Текст и перевод песни Like a Rolling Stone - Как бродяга [ Bob Dylan ]

Текст и перевод песни Like a Rolling Stone - Как бродяга. В исполнении Bob Dylan [ видео внизу ] Like a Rolling Stone Как бродяга Once upon a time you dressed so fine You threw the bums a dime in your prime, didn't you People'd call, say, "Beware doll, you're bound to fall" You thought they were all kiddin' you You used to laugh about Everybody that was hangin' out Now you don't talk so loud Now you don't seem so proud About having to be scrounging for your next meal How does it feel How does it feel To be without a home Like a complete unknown Like a rolling stone You've gone to the finest school all right, Miss Lonely But you know you only used to get juiced in it And nobody has ever taught you how to live on the street And now you're gonna have to get used to it You said you'd never compromise With the mystery tramp, but now you realize He's not selling any alibis As you stare into the vacuum of his eyes And say do you want to make a deal How does it feel How does it feel To be on your own With no direction home A complete unknown Like a rolling stone You never turned around to see the frowns on the jugglers and the clowns When they all did tricks for you You never understood that it ain't no good You shouldn't let other people get your kicks for you You used to ride on the chrome horse with your diplomat Who carried on his shoulder a Siamese cat Ain't it hard when you discover that He really wasn't where it's at After he took from you everything he could steal How does it feel How does it feel To be on your own With no direction home Like a complete unknown Like a rolling stone Princess on the steeple and all the pretty people They're all drinkin', thinkin' that they got it made Exchanging all precious gifts But you'd better take your diamond ring, you'd better pawn it babe You used to be so amused At Napoleon in rags and the language that he used Go to him now, he calls you, you can't refuse When you got nothing, you got nothing to lose You're invisible now, you got no secrets to conceal How does it feel How does it feel To be on your own With no direction home Like a complete unknown Like a rolling stone Когда-то ты одевалась изысканно, Бросала мелочь бродягам с высот своих, Люди перешептывались, говоря “Осторожно, кукла, когда-нибудь упадешь” А ты думала, что они лишь шутят, И смеялась над теми, Кто ошивался рядом Сейчас ты уже не говоришь так громко, Сейчас ты уже не кажешься такой гордой, Когда попрошайничаешь за порцию еды Каково это Каково это Не иметь крыши над головой Как всем чужой, Как бродяга Ты хорошо училась в лучшей школе, мисс Одиночество, Но знаешь, там ты только развлекалась, И никто не научил тебя, как жить на улице, А сейчас тебе придется свыкнуться с такой жизнью, Ты говорила, что никогда не обратишься с советом К таинственному бродяге, но теперь ты осознаешь, У него нет оправданий, предлогов, И ты смотришь в пустоту его глаз, И спрашиваешь: “Будешь иметь со мной дело?” Каково это Каково это Быть самой по себе Когда нет дороги домой Как всем чужой, Как бродяга Ты никогда не обращала внимания на хмурые взгляды клоунов и жонглеров, Когда те исполняли перед тобой свои фокусы, Ты никогда не понимала, что в этом нет смысла, Ты не должна была позволять окружающим отдуваться за тебя, Ты раньше разъезжала на хромированном коне со своим дипломатом, Пригревшем на плече сиамскую кошечку, И разве не было тяжело, когда оказалось, Что его нет рядом, И что он стащил у тебя все, что смог? Каково это Каково это Быть самой по себе Когда нет дороги домой Как всем чужой, Как бродяга Принцесса в башне, и все эти милые люди Пьют, думая, что смогут всего добиться, Обмениваются дорогими подарками, Но тебе лучше снять бриллиантовое кольцо и заложить его, детка, Раньше тебя веселил Вид Наполеона в лохмотьях и слова, которые он произносил, Иди к нему, он зовет тебя, ты не может отказаться, Когда у тебя ничего нет – тебе нечего терять, Ты стала неуязвимой, у тебя больше нет секретов Каково это Каково это Быть самой по себе Когда нет дороги домой Как всем чужой, Как бродяга

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Сказка на английском языке Wee Little Havroshechka - Крошечка-Хаврошечка

