Sting - Fragil (Portuguese) (текст песни)
e amanha a chuva levara
o sangue que a luta deixou derramar
na pele a dor do aco tao cruel
jamais a nossa voz vai calar
um ato assim pode acabar
com uma vida e nada mais
porque nem mesmo a violencia
destroi ideais
tem gente que nao sente que o mundo assim
ficara fragil demais
choro eu e voce
e o mundo tambem, e o mundo tambem
choro eu e voce
que fragilidade, que fragilidade
(c) sting
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Текст песни:
With her smile as sweet as a warm wind in summer
She′s got me flying like a bird in a bright June sky
And then just when she thinks that I′ve got her number
Brings me down to the ground with her wintry eye
That′s my baby
She can be all four seasons in one day
And when the nighttime comes with no interference
To our warm summer love with all its charms
But like a thoroughbred horse she can turn on a sixpence
And I find that I′m back in Mistress Winter′s arms
That′s my baby
She can be all four seasons in one day
How will I know?
How can I tell?
Which side of the bed she takes when the day begins
She can be kind
She can be cruel
She′s got me guessing like a game show fool
She can change her mind like she changes her sweaters
From one minute to the next it′s hard to tell
She blows hot and cold just like stormy weather
She′s my gift from the Lord or a fiend from hell
That′s my baby
She can be all four seasons in one day
Watching the weatherman′s been no good at all
Winter, spring, summer, I′m bound for a fall
There are no long term predictions for my baby
She can be all four seasons in one day
How will I know?
How can I tell?
Which side of the bed she takes when the day begins
She can be kind
She can be cruel
She′s got me guessing like a game show fool
If it′s a sunny day I take my umbrella
Just in case the raindrops start to fall
You could say that I′m just a cautious fellow
I don′t want to be caught in a sudden squall
That′s my baby
She can be all four seasons in one day
That′s my baby
She can be all four seasons in one day
@ Sting
Текст песни:
My yesterdays are all boxed up and neatly put away
But every now and then you come to mind
′Cause you were always waiting to be picked to play the game
But when your name was called, you found a place to hide
When you knew that I was always on your side
Well everything was easy then, so sweet and innocent
But my demons and my angels reappeared
Leavin′ only traces of the man you thought I′d be
Too afraid to hear the words I′d always feared
Leavin′ you with only questions all these years
But is there someplace far away, someplace where all is clear
Easy to start over with the ones you hold so dear
Or are you left to wander, all alone, eternally
This isn′t how it′s really meant to be
No it isn′t how it′s really meant to be
Well they say that love is in the air, never is it clear,
Try to pull it close and make it stay
Butterflies are free to fly, and so they fly away
And I′m left to carry on and wonder why
Even through it all, I′m always on your side
But is there someplace far away, someplace where all is clear
Easy to start over with the ones you hold so dear
Or are you left to wander, all alone, eternally
When this isn′t how it′s really meant to be
No it isn′t how it′s really meant to be
Well they say that love is in the air, never is it clear
How to pull it close and make it stay
Butterflies are free to fly, why do they fly away
Leavin′ me to carry on and wonder why
Was it you that kept me wandering through this life
When you know that I was always on your side
@ Sting
Текст песни:
Be still my beating heart
It would be better to be cool
It’s not time to be open just yet
A lesson once learned is so hard to forget
Be still my beating heart
Or I’ll be taken for a fool
It’s not healthy to run at this pace
The blood runs so red to my face
I’ve been to every single book I know
To soothe the thoughts that plague me so
I sink like a stone that’s been thrown in the ocean
My logic has drowned in a sea of emotion
Stop before you start
Be still my beating heart
Restore my broken dreams
Shattered like a fallen glass
I’m not ready to be broken just yet
A lesson once learned is so hard to forget
Be still my beating heart
You must learn to stand your ground
It’s not healthy to run at this pace
The blood runs so red to my face
I’ve been to every single book I know
To soothe the thoughts that plague me so
Stop before you start
