Mark Forster - 747 Лирицс транслатион то енглисх
747
Ey
I don't know why, but baby, I can't stand still
I hang around, but believe me, I see you suffering
I know that you wanna go home with me
I know that you're longing for a break
I don't know why, but something pulls me in front of the door
It won't let me go, I constantly need to get away from here
And how can I prove it to you?
I come back, I fly in circles
When I take off again, then
does everything first become loud and later light blue
When I take off again
Like a 747
I need to fly, fly, fly
Over mountains, over the ocean
Three thousand feet and higher
Like a 747
I need to fly, fly, fly
Through the clouds, through the storm
In between, I kiss the ground
Ey
I don't know where, but it doesn't matter
I love the journey
And is that not the meaning? To know how it tastes, this life
With all its neon-bright colours
With all its light and dark days
I don't know when yet, but I'll come home one day
And believe me, Baby I'll be happy then
With all the places in my head then
As my last stop, I'll fly to you
When I take off again, then
does everything first become loud and later light blue
When I take off again
Like a 747
I need to fly, fly, fly
Over mountains, over the ocean
Three thousand feet and higher
Like a 747
I need to fly, fly, fly
Through the cloud, through the storm
In between, I kiss the ground, ey
Like a 747
I need to fly, fly, fly
Over mountains, over the ocean
Three thousand feet and higher
Like a 747
I need to fly, fly, fly
Through the cloud, through the storm
In between, I kiss the ground, ey
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Mirror - A Mouth Torn by Outcry
I see my image in the mirror.
I ask myself, with tense lips,
Who this stranger is and what she wants.
Is she staring at me or am I at her?
The mirror says you are the one who once
Wanted to hold the sun in your hands.
But the dark city has become your habitation today.
You’re silently dying in your heart.
I wanted to be like the sky,
To be the savior of the half-dead city,
To be a nest for birds.
With my cold and empty hands,
I shouted, „The moon has come,
The woman warrior has come,
The hatless Che Guevara has come”,
Though I’m a lampless nightwalker.
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Thread of Love
United
With a thread of love
Close
With joy in our hearts
In a dream of love
Happy
We whisper like this:
'...Tell me that you always love me and I will be happy
Tell me that we will live united and in a dream I will live...'
United
With a thread of love
Close
With joy in our hearts
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Valkyrie
She flew away - the song did not finish
Fell like a star in the darkness
The dew sparkled with tears in the morning
The grass cried in the wind
She looked for happiness, she stood like a stone
Cutting through the storms of passions
Fighting the waves, but she got tired
She went into the abyss, missing in action
Stardust, like eternal reality
She flew from life to fate
A valkyrie, up through the flames of heaven
To eternal captivity.
The heavens are a gentle mother
Will embrace you and understand
Will take you by the hand and lead you
Away from these walls
The wind carries, the night calls
Whispers poems about you
A valkyrie, up through the flames of heaven
To eternal captivity
Someone changed everything, someone cursed our world
Taking the best for themselves
The threads of fate weave silently
Turning dreams into decay
Let the cranes that fly away
Whisper your name
Let the sun that burns so strongly
Whisper your name
Let the clouds that float by
Whisper your name
Let the night that hides secrets
Whisper your name
We struggle with the winds, let's fight with the birds
The crooked angles of life
We go to the mountaintops and do not give up
Breaking the shackles of darkness
The flame of battles - the sun is our banner
And the sword frozen in the hand
I know that our hour will strike
You will meet us at the gates of heaven.
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New dawn
The last star has dimmed in a pale veil
Oh...
And already the dawn stretches across the flowered fields, a golden mantle
Oh...
Every window opens to the sky
Oh...
While in the distance, a love song fades on the wind
Oh... The sun rises!
Oh sun
Oh sun, who kisses the Spanish women
It’s you
A caress of light on the echo of a thousand mandolins
Up there
In the sweet warmth
The flowers perfume
Still shining with dew
Mouths ignite with passion
And they sing
For you!