more beautiful than any woman I'd seen
I said, "Do you know where the wild roses grow
So sweet and scarlet and free?"
On the second day he came with a single red rose
Said: "Will you give me your loss and your sorrow?"
I nodded my head, as I lay on the bed
He said, "If I show you the roses will you follow?"
He call me The Wild Rose
But my name was Elisa Day
Why He call me it I do not know
For my name was Elisa Day
On the third day he took me to the river
He showed me the roses and we kissed
And the last thing I heard was a muttered word
As he stood smiling above me with a rock in his fist
On the last day I took her where the wild roses grow
And she lay on the bank, the wind light as a thief
As I kissed her goodbye, I said, "All beauty must die"
And lent down and planted a rose between her teeth
They call me The Wild Rose
But my name was Elisa Day
Why they call me it I do not know
For my name was Elisa Day
Etc:
Don't call me a wild rose
My name is Eliza Day
Do not call me a wild rose
I was called - Eliza Day.
M:
On the first day, she looked into my eyes,
And I realized that there are no more such in the world,
Your scarlet lips, I told her then,
Like wild roses, mysterious color.
AND:
He knocked on my door, closed behind him,
And my thrill, like a butterfly, squeezed in a fist,
With his strong hand, wiped a drop of dew,
What crawled on a delicate cheek ...
Etc:
Don't call me a wild rose
My name is Eliza Day.
Do not call me a wild rose
I was called - Eliza Day.
M:
I brought her a flower on the second day,
But she was better than hundreds of flowers,
He whispered: petals are burning by the rose river,
I am ready to show them to you.
AND:
On the second day, he brought a rose alley to me
And he said that he would take my sadness and sadness,
He will show where roses bloom by the river,
Just need to be silent about it ...
Etc:
Don't call me a wild rose
My name is Eliza Day
Do not call me a wild rose
I was called - Eliza Day.
AND:
The third day has come, we came ashore,
And some kissed in the middle of the thicket of roses,
He said quietly to me: that's all, I'm sorry,
He grinned and brought the stone ...
M:
The last day came, I stood above her
North wind howled, cursing my family,
He said with a kiss: you are my forever,
And put an alla rose into his mouth ...
Etc:
Do not call me a wild rose
My name is Eliza Day.
Do not call me a wild rose
I was called - Eliza Day.
Original:
They Call Me The Wild Rose
But My Name Was Elisa Day
Who They Call Me it I Do Not Know
For my name was elisa day
From the first day i saw i knew she was
As She Stared in My Eyes and Smiled
For her lips was the color of the roses
That Grew Down The River, All Bloody and Wild
Wen he knocked on my door and entered the room
My Trembling Subsined in His Sure Embrace
He WOULD Be My FIRST Man, and with A Careful Hand
He Wiped At the Tears that Ran Down My Face
They Call Me The Wild Rose
But My Name Was Elisa Day
Who They Call Me it I Do Not Know
For my name was elisa day
On the Second Day I Brough Her A Flower
She was More Beautiful That Any Woman i'd Seen
I SAID, "Do you know What the Wild Roses Grow
So Sweet and Scarlet and Free? "
On the Second Day He Came with A Single Red Rose
SAID: "Will You Give ME You Loss and Your Sorrow?"
I NodDED My Head, As I Lay on the Bed
He Said, "If I Show You The Roses Will You Follow?"
He Call Me The Wild Rose
But My Name Was Elisa Day
Who he call me it i do not know
For my name was elisa day
On the Third Day He took me to the river
He Showed Me The Roses and We Kissed
And the Last Thing I Heard Was a Mutteed Word
As he stud smiling aBove me with a Rock in HIS FIST
On the Last Day I took Her Were The Wild Roses Grow
And she Lay on the Bank, The Wind Light as a Thief
As I Kissed Her Goodbye, I Said, "All Beauty Must Die"
And Lent Down and Planted a Rose Between Her Teeth
They Call Me The Wild Rose
But My Name Was Elisa Day
Who They Call Me it I Do Not Know
For my name was elisa day
Don't call me a wild rose
My name is Eliza Day
Do not call me a wild rose
I was called - Eliza Day.
M:
On the first day, she looked into my eyes,
And I realized that there are no more such in the world,
Your scarlet lips, I told her then,
Like wild roses, mysterious color.
AND:
He knocked on my door, closed behind him,
And my thrill, like a butterfly, squeezed in a fist,
With his strong hand, wiped a drop of dew,
What crawled on a delicate cheek ...
Etc:
Don't call me a wild rose
My name is Eliza Day.
Do not call me a wild rose
I was called - Eliza Day.
M:
I brought her a flower on the second day,
But she was better than hundreds of flowers,
He whispered: petals are burning by the rose river,
I am ready to show them to you.
AND:
On the second day, he brought a rose alley to me
And he said that he would take my sadness and sadness,
He will show where roses bloom by the river,
Just need to be silent about it ...
Etc:
Don't call me a wild rose
My name is Eliza Day
Do not call me a wild rose
I was called - Eliza Day.
AND:
The third day has come, we came ashore,
And some kissed in the middle of the thicket of roses,
He said quietly to me: that's all, I'm sorry,
He grinned and brought the stone ...
M:
The last day came, I stood above her
North wind howled, cursing my family,
He said with a kiss: you are my forever,
And put an alla rose into his mouth ...
Etc:
Do not call me a wild rose
My name is Eliza Day.
Do not call me a wild rose
I was called - Eliza Day.
Original:
They Call Me The Wild Rose
But My Name Was Elisa Day
Who They Call Me it I Do Not Know
For my name was elisa day
From the first day i saw i knew she was
As She Stared in My Eyes and Smiled
For her lips was the color of the roses
That Grew Down The River, All Bloody and Wild
Wen he knocked on my door and entered the room
My Trembling Subsined in His Sure Embrace
He WOULD Be My FIRST Man, and with A Careful Hand
He Wiped At the Tears that Ran Down My Face
They Call Me The Wild Rose
But My Name Was Elisa Day
Who They Call Me it I Do Not Know
For my name was elisa day
On the Second Day I Brough Her A Flower
She was More Beautiful That Any Woman i'd Seen
I SAID, "Do you know What the Wild Roses Grow
So Sweet and Scarlet and Free? "
On the Second Day He Came with A Single Red Rose
SAID: "Will You Give ME You Loss and Your Sorrow?"
I NodDED My Head, As I Lay on the Bed
He Said, "If I Show You The Roses Will You Follow?"
He Call Me The Wild Rose
But My Name Was Elisa Day
Who he call me it i do not know
For my name was elisa day
On the Third Day He took me to the river
He Showed Me The Roses and We Kissed
And the Last Thing I Heard Was a Mutteed Word
As he stud smiling aBove me with a Rock in HIS FIST
On the Last Day I took Her Were The Wild Roses Grow
And she Lay on the Bank, The Wind Light as a Thief
As I Kissed Her Goodbye, I Said, "All Beauty Must Die"
And Lent Down and Planted a Rose Between Her Teeth
They Call Me The Wild Rose
But My Name Was Elisa Day
Who They Call Me it I Do Not Know
For my name was elisa day