Be still my beating heart
Never to be wrong
Never to make promises that break
It’s like singing in the wind
Or writing on the surface of a lake
And I wriggle like a fish caught on dry land
And I struggle to avoid any help at hand
I sink like a stone that’s been thrown in the ocean
My logic has drowned in a sea of emotion
Stop before you start
Be still my beating heart
@ Sting
Текст песни:
From the mountains of the moon to the mighty delta
From the deserts of the West to the shining sea
Beneath the canopy of stars flowed the serpent river
Flowing through my father′s land that he left to me
From the baker to the priest to the candle maker
From the highest to the low in my father′s land
We make our offer to the sun ′fore the break of morning
Or else everything we have will just turn to sand
I have a lot to ask
I have a lot that I need to say
I have so much to do
And all I need is another day
From the soldier to the scribe to the carpet maker
All the different colored threads in a carpet loom
A woven tapestry of life is our mighty nation
This is the writing on the wall of my father′s tomb
We have a lot to ask
We have a lot that we need to say
We have so much to do
And all we need is another day
Beneath the desert moon I call you
Beneath the desert moon I sing
Beneath the desert moon so lonely
I′m just a boy who would be king
With just the moon to guide us
We sometimes lose our way
If there′s a light inside us
We′ll follow, follow it to the brightness of the day
Every single blade of grass every yellow flower
Every ripple on the sea or the blue blue Nile
Every leaf on every tree every single creature
From the smallest little bird to the crocodile
We have a lot to ask
We have a lot that we need to say
We have so much to do
And all we need is another day
Beneath the desert moon I call you
Beneath the desert moon we sing
Beneath the desert moon we′re waiting
Before the coming of the king
Beneath the desert moon that′s sinking
We see the Eastern skies on fire
This is where darkness leaves
And shining waters fall
And let the shadows run
And we′ll say, "welcome to the sun"
Brand new day...
From the mountains of the moon to the mighty delta
From the deserts of the West to the shining sea
Beneath the canopy of stars flowed the serpent river
Flowing through my father′s land that he left to me
@ Sting
Текст песни:
Young men, soldiers, nineteen fourteen
Marching through countries they′d never seen
Virgins with rifles, a game of charades
All for a children′s crusade
Pawns in the game are not victims of chance
Strewn on the fields of Belgium and France
Poppies for young men, death′s bitter trade
All of those young lives betrayed
The children of England would never be slaves
They′re trapped on the wire and dying in waves
The flower of England face down in the mud
And stained the blood of a whole generation
Corpulent generals safe behind lines
History′s lessons drowned in red wine
Poppies for young men, death′s bitter trade
All of those young lives betrayed
All for a children′s crusade
The children of England would never be slaves
They′re trapped on the wire and dying in waves
The flower of England face down in the mud
And stained the blood of a whole generation
Midnight in Soho nineteen eighty four
Fixing in doorways, opium slaves
Poppies for young men, death′s bitter trade
All of those young lives betrayed
All for a children′s crusade
@ Sting
Текст песни:
There were rooms of forgiveness
In the house that we share
Bu the space has been emptied
Of whatever was there
There were cupboards of patience
There were shelf-loads of care
But whoever came calling
Found nobody there
After today, consider me gone
Roses have thorns and shining waters mud
And cancer lurks deep in the sweetest bud
Clouds and eclipses stain the moon and sun
And history reeks of the wrongs we have done
After today, consider me gone
I′ve spent too many years at war with myself
The doctor has told me it′s no good for my health
To search for perfection is all very well
But to look for heaven is to live here in hell
After today, consider me gone
@ Sting
Текст песни:
I dream of rain
I dream of gardens in the desert sand
I wake in pain
I dream of love as time runs through my hand
I dream of fire
These dreams are tied to a horse that will never tire
And in the flames
Her shadows play in the shape of a man′s desire
This desert rose
Each of her veils, a secret promise
This desert flower
