Кит Сэлинджер - Стрекозы - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

You know, we probably

They've become too old.

And we don’t go to places

Where dragonflies fly.

I'll stand and watch

On dark waves.

I don't need you

It would be boring.

Distant birds lead us astray

We are led away from the route by familiar faces.

Familiar faces.

We'll run away

From the crazy market

Where they sell things

From our childhood.

We will smile at each other

Saying goodbye to you.

I'm catching you again

And again I let go.

Distant birds lead us astray

We are led away from the route by familiar faces.

Familiar faces.

“You see, I imagined how little children play in the evening in a huge field, in the rye. Thousands of kids, and around - not a soul, not a single adult except me. And I’m standing on the very edge of a cliff, over an abyss, you know? And my business - catch the kids so they don’t break loose.

That's all my work. Guard the guys over the abyss in the rye. I know this is nonsense, but this is the only thing I really want. I guess I'm a fool."