Книга Песен - [21]

И как деревенский кузнец,

Я выйду засветло.

Туда, куда я,

За мной не уйдет никто.

И может быть, я был слеп,

И может быть, это не так,

Но я знаю, что ждет перед самым концом пути;

Серебро Господа моего, Серебро Господа,

Разве я знаю слова, чтобы сказать о тебе?

Серебро Господа моего, Серебро Господа -

Выше слов, выше звезд, вровень с нашей тоской.

RADIO SILENCE

RADIO SILENCE

It suddenly feels like a new year

Like I'm a million miles away from here

I can see some kind of light here

Although I can't name it

I want to talk about moonlight

I want to talk about the wild child, you know

That real wild one, dancing alone

In the middle of the whirlpool

Spinning tales about silence

About radio silence

About some kind of asylum

In the middle of an empty field full of danger

It's strange I don't feel like I'm a stranger

I feel like I belong here

I feel like I've been waiting for a long time

And now I can tell you some stories

Stories about the madmen

Stories about the dream-child

You know, that real wild one

Who dance alone

In the middle of the whirlpool

And I can tell you about silence

About radio silence

About some kind of asylum

In the middle of an empty field full of danger

If you want it

THE POSTCARD

This is a postcard

Saying I'm alright in this beautiful city

This is a phone call

Saying, yes, I am sleeping alone here

But the telephone lines are cut

My hands can't hold the paper

You are on my mind

Nobody knows your name here,

Except when the moon is out

And then they toss in their sleep

Crying out for you to take them

But me I cannot sleep,

I cannot dream,

My heart is shattered

You are on my mind

Once seven colors used to make a man blind

And now we are like birds stuck in barbed wire

Precise, like sunrise

A child just like any other

Made of the bones of the earth

Fragile and deathless

Yes, I'm alright

I'm a church,

And I'm burning down

You are on my mind…

THE WIND

Your eyes are colored like wind

The Wind from the northern sea

A wave on the sand so clear

Whoever got me that far must be laughing

Alright, I can laugh as well

So sweet is your touch

May I never go free

But I'm breaking away

To return unbound

And I hear the sound

Behind my shoulder

Like the shape of the swan, gliding

And when the trees are bare

There will be nowhere to return to

But we stay, believing

Your eyes are colored like wind

Bringing incredible news

I don't know if I'm ready,

Does it matter?

Whoever cut me that deep

I love you

And here I stand, transfixed

Listening to the sound of the wind

THE TIME

Sitting in a corner

In my castle made of single-malt and smoke

With all my friends around me

And I love them "till I choke

And I watch you dance with someone

Someone not even there

And you're simple as in sacrilege

And you are pure as in player

Somewhere there's a point of no resistance

But we make sure there's no getting there

And we're beautiful when we're animals

But so easily scared

And I cannot even talk to you

Stricken down as a hunter to its prey

Sliding down, down this hill of glass again

And there's nothing I can say

I guess it's just the time

I guess it's just the time

I guess it's just the time

And I will see you when the time is over

And then the northern wind calls

And then curtains part

And then the castle wall falls

And there's an arrow in my heart

There's only one way out of prison

Which is to set your jailer free

But then, it's just another bunch of pretty words

That stand between the sailor and the sea

So forgive me, though I know you never will

Battered by your pride

And so I'm locked again within these castle walls

And you freeze alone outside

I guess it's just the time

I guess it's just the time

I guess it's just the time

And I will see you when the time is over

WINTER

Now that the summer is gone

Snow's on the ground

I sought and I found

I know what I found is true

But the bitter gray sky

Fades into silence

Only the fire is left

And some say it's not enough

To carry us through

Days of apple bloom white

Silver and steel

Tales of webs

Spun around a careless heart

I dream of the snow-white seagulls

Crying to show me the way

But I will stay here with you

And nothing will ever come

To tear us apart

Look into my eyes sister

No harm will come to you

Look into my eyes sister

No harm will come to you

THAT VOICE AGAIN

I hear that voice again

I hear that voice again

Seems so simple now

Now that the sky is clear

Maybe the road was tough

But at last we're here

I've nothing to hide from you

Nothing to explain

Just this vision of broken wing

And the raven cries in pain

I hear that voice again

I hear that voice again

If darkness surrounds you

I'll be the fire

To guard your sleep

If there's nothing to stand on

I will lay myself beneath your feet

I will show the world to you

And this world will have no stain

Just hold me now

Hold me close

Don't let me go

But close your eyes

And look away

I hear that voice again

МОЛОДЫЕ ЛЬВЫ

Когда в городе станет темно,

Когда ветер дует с Невы,

Екатерина смотрит в окно,

За окном идут молодые львы.

Они не знают, что значит "зима",

Они танцуют, они свободны от наших потерь!

И им нечего делать с собой сейчас,

Они войдут, когда Екатерина откроет им дверь!

А что нужно молодым львам?

Что нужно молодым львам?