Ludovico Einaudi - Потеряться в Жизни - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

"I lost ... I remember my name and where I live, I know who I am on education and who I work, I know what I believe and what I am building my life, but I lost! ...

It may seem strange, but all that I absorbed how a sponge during my life begins to seem some kind of unnatural, tired and fake. As if I wear something more superfluous, which does not allow me to straighten your back and straighten your shoulders.

I want to part with this cargo. I want to remove all these clothes that are constrained by my movements. I'm tired of hiding from life as it is. I want to find myself. Let the way not easy, but I am ready. I am ready to meet towards who ran all this time. I am sure I feel that someone put in me a piece of eternity. She likes it, dug into my mortal tissues and reminds that life is a gift that is worthy of more attention on my part. Events that occur as if deliberately tie it and cause unbearable pain. And then I realized that I was time to wake up ...

I was looking for, but I did not find it. Came, but did not receive a response. I forgot to hours, days, the weeks ... broke, then it built, burned bridges, but always returned to the same.

Life is a search. She will never give you ready-made answers, but she will make learning lessons that cannot be striking. This is a rapid and dynamic stream, which is comprehensive and omnipresent. She will not leave anyone indifferent, because everything that surrounds us is filled with her.

She is a strict, but caring father, she is a gentle arms and his mother's arms. She is a smile of a child. She is a knock of a heart in silence. She is a friend's shoulder in a difficult moment. She is inhale and exhale. She is dawn and sunset, the noise of rain and wind, the singing of birds in the crowns of trees, laughter and joyful exclamations. She is the first cry of the baby and the last sigh of the old man. She is ringing the bell for Christmas and the dead silence in the desert. She is in everything and everywhere friend! She is for us! She does not hold stones for the sinus and never insert the knife in the back. She smiles when we smile. She cries when we are crying. She breathes and lives when we breathe and we live. She is our reflection in the big mirror of this world, and we stand with closed eyes and cannot see and solve the mystery, which is not really not.

Sorry ... I'm sorry that I was filled with the thick walls of beliefs and prejudices. Sorry I watched and did not see. Listen, but did not hear. Sorry for not trusted and relied more in his strength. Sorry that was tied to things and ideas that were forced to judge you biased.

Pink glasses who managed the instruments in my face did not give to see the entire palette of paints and flowers. But I want to remove them. I want to go home and make the first steps to meet you.

Inside everything is compressed when I start to see how with the passion of a loving father, you meet a prodigal son. I want to cry out loudly and crushed when I see any arms, you give up that there is a particle of you. I want to shift to the condation of eternity and feel your uniform breathing, feel that you are near. A carefree children's laughter himself begins to escape from the depths of my soul and fills it with their light and warm everything around. Every moment I want to hold on to you more and more, for each movement, heard sound, kiss, heart knock, handshake and every step. I begin to gradually realize - I am at home!

Thanks ... Thank you for when I remove all my masks from my face, you take and do not turn away from me. Thanks for the fact that when I open the knock of my heart, it never ceases to beat. It reminds me with a smile about you!

Thank you for taught to find in the municipality of my days of miracles that reflect your versatility. Every breath and every opportunity to watch is a gift. Thank you for seeing your presence happiness in your presence fabric. Being in it, I am increasingly gaining joy and peace.

Thank you for this passionate dance of love. I have not yet learned all the movements and sometimes coming to your feet, but I will handle it. Give me a couple of chances and attempts!

I lost ... in you life! .. "