Сказка Wee Little Havroshechka - Крошечка-Хаврошечка There are good people in the world and some who are not so good. There are also people who are shameless in their wickedness. Wee Little Havroshechka had the bad luck to fall in with such as these. She was an orphan and these people took her in and brought her up, only to make her work till she couldn't stand. She wove and spun and did the housework and had to answer for everything. Now the mistress of the house had three daughters. The eldest was called One-Eye, the second Two-Eyes, and the youngest Three-Eyes. The three sisters did nothing all day but sit by the gate and watch what went on in the street, while Wee Little Havroshechka sewed, spun and wove for them and never heard a kind word in return. Sometimes Wee Little Havroshechka would go out into the field, put her arms round the neck of her brindled cow and pour out all her sorrows to her. "Brindled, my dear," she would say, "they beat me and scold me, they don't give me enough to eat, and yet they forbid me to cry. I am to have five pounds of flax spun, woven, bleached and rolled by tomorrow." And the cow would say in reply, "My bonny lass, you have only to climb into one of my ears and come out through the other and your work will be done for you." And just as Brindled said, so it was. Wee Little Havroshechka would climb into one of the cow's ears and come out through the other, and behold! there lay the cloth, all woven and bleached and rolled. Little Havroshechka would then take the rolls of cloth to her mistress, who would look at them and grunt, and put them away in a chest and give Wee Little Havroshechka even more work to do. And Wee Little Havroshechka would go to Brindled, put her arms round her and stroke her, climb into one of her ears and come out through the other, pick up the ready cloth and take it to her mistress again. One day the old woman called her daughter One-Eye to her and said, "My good child, my bonny child, go and see who helps the orphan with her work. Find out who spins the thread, weaves the cloth and rolls it." One-Eye went with Wee Little Havroshechka into the woods and she went with her into the fields, but she forgot her mother's command and she basked in the sun and lay down on the grass. And Havroshechka murmured, "Sleep, little eye, sleep!" One-Eye shut her eye and fell asleep. While she slept, Brindled wove, bleached and rolled the cloth. The mistress learned nothing, so she sent for her second daughter, Two-Eyes. "My good child, my bonny child, go and see who helps the orphan with her work." Two-Eyes went with Wee Little Havroshechka, but she forgot her mother's commend and she basked in the sun and lay down on the grass. And Wee Little Havroshechka murmured, "Sleep, little eye! Sleep, the other little eye!" Two-Eyes shut her eyes a nd she dozed off. While she slept, Brindled wove, bleached and rolled the cloth. The old woman was very angry and on the third day she told her third daughter, Three-Eyes, to go with Wee Little Havroshechka, to whom she gave more work than ever. Three-Eyes played and skipped about in the sun until she was so tired that she lay down o n the grass. And Wee Little Havroshechka sang out, "Sleep, little eye! Sleep, the other little eye!" But she forgot all about the third little eye. Two of Three-Eyes' eyes fell asleep, but the third looked on and saw everything. It saw Wee Little Havroshechka climb into one of the cow's ears and come out through the other and pick up the ready cloth. Three-Eyes came home and told her mother what she had seen. The old woman was overjoyed, and on the very next day she went to her husband and said, "Go and kill the brindled cow." The old man was astonished and tried to reason with her. "Have you lost your wits, old woman?", he said. "The cow is a good one and still young." "Kill it and say no more," the wife insisted. There was no help for it, and the old man began to sharpen his knife. Wee Little Havroshechka found out all about it and she ran to the field and threw her arms around Brindled. "Brindled, dearie," she said, "they want to kill you!" And the cow replied, "Do not grieve, my bonny lass, but do what I tell you. Take my bones, tie them up in a kerchief, bury them in the garden and water them every day. Do not eat of my flesh and never forget me." The old man killed the cow, and Wee Little Havroshechka did as Brindled had told her. She went hungry, but she would not touch the meat, and she buried the bones in the garden and watered them every day. After a while an apple tree grew out of them, and a wonderful tree it was! Its apples were round and juicy, its swaying boughs were of silver, and its rustling leaves were of gold. Whoever drove by would stop to look, and whoever came near marveled. A long time passed by and a little time. One day One-Eye, Two-Eyes and Three-Eyes were out walking in the garden. And who should chance to be riding by at the time but a young man, handsome and strong and rich and curly-haired. When he saw the juicy apples he stopped and said to the girls teasingly, "Fair maidens! Her I will marry amongst you three who brings me an apple off yonder tree." And off rushed the sisters to the apple tree, each trying to get ahead of the others. But the apples which had been hanging very low and seemed within easy reach now swung up high in the air above the sisters' heads. The sisters tried to knock them down, but the leaves came down in a shower and blinded them. They tried to pluck the apples off, but the boughs caught in their braids and unplaited them. Struggle and stretch as they might, they could not reach the apples and only scratched their hands. Then Wee Little Havroshechka walked up to the tree, and at once the boughs bent down and the apples came into her hands. She gave an apple to the handsome young stranger and he married her. From that day on she knew no sorrow, and she and her husband lived happily ever after. Словарик: climb - подъем grieve - огорчать wickedness - горевать shameless - бесстыдный spun - развернулся (пр время spin) woven - тканый maiden - дева, девственный commend - рекомендовать rustle - шорох teasingly - дразня amongst - среди yonder - вон там swung - качаем scratch - царапина unplait - расплести bough - сук sorrow - печаль stretch - протяжение struggle - борьба pluck - срывать bent - изогнутый

