Текст песни S t i n g - The Book Of My Life
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Книга моей жизниПозволь мне посмотреть на огонь и вспомнить свои дни...
И, быть может, это трюк света от огня,
Но трепещущие страницы, что беспокоят мой взор, —
И есть та книга, что я боюсь писать...
Это книга моих дней, это книга моей жизни,
И она порезана так же, как фрукт о лезвие ножа.
В ней можно прочесть обо всем по мере того, как раскрываются новые главы...
В каждой жизни есть свои сожаления...
Если она читается, как загадка, как запутанный лабиринт,
То мне ее не понять до конца моих дней.
Я все же силюсь вспомнить,
Вспомнить слова своей жизни...
Среди них обещания, что были нарушены или исполнены,
Гневные слова, что были сказаны, когда мне хотелось заплакать.
А вот глава секретов и слов откровений.
Если я потеряю все, что имею,
То вот глава о потерях и дух, что не умрет.
А вот глава о любви, где чернила не высыхают...
Здесь же и предложения, заточенные в тюрьму, что я построил из лжи...
И хотя страницы пронумерованы,
Я не вижу, к чему они ведут,
Ведь конец — это тайна, что не прочесть никому
В книге моей жизни...
В ней есть глава об отцах, глава о сыновьях,
Страницы о конфликтах, в которых не выиграл никто
И битвы, что ты проиграла и твое горькое поражение...
А вот страница, где мы так и не встретились...
В ней есть рассказы о счастливом случае, что нельзя спланировать,
А еще глава о Боге, которую я не понимаю,
И обещание Рая и Ада, но я буду проклят, если туда загляну...
И хотя страницы пронумерованы,
Я не вижу, к чему они ведут,
Ведь конец — это тайна, что не прочесть никому
В книге моей жизни...
Но вновь загораются огни дня,
И если одно предложение верно,
То все эти страницы сгорят,
И не останется ничего, кроме тебя...
И хотя страницы пронумерованы,
Я не вижу, к чему они ведут,
Ведь конец — это тайна, что не прочесть никому
В книге моей жизни...
The book of my life
Let me watch by the fire and remember my days
And it may be a trick of the firelight
But the flickering pages that trouble my sight
Is a book I'm afraid to write
It's the book of my days, it's the book of my life
And it's cut like a fruit on the blade of a knife
And it's all there to see as the section reveals
There's some sorrow in every life
If it reads like a puzzle, a wandering maze
Then I won't understand 'til the end of my days
I'm still forced to remember,
Remember the words of my life
There are promises broken and promises kept
Angry words that were spoken, when I should have wept
There's a chapter of secrets, and words to confess
If I lose everything that I possess
There's a chapter on loss and a ghost who won't die
There's a chapter on love where the ink's never dry
There are sentences served in a prison I built out of lies
Though the pages are numbered
I can't see where they lead
For the end is a mystery no one can read
In the book of my life
There's a chapter on fathers a chapter on sons
There are pages of conflicts that nobody won
And the battles you lost and your bitter defeat
There's a page where we fail to meet
There are tales of good fortune that couldn't be planned
There's a chapter on God that I don't understand
There's a promise of Heaven and Hell but I'm damned if I see
Though the pages are numbered
I can't see where they lead
For the end is a mystery no one can read
In the book of my life
Now the daylight's returning
And if one sentence is true
All these pages are burning
And all that's left is you
Though the pages are numbered
I can't see where they lead
For the end is a mystery no one can read
In the book of my life
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The book of my lifeLet me look at the fire and remember my days ...
And perhaps this is a trick of light from fire,
But the trembling pages that my eyes are worried -
And there is that book that I'm afraid to write ...
This is the book of my days, this is the book of my life,
And it cuts the same as a fruit about the blade of a knife.
It can be read about everything as the new chapters are revealed ...
Each lifetime has its regrets ...
If it is read like a mystery, like a tangled labyrinth,
I do not understand her until the end of my days.
I'm still silent remember
Remember the words of your life ...
Among them, promises that were violated or executed,
The angry words that were told when I wanted to cry.
But the head of the secrets and words of revelations.
If I lose everything I have
That is the head of losses and spirit that will not die.
But the head of love, where the ink do not dry out ...
Here the suggestions, sharpened in prison, that I built from a lie ...
And although pages are numbered
I do not see what they do,
After all, the end is the mystery that do not read anyone
In the book of my life ...
It has a chapter about the fathers, the head of sons,
Pages on conflicts in which no one won
And the battle that you lost and your bitter defeat ...
But the page where we did not meet ...
It has stories about the happy case that you can not plan,
And also the head of God, which I do not understand
And the promise of Paradise and Hell, but I will be cursed if it looks back ...
And although pages are numbered
I do not see what they do,
After all, the end is the mystery that do not read anyone
In the book of my life ...
But the lights of the day light up again,
And if one sentence is true
Then all these pages burn
And nothing will remain anything except you ...
And although pages are numbered
I do not see what they do,
After all, the end is the mystery that do not read anyone
In the book of my life ...
THE BOOK OF MY LIFE
Let Me Watch by The Fire and Remember My Days
AND IT MAY BE A TRICK OF THE FIRELIGHT
But The Flickering Pages That Trouble My Sight
IS A Book i'm Afraid to Write
IT's The Book of My Days, It's The Book of My Life
And It's Cut Like A Fruit on The Blade Of A Knife
And It's All There to See As The Section Reveals
THERE'S SOME SORROW IN EVERY LIFE
If IT Reads Like A Puzzle, A Wandering Maze
Then I Won't Understand 'Til The End Of My Days
I'm Still Forced to Remember,
REMEMBER THE WORDS OF MY LIFE
THERE ARE PROMISES BROKEN AND PROMISES KEPT
Angry Words That Were Spoken, WHEN I SHOULD WEPT
THERE'S A CHAPTER OF SECRETS, AND WORDS TO CONFESS
IF I Lose Everything That I Possess
There's A Chapter on Loss and A Ghost Who Won't Die
THERE'S A CHAPTER ON LOVE WHERE THE INK'S NEVER DRY
There Are Sentences Served In A Prison I Built Out Of Lies
Though The Pages Are Numbered
I Can't See WHERE THEY LEAD
For the end is a mystery no one can read
In The Book of My Life
There's a Chapter On Fathers a Chapter on Sons
THERE ARE PAGES OF CONFLICTS THAT NOBODY WON
And The Battles You Lost and Your Bitter Defeat
There's A Page Where We Fail to Meet
THERE ARE TALES OF GOOD FORTUNE THAT COULDNT BE PLANNED
THERE'S A CHAPTER ON GOD THAT I DON'T UNDERSTAND
There's A Promise of Heaven And Hell But I'm Damned If I See
Though The Pages Are Numbered
I Can't See WHERE THEY LEAD
For the end is a mystery no one can read
In The Book of My Life
NOW THE DAYLIGHT'S RETURNING
AND IF One Sentence Is True
All These Pages Are Burning
And All That's Left Is You
Though The Pages Are Numbered
I Can't See WHERE THEY LEAD
For the end is a mystery no one can read
In The Book of My Life