The Incredible String Band - Fair As You
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моя прекраснейшая любовь, я живу и
учусь песням, что звенят правдой,
их мысль ясна,
их слова малочисленны,
их мелодии благоухают сосной.
любовь живёт между строк,
брошенная в свой воздушный полёт.
когда же слов не останется,
их не останется,
тогда Солнце споёт мою песню.
в лесу, влажном от рассветной росы,
когда чудо наполняет собой воздух,
я думаю, вот бы угнаться за
мелодией, что столь истинна,
чья благосклонная форма
подойдёт ко мне,
благословляя душу на каждом повороте,
и разукрашенной, как рука радуги,
столь редких оттенков,
редчайших оттенков.
Солнце, оно споёт мою песню.
My fairest love I live and
learn the songs that ring true
Whose message is plain
whose words are few
whose melodies smell of the pines
love dwells between the lines
cast upon the air to fly
when words won't do
Words won't do
The sun he sings a song
In forest moist at break of day
When wonder fills the air
I thought to pluck at break of dawn
a melody so fair
Whose gracious form
can match your own
Your soul blessed in every turn
colored by the rainbow's pen
in tints so rare
Tints so rare
The sun he sings a song.
учусь песням, что звенят правдой,
их мысль ясна,
их слова малочисленны,
их мелодии благоухают сосной.
любовь живёт между строк,
брошенная в свой воздушный полёт.
когда же слов не останется,
их не останется,
тогда Солнце споёт мою песню.
в лесу, влажном от рассветной росы,
когда чудо наполняет собой воздух,
я думаю, вот бы угнаться за
мелодией, что столь истинна,
чья благосклонная форма
подойдёт ко мне,
благословляя душу на каждом повороте,
и разукрашенной, как рука радуги,
столь редких оттенков,
редчайших оттенков.
Солнце, оно споёт мою песню.
My fairest love I live and
learn the songs that ring true
Whose message is plain
whose words are few
whose melodies smell of the pines
love dwells between the lines
cast upon the air to fly
when words won't do
Words won't do
The sun he sings a song
In forest moist at break of day
When wonder fills the air
I thought to pluck at break of dawn
a melody so fair
Whose gracious form
can match your own
Your soul blessed in every turn
colored by the rainbow's pen
in tints so rare
Tints so rare
The sun he sings a song.
my finest love i live and
I study the songs that they ring the truth,
Their thought is clear
their words are small
Their melodies are fragrant with pine.
Love lives between the lines,
Abandoned in their air flight.
when words will not remain,
They will not be left,
Then the sun will sing my song.
in the forest, wet from the dawn dew,
When a miracle fills the air,
I think I would be aware of
melody that so truly
Whose favorable form
come to me
blessing the soul on every turn,
and deserted like a hand of rainbow,
such rare shades
rarest shades.
Sun, it will sing my song.
My Fairest Love I Live and
Learn The Songs That Ring True
Whose Message IS Plain
Whose Words Are Few
Whose Melodies Smell of the Pines
Love Dwells Between The Lines
Cast Upon The Air To Fly
When Words Won't do
Words Won't do.
The Sun He Sings A Song
In Forest Moist At Break Of Day
Wonder Fills The Air
I Thought To Pluck At Break of Dawn
a Melody SO Fair
Whose Gracious Form
Can Match Your Own
Your Soul Blessed in Every Turn
Colored by The Rainbow's Pen
IN TINTS SO RARE
TINTS SO RARE.
The Sun He Sings A Song.
I study the songs that they ring the truth,
Their thought is clear
their words are small
Their melodies are fragrant with pine.
Love lives between the lines,
Abandoned in their air flight.
when words will not remain,
They will not be left,
Then the sun will sing my song.
in the forest, wet from the dawn dew,
When a miracle fills the air,
I think I would be aware of
melody that so truly
Whose favorable form
come to me
blessing the soul on every turn,
and deserted like a hand of rainbow,
such rare shades
rarest shades.
Sun, it will sing my song.
My Fairest Love I Live and
Learn The Songs That Ring True
Whose Message IS Plain
Whose Words Are Few
Whose Melodies Smell of the Pines
Love Dwells Between The Lines
Cast Upon The Air To Fly
When Words Won't do
Words Won't do.
The Sun He Sings A Song
In Forest Moist At Break Of Day
Wonder Fills The Air
I Thought To Pluck At Break of Dawn
a Melody SO Fair
Whose Gracious Form
Can Match Your Own
Your Soul Blessed in Every Turn
Colored by The Rainbow's Pen
IN TINTS SO RARE
TINTS SO RARE.
The Sun He Sings A Song.
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