No sweet perfume ever tortured me more than this
And as she turns
This way she moves in the logic of all my dreams
This fire burns
I realise that nothing′s as it seems
I dream of rain
I dream of gardens in the desert sand
I wake in pain
I dream of love as time runs through my hand
I dream of rain
I lift my gaze to empty skies above
I close my eyes, this rare perfume
Is the sweet intoxication of her love
I dream of rain
I dream of gardens in the desert sand
I wake in pain
I dream of love as time runs through my hand
Sweet desert rose
Each of her veils, a secret promise
This desert flower
No sweet perfume ever tortured me more than this
Sweet desert rose
This memory of Eden haunts us all
This desert flower, this rare perfume
Is the sweet intoxication of the love
@ Sting
Текст песни:
I don′t drink coffee I take tea my dear
I like my toast done on one side
And you can hear it in my accent when I talk
I′m an Englishman in New York
See me walking down Fifth Avenue
A walking cane here at my side
I take it everywhere I walk
I′m an Englishman in New York
whoa I′m an alien
I′m a legal alien
I′m an Englishman in New York
whoa I′m an alien
I′m a legal alien
I′m an Englishman in New York
If "manners maketh man" as someone said
Then he′s the hero of the day
It takes a man to suffer ignorance and smile
Be yourself no matter what they say
whoa I′m an alien
I′m a legal alien
I′m an Englishman in New York
whoa I′m an alien
I′m a legal alien
I′m an Englishman in New York
Modesty, propriety can lead to notoriety
You could end up as the only one
Gentleness, sobriety are rare in this society
At night a candle′s brighter than the sun
Takes more than combat gear to make a man
Takes more than license for a gun
Confront your enemies, avoid them when you can
A gentleman will walk but never run
If "manners maketh man" as someone said
Then he′s the hero of the day
It takes a man to suffer ignorance and smile
Be yourself no matter what they say
Be yourself no matter what they say
Be yourself no matter what they say
(Be yourself no matter what they say 9x)
"whoa I′m an alien
I′m a legal alien
I′m an Englishman in New York 4x"
@ Sting
Текст песни:
Lay my head on the surgeon′s table
Take my fingerprints if you are able
Pick my brains pick my pockets
Steal my eyeballs and come back for the sockets
Run every kind of test from A to Z
And you′ll still know nothing ′bout me
Run my name though your computer
Mention me in passing to your college tutor
Check my records check my facts
Check if I paid my income tax
Pore over everything in my C.V.
But you′ll still know nothing ′bout me
You′ll still know nothing ′bout me
You don′t need to read no books on my history
I′m a simple man, it′s no big mystery
In the cold weather, a hand needs a glove
At times like this, a lonely man like me needs love
Search my house with a fine tooth comb
Turn over everything ′cause I won′t be at home
Set up your microscope and tell me what you see
You′ll still know nothing ′bout me
@ Sting
Текст песни:
You′ll remember me when the west wind moves
Upon the fields of barley
You′ll forget the sun in his jealous sky
As we walk in fields of gold
So she took her love
For to gaze awhile
Upon the fields of barley
In his arms she fell as her hair came down
Among the fields of gold
Will you stay with me, will you be my love
Among the fields of barley
We′ll forget the sun in his jealous sky
As we lie in fields of gold
See the west wind move like a lover so
Upon the fields of barley
Feel her body rise when you kiss her mouth
Among the fields of gold
I never made promises lightly
And there have been some that I′ve broken
But I swear in the days still left
We′ll walk in fields of gold
We′ll walk in fields of gold
Many years have passed since those summer days
Among the fields of barley
See the children run as the sun goes down
Among the fields of gold
You′ll remember me when the west wind moves
Upon the fields of barley
You can tell the sun in his jealous sky
When we walked in fields of gold
When we walked in fields of gold
When we walked in fields of gold
@ Sting
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Пошла жена чукчи в магазин и купила огромную морковь.
Принесла ее домой и долго рассматривала. Потом сказала:
- Совсем, как у моего мужа, однако.
- Вот это да! Такой большой? - завистливо спросила пришедшая к ней подруга.
- Не-а, - ответила женщина. - Такой же грязный, однако.
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