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Текст и перевод песни My all - Моё всё [ Mariah Carey ]

Текст и перевод песни My all - Моё всё. В исполнении Mariah Carey [ видео внизу ] My all Моё всё I am thinking of you In my sleepless solitude tonight If it's wrong to love you Then my heart just won't let me be right 'Cause I've drowned in you And I won't pull through Without you my my side I'd give my all To have just one more night with you I'd risk my life To feel your body next to mine 'Cause I can't go on Living in the memory of our song I'd give my all For your love tonight Baby, can you feel me Imagining I'm looking in your eyes I can see you clearly Vividly emblazoned in my mind And yet you're so far Like a distant star I'm wishing on tonight I'd give my all To have just one more night with you I'd risk my life To feel your body next to mine 'Cause I can't go on Living in the memory of our song I'd give my all For your love tonight I'd give my all To have just one more night with you I'd risk my life To feel your body next to mine 'Cause I can't go on Living in the memory of our song I'd give my all For your love tonight Give my all for your love Tonight Думаю о тебе, В моем бессонном одиночестве этой ночью Если это неправильно - любить тебя То мое сердце не право Потому, что я утонула в тебе И я не буду тянуть через без тебя На моей стороне Я бы всё отдала, Чтобы иметь только еще одну ночь с тобой Я бы рисковала жизнью, Чтобы чувствовать твое тело рядом с собой Потому, что я не могу продолжать Жива еще в памяти наша песня. Я отдала бы мое всё За твою любовь сегодня вечером. Крошка, ты можешь меня почувствовать Представь, я смотрю в твои глаза Я вижу тебя ясно В моем воображении все приукрашено И все же ты до сих пор Как далекая звезда... Я желаю на сегодняшний вечер... Я бы всё отдала, Чтобы иметь только еще одну ночь с тобой Я бы рисковала жизнью, Чтобы чувствовать твое тело рядом с собой Потому, что я не могу продолжать Жива еще в памяти наша песня. Я отдала бы мое все За твою любовь сегодня вечером. Я бы всё отдала, Чтобы иметь только еще одну ночь с тобой Я бы рисковала жизнью, Чтобы чувствовать твое тело рядом с собой Потому, что я не могу продолжать Жива еще в памяти наша песня. Я отдала бы мое все За твою любовь сегодня Вечером.

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The Pearl - Жемчужина (рассказ)

Рассказ The Pearl - Жемчужина The largest single natural pearl known as a drop shaped gem, three inches long and nearly two inches thick, was found by a Persian diver in the pearl bearing bed near Bahrain in the year 1628. The Mogul Emperor Shah Jahan bought it for enormous amount and presented it to his beloved wife Mumtaz Mahall. A century later, the gem known as the “Pearl of Asia” was listed among the treasures of Ch’ien Lung, Manchu Emperor of China and in 1799 it was buried with the Emperor”s body. In the year 1900 a gang of grave robbers managed to steal this famous pearl and sold it to somebody in China. Eighteen years later it turned up in Hong Kong and was acquired as security for a loan by the Catholic Board of Foreign Missions. It is stated, when the loan was in default, the religious people carried it to Paris during World War and sold it for an unrevealed price to an unidentified person, but for an amount believed to be below the prewar estimated value. The present whereabouts of this giant pearl have remained a mystery and, as such it has become only a subject of research. As usual, the giant pearl of Shah Jahan and other historic diamonds mysteriously slipped away from the subcontinent and found their way to Great Britain. Словарик shape - форма, обрабатывать inches - дюйм (= 2, 5 см) giant - гигант, огромный, unrevealed - нераскрытый thick - толстый, жирный slip - скольжение, сдвиг enormous - громадный beloved - возлюбленная; любимая whereabouts - местонахождение robber - грабитель; разбойник; вор loan - ссуда; кредит acquired - приобретать; получать amount - количество gem - драгоценный камень; самоцвет prewar - довоенный

