Песня из кингсман 2 которую пел мерлин текст

Обновлено: 22.11.2024

Take Me Home Country Roads (оригинал John Denver)
Приведите меня домой, сельские дороги (перевод Ksyunietta из Мозырь)
Take me home, country roads
Приведите меня домой, сельские дороги,
Almost heaven, West Virginia,
В Западную Вирджинию, что подобна раю.
Blue ridge mountain, Shenandoah river,
К горам Блу-Ридж, реке Шенандоа,
Life is old there, older than the trees,
Жизнь здесь стара, старее, чем деревья,
Younger than the mountains, growing like a breeze
Моложе, чем горы, крепнет, словно лёгкий ветерок.

Country roads, take me home
Приведите меня домой, сельские дороги,
To the place I belong,
В то место, которому я принадлежу.
West Virginia, Mountain mamma,
К Западной Вирджинии, горной маме,
Take me home, сountry roads
Приведите меня домой, сельские дороги.

I hear her voice in the morning hour she calls me
Я слышу, как ранним утром её голос зовёт меня,
Radio reminds me of my home far away
Радио напоминает о моём далёком доме,
Driving down the road I get a feeling
И пока я еду в машине, возникает чувство,
That I should have been home yesterday, yesterday
Что я должен был быть дома вчера, вчера.

Take me home, that country road
Приведите меня домой, сельские дороги.
Take me home, that country road
Приведите меня домой, сельские дороги.
Take Me Home Country Roads (original by John Denver)
Bring me home, rural roads (translated by Ksyunietta from Mazyr)
Take me home, country roads
Bring me home, rural roads,
Almost heaven, west virginia,
In West Virginia, that is like a paradise.
Blue ridge mountain, Shenandoah river,
To the Blue Ridge Mountains, the Shenandoah River,
Life is older there, older than the trees,
Life here is old, older than trees,
Younger than a mountains
Younger than the mountains, growing stronger, like a breeze.

Country roads, take me home
Bring me home, rural roads,
To the place I belong,
To the place to which I belong.
West Virginia, Mountain mamma,
To West Virginia, mountain mom,
Take me home, country roads
Bring me home, rural roads.

All my memories gather round her
All my memories are about her,
Miner's lady, stranger to blue water
The miner's wife, unfamiliar with the sea,
Dark and dusty, painted on the sky
Dark and dusty, painted in heaven.
Misty taste of moonshine
The misty taste of moonlight,
Teardrops in my eye
Tears in my eyes.

She calls me
I hear her voice calling me in the early morning
Radio reminds me of my home
Radio reminds of my distant home,
Driving down the road I get a feeling
And while I'm driving in the car, there is a feeling
That I should have been home yesterday, yesterday
That I should have been at home yesterday, yesterday .

Take me home
Bring me home, rural roads.
Take me home
Bring me home, rural roads.

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