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Три любимых текста песен.

Как и у любго меломана, у меня есть любимые песни. А есть – и любимые тексты, которые и без музыкального содержания хороши (хотя оно, это содержание, так и крутится в голове!). И что же это за тексты, количеством три штуки? Читайте ниже!

RETURN TO FANTASY (Uriah Heep)
© 1975 Ken Hensley (words)

Searching every day,
Looking every way,
Trying to make a connection,
To find a piece of the action.
Like a hungry poet
Who doesn't know
He is close to perfection
Choice is the question.
Moonlight night after moonlight night,
Side by side they will see us ride,
But if they cared to look, then they would see
It's our return to fantasy, fantasy, fantasy
Fantasy, fantasy, fantasy.

Can you understand
That in every man
There's a need to unwind
That’s never been defined.
Somewhere deep within
There's another being
You are somehow abusing
By the person you're using.
Moonlight night after moonlight night
Side by side they will see us ride
But if you care to look, then they would see
It's our return to fantasy, fantasy, fantasy
Fantasy, fantasy, fantasy.

Travelling faster than lightning,
Closer than ever before
We can go on for you, and take you nearer to
The legend of mystery from the beginning of time.
Dreaming... TIME... Dreaming
We can return to the land of the good and the kind.
TIME... Dreaming... TIME... Dreaming
Why don't you come to our party and open your minds.

In another place
There's a newer face
Like an unfinished painting
Your creator is waiting.
The brush and pen describe
What it is inside
That will set your mind thinking
While the others are sinking.
Moonlight night after moonlight night
Side by side they will see us ride
But if they cared to look, then they would see
It's our return to fantasy, fantasy, fantasy, oh yeah
Fantasy, fantasy, fantasy.


LAMPLIGHT SYMPHONY (Kansas)
© 1975 Kerry Livgren

On a winter's night, stars are cold and bright in the sky,
The slumber of the earth is pure and deep.
From a distant wood, drifts the echo of a beast,
The old man stirs and wakens in the night.
He stands before his window gazing at the grave
Forgotten dreams are flashing through his weary mind
And though his life is empty, he pretends that she's still there.

With hunger in his soul, he yearns for life and love gone by,
With memories his one and only joy.
All he has to give, he would give to bring back the life,
And raise the one who lies beneath the snow.
He lights a lamp and looks at pictures of the past
The faces of their youth still glow with new-found love,
But the picture's faded, and time has stolen youth away.

With a spoken word that he thought he heard from her lips,
He felt another presence in the room,
He was filled with fear but filled with joy he arose
And turned to face the image that he knew.
She stood before him and her hand reached out for his
A peaceful light shone in her eyes
She said she'd come to soothe him, and someday they'd be as one.

She began to fade and her image disappeared,
So he was left alone to face the night,
Never in his life, had he been so held in awe,
As he faced the apparition of his wife.
He stood before the window gazing at the grave,
And with a lightened heart he saw the first of dawn,
He knew that she was waiting, that someday they'd be as one.


КОРАБЛЬ («Автограф»)
© 1980 Борис Баркас (текст)

Отрешись от дел земных,
Посмотри – в лучах зари багряной
Сверкая, как коралл, ждет с утра твой корабль
Готовый в путь.
Он горит в огне зари
И к полудню, как туман, растает,
Чтоб вновь родиться в ночь
И к утру быть опять
В своём порту
И снова ждатью

Но пустынен порт, окна не горят,
На причалах нет людей.
В этот ранний час люди крепко спят
Будет трудный день.
Целый день бегут, ищут и спешат
В суматохе разных дел,
Чтобы успеть,
Чтобы успеть до ночи.

И ложатся спать, думая о том, что корабль опять придёт,
И нужно встать к рассвету,
Но а поутру покидают дом для своих земных хлопот
Совсем забыв об этом.

Оторвись от дел земных,
Поспеши, пока еще не поздно,
Опять горит заря
И в порту твой корабль
В который раз
Вновь ждёт тебя.

Людям легче жить, веря, что всегда,
Сколько б не прошло времён,
Придёт корабль рассветный.
Но а если вдруг в жизни никогда больше не вернётся он,
И тот, что ждёт – последний?..
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