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Текст и перевод песни Feel - Чувствовать [ Robbie Williams ]

Текст и перевод песни Feel - Чувствовать. В исполнении Robbie Williams [ видео внизу ] Feel Чувствовать Come on hold my hand I wanna contact the living Not sure I understand This role I've been given. I sit and talk to God And he just laughs at my plans My head speaks a language I don't understand. I just wanna feel real love Feel the home that I live in 'Cause I got too much life Running through my veins Going to waste. I don't wanna die But I ain't keen on living either Before I fall in love I'm preparing to leave her. Scare myself to death That's why I keep on running Before I've arrived I can see myself come in. I just wanna feel real love Feel the home that I live in Cause I got too much life Running through my veins Going to waste. And I need to feel real love In the life ever after I cannot get enough. I just wanna feel real love Feel the home that I live in I got too much love Running through my veins To go to waste. I just wanna feel real love In the life ever after There's a hole in my soul You can see it in my face It's a real big place. Teary Since that day Forever Feel Come on hold my hand I wanna contact the living Not sure I understand This role I've been given. Возьми меня за руку, Я хочу прикоснуться к живому Я не уверен, что понимаю Ту роль, которую мне дали. Я сижу и разговариваю с Богом, А он лишь смеется над моими планами. Мой ум говорит на языке, Я не понимаю. Я всего лишь хочу почувствовать реальнлюбовь Почувствовать дом, в котором я живу. Потому, что во мне слишком много жизни, Бегущей по моим венам, Которая будет растрачена понапрасну. Я не хочу умирать, Но и жизнь меня не особо привлекает. Перед тем как влюбиться, Я готовлюсь к расставанию с ней. Боюсь самого себя до смерти, Поэтому я все время бегу, Так, что вижу, как добежал, Еще до того, как я на месте. Я всего лишь хочу почувствовать настоящую любовь Почувствовать дом, в котором я живу. Потому, что во мне слишком много жизни, Бегущей по моим венам, Которая будет растрачена понапрасну. И мне нужно почувствовать настоящую любовь В этой жизни и после нее. Мне всего недостаточно. Я всего лишь хочу почувствовать настоящую любовь Почувствовать дом, в котором я живу. Потому, что во мне слишком много любви, Бегущей по моим венам, Которая будет растрачена понапрасну. И мне нужно почувствовать настоящую любовь В этой жизни и после нее. В моей душе — пустота, Ты можешь увидеть это на моем лице. Это действительно огромная пустота. Плачу. С этого дня Всегда Почувствуй Возьми меня за руку, Я хочу прикоснуться к живому Я не уверен, что понимаю Ту роль, которую мне дали.

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Сказка The Three Wishes - Три желания

