In Pieces рок песня на английском языке
написана в тесном сотрудничестве
с американским поэтом Gordon Sullivan
песню можно послушать на Яндекс.Музыка.
https://music.yandex.ru/album/20415818
Where are you now, I ask most every day;
Still here somehow, or an eternity away?
Outside a crowd, remembered glances sometimes grab at my own;
But you're not there, and once again I find I'm still all alone.
Why do the memories remain?
When all that they bring back is pain?
Completely forgotten the joy that first brought them to me? Tell me please,
If those days cannot return,
Why can't my heart help but turn,
To that time when our hopes and our joys and our trust were still free as our laughs in the breeze?
The streets we strolled, I walk there once again, and again.
Recall our joy, if just to keep away the pain.
In silent squares, I hear the laughs that come from love, young and true,
But see only ghosts, and not the warm and living soul I once knew.
Why do the memories remain?
When all that they bring back is pain?
Completely forgotten the joy that first brought them to me? Tell me please,
If those days cannot return,
Why can't my heart help but turn,
To that time when our hopes and our joys and our trust were still free as our laughs in the breeze?
To that wonderful time when the two of us shared just one heart,
In those days when the world was a song and we each had our part.
When we'd talk of our plans all the night,
But feel mostly that things were just right,
And the world we'd discovered seemed made just for you and for me,
Before you changed your mind and decided it wasn't to be.
Where are you now, I ask most every day,
Beside me somehow? Or somewhere far away?
Where are you now
с американским поэтом Gordon Sullivan
песню можно послушать на Яндекс.Музыка.
https://music.yandex.ru/album/20415818
Where are you now, I ask most every day;
Still here somehow, or an eternity away?
Outside a crowd, remembered glances sometimes grab at my own;
But you're not there, and once again I find I'm still all alone.
Why do the memories remain?
When all that they bring back is pain?
Completely forgotten the joy that first brought them to me? Tell me please,
If those days cannot return,
Why can't my heart help but turn,
To that time when our hopes and our joys and our trust were still free as our laughs in the breeze?
The streets we strolled, I walk there once again, and again.
Recall our joy, if just to keep away the pain.
In silent squares, I hear the laughs that come from love, young and true,
But see only ghosts, and not the warm and living soul I once knew.
Why do the memories remain?
When all that they bring back is pain?
Completely forgotten the joy that first brought them to me? Tell me please,
If those days cannot return,
Why can't my heart help but turn,
To that time when our hopes and our joys and our trust were still free as our laughs in the breeze?
To that wonderful time when the two of us shared just one heart,
In those days when the world was a song and we each had our part.
When we'd talk of our plans all the night,
But feel mostly that things were just right,
And the world we'd discovered seemed made just for you and for me,
Before you changed your mind and decided it wasn't to be.
Where are you now, I ask most every day,
Beside me somehow? Or somewhere far away?
Where are you now
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