King Crimson 1969 In the Court of the Crimson King - 04 Moonchild Including The Dream The Illusion
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ЛУННОЕ ДИТЯ
Зови ее дитя луны,
Той, что на отмелях речных
Кружит неторопливо
Прелестное дитя луны
Ей снятся сказочные сны
Под тенью ивы
Лесная речь понятна ей
Под паутиною ветвей
И жалобы фонтана
Волшебной палочкою хор
Полночных птиц, как дирижер
Она ведет и солнце ждет
В горах туманных
Зови ее дитя мечты
Срывает лунные цветы
В садах случайных
Дитя, влюбленное в луну
Ее на отзвуках минут
Года качают
В молочном платье на ветру
Скользит, бросает руны в круг
И ждет ответа,
Играя с духами зари,
Когда же с ней заговорит
Дитя рассвета
King Crimson
MOONCHILD
Call her moonchild
Dancing in the shallows of a river
Lovely moonchild
Dreaming in the shadow
of the willow.
Talking to the trees of the
cobweb strange
Sleeping on the steps of a fountain
Waving silver wands to the
night-birds song
Waiting for the sun on the mountain.
She's a moonchild
Gathering the flowers in a garden.
Lovely moonchild
Drifting on the echoes of the hours.
Sailing on the wind
in a milk white gown
Dropping circle stones on a sun dial
Playing hide and seek
with the ghosts of dawn
Waiting for a smile from a sun child.
С альбома "In the Court of the Crimson King" (1969)
Зови ее дитя луны,
Той, что на отмелях речных
Кружит неторопливо
Прелестное дитя луны
Ей снятся сказочные сны
Под тенью ивы
Лесная речь понятна ей
Под паутиною ветвей
И жалобы фонтана
Волшебной палочкою хор
Полночных птиц, как дирижер
Она ведет и солнце ждет
В горах туманных
Зови ее дитя мечты
Срывает лунные цветы
В садах случайных
Дитя, влюбленное в луну
Ее на отзвуках минут
Года качают
В молочном платье на ветру
Скользит, бросает руны в круг
И ждет ответа,
Играя с духами зари,
Когда же с ней заговорит
Дитя рассвета
King Crimson
MOONCHILD
Call her moonchild
Dancing in the shallows of a river
Lovely moonchild
Dreaming in the shadow
of the willow.
Talking to the trees of the
cobweb strange
Sleeping on the steps of a fountain
Waving silver wands to the
night-birds song
Waiting for the sun on the mountain.
She's a moonchild
Gathering the flowers in a garden.
Lovely moonchild
Drifting on the echoes of the hours.
Sailing on the wind
in a milk white gown
Dropping circle stones on a sun dial
Playing hide and seek
with the ghosts of dawn
Waiting for a smile from a sun child.
С альбома "In the Court of the Crimson King" (1969)
Lunar child
Call her child of the moon
The one on the shallows of river
Drings slowly
The lovely child of the moon
She dreams of fabulous dreams
Under the shadow of willow
Forest speech is clear to her
Under the web of branches
And complaints of the fountain
Magic stick choir
Fully birds like a conductor
She leads and the sun is waiting
In the mountains of the foggy
Call her dream child
Blinds lunar flowers
In random gardens
A child in love with the moon
Her echoes of minutes
They have been pumping years
In a milk dress in the wind
Slides, throws runes into a circle
And waiting for an answer,
Playing with the spirits of the dawn
When will it speak to her
Dawn child
King Crimson
Moonchild
Call Her Moonchild
Dancing in the Shallows of A River
Lovely Moonchild
Dreaming in the Shadow
Of the Willow.
Talking to the Trees of the
Cobweb Strange
Sleeping on the Steps of a Fountain
Wling Silver Wands to the
Night-Birds Song
Waiting for the Sun on the Mountain.
She's a moonchild
Gathering the Flowers in a Garden.
Lovely Moonchild
Drifting on the Echoes of the Hours.
Sailing on the Wind
In a Milk White Gown
Dropping Circle Stones on a Sun Dial
Playing Hide and Seek
with the ghosts of dawn
Waiting for A Smile from a Sun Child.
With the album "In the Court of the Crimson King" (1969)
Call her child of the moon
The one on the shallows of river
Drings slowly
The lovely child of the moon
She dreams of fabulous dreams
Under the shadow of willow
Forest speech is clear to her
Under the web of branches
And complaints of the fountain
Magic stick choir
Fully birds like a conductor
She leads and the sun is waiting
In the mountains of the foggy
Call her dream child
Blinds lunar flowers
In random gardens
A child in love with the moon
Her echoes of minutes
They have been pumping years
In a milk dress in the wind
Slides, throws runes into a circle
And waiting for an answer,
Playing with the spirits of the dawn
When will it speak to her
Dawn child
King Crimson
Moonchild
Call Her Moonchild
Dancing in the Shallows of A River
Lovely Moonchild
Dreaming in the Shadow
Of the Willow.
Talking to the Trees of the
Cobweb Strange
Sleeping on the Steps of a Fountain
Wling Silver Wands to the
Night-Birds Song
Waiting for the Sun on the Mountain.
She's a moonchild
Gathering the Flowers in a Garden.
Lovely Moonchild
Drifting on the Echoes of the Hours.
Sailing on the Wind
In a Milk White Gown
Dropping Circle Stones on a Sun Dial
Playing Hide and Seek
with the ghosts of dawn
Waiting for A Smile from a Sun Child.
With the album "In the Court of the Crimson King" (1969)