France Gall - La chanson d'Azima Лирицс транслатион то енглисх

Azima's Song

When the desert advances
It's life that retreats
Blame it on bad luck
Or god who smites us
 
And the desert is advancing
Nobody believes it
That's out downfall
The impossible fight
 
When the desert advances
What do you want us to be?
The Tuareg women dance
They don't believe it either
 
In their childhood memories
The hunters were there
But the desert advances
The sand becomes king
 
And it's our suffering
Which flows between our fingers
In these immense dunes
Who will survive
 
But you, who come from France
Where people drink to forget
Tell them what you think
Tell them what you see
 
Tell them what their chances are
And that they don't see it
And that we're dying of impotence
But we're keeping the faith
 
May the desert advance
And water never come
Without that deliverance
We no longer have a choice
 
Tell them that night is falling
On this awful emergency
And that it's on our tombs
That the desert is advancing
 
i hope this translation was useful to you. use it wherever, i don't mind.
i write evocative translations rather than precise ones so this might not be 'word for word'.


Још текстова песама из овог уметника: France Gall

Сви текстови песама на овој веб локацији су само за личну и образовну употребу.

Сви текстови песама су власништво и ауторска права њихових власника или власника.