Сказка The Three Wishes - Три желания Once upon a time... a woodcutter lived happily with his wife in a pretty little log cabin in the middle of a thick forest. Each morning he set off singing to work, and when he came home in the evening, a plate of hot steaming soup was always waiting for him. One day, however, he had a strange surprise. He came upon a big fir tree with strange open holes on the trunk. It looked somehow different from the other trees, and as he was about to chop it down, the alarmed face of an elf popped out of a hole. "What's all this banging?" asked the elf. 'You're not thinking of cutting down the tree, are you? It's my home. I live here!" The woodcutter dropped his axe in astonishment. "Well, I..." he stammered. "With all the other trees there are in this forest, you have to pick this one. Lucky I was in, or I would have found myself homeless." Taken aback at these words, the woodcutter quickly recovered, for after all the elf was quite tiny, while he himself was a big hefty chap, and he boldly replied, 'I'll cut down any tree I like, so ...* "All right! All right!" broke in the elf. "Shall we put it in this way: if you don't cut down this tree, I grant you three wishes. Agreed?" The woodcutter scratched his head. "Three wishes, you say? Yes, I agree." And he began to hack at another tree. As he worked and sweated at his task, the woodcutter kept thinking about the magic wishes. "I'll see what my wife thinks..." The woodcutter's wife was busily cleaning a pot outside the house when her husband arrived. Grabbing her round the waist, he twirled her in delight. "Hooray! Hooray! Our luck is in!" The woman could not understand why her husband was so pleased with himself and she shrugged herself free. Later, however, over a glass of fine wine at the table, the woodcutter told his wife of his meeting, with the elf, and she too began to picture the wonderful things that the elf's three wishes might give them. The woodcutter's wife took a first sip of wine from her husband's glass. "Nice", she said, smacking her lips. "I wish I had a string of sausages to go with it, though..." Instantly she bit her tongue, but too late. Out of the air appeared the sausages, while the woodcutter stuttered with rage. "... what have you done! Sausages... What a stupid waste of a wish! You foolish woman. I wish they would stick up your nose!" No sooner said than done. For the sausages leapt up and stuck fast to the end of the woman's nose. This time, the woodcutter's wife flew into a rage. "You idiot, what have you done? With all the things we could have wished for ..." The mortified woodcutter, who had just repeated his wife's own mistake, exclaimed: "I'd chop...' Luckily he stopped himself in time, realising with horror that he'd been on the point of having his tongue chopped off. As his wife complained and blamed him, the poor man burst out laughing, "If only you knew how funny you look with those sausages on the end of your nose!' Now that really upset the woodcutter's wife. She hadn't thought of her looks. She tried to tug away the sausages but they would not budge. She pulled again and again, but in vain. The sausages were firmly attached to her nose. Terrified, she exclaimed, "They'll be there for the rest of my life!" Feeling sorry for his wife and wondering how he could ever put up with a woman with such an awkward nose, the woodcutter said, "I'll try." Grasping the string of sausages, he tugged with all his might. But he simply pulled his wife over on top of him. The pair sat on the floor, gazing sadly at each other. "What shall we do now?" they said, each thinking the same thought. "There's only one thing we can do ..." ventured the woodcutter's wife timidly. "Yes, I'm afraid so..." her husband sighed, remembering their dreams of reaches, and he bravely wished the third and last wish, "I wish the sausages would leave my wife's nose." And they did. Instantly, husband and wife hugged each other tearfully, saying, "Maybe we'll be poor, but we'll be happy again!" That evening, the only reminder of the woodcutter's meeting with the elf was the string of sausages. So the couple fried them, gloomily thinking of what that meal had cost them. Словарик: woodcutter - лесоруб grasping - схватывать stammer - заикаться astonishment - удивление, изумление blame - порицание, упрек hug - крепко обнимать gazing - пристально глядеть elf - эльф gloomily - мрачно, угрюмо horror - ужас, sausages - колбаса, сосиски venture - рисковать, решаться timidly - робко grab - захватывать twirl - вращение waist - талия, корсаж

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Текст и перевод песни Love me tender - Люби меня нежно [ Elvis Presley ]

Текст и перевод песни Love me tender - Люби меня нежно. В исполнении Elvis Presley [ видео внизу ] Love me tender Люби меня нежно Love me tender, love me sweet, Never let me go. You have made my life complete, And I love you so. Love me tender, love me true, All my dreams fulfilled, For my darling I love you, And I always will. Love me tender, love me long, Take me to your heart. For it's there that I belong, And we'll never part. Love me tender, love me true, All my dreams fulfilled, For my darling I love you, And I always will. Love me tender, love me, dear, Tell me you are mine. I'll be yours through all the years, Till the end of time. Love me tender, love me true, All my dreams fulfilled, For my darling I love you, And I always will. Люби меня нежно, люби меня сладко, Никогда не отпускай меня. Ты сделала мою жизнь полной, И я так тебя люблю. Люби меня нежно, люби меня так, Исполняя все мои мечты, Для моей дорогой, я люблю тебя, И всегда буду любить. Люби меня нежно, люби меня долго, Возьми меня к твоему сердцу. Ведь это то, чему я принадлежу, И мы никогда не расстанемся. Люби меня нежно, люби меня так, Исполняя все мои мечты, Для моей дорогой, я люблю тебя, И всегда буду тебя любить. Люби меня нежно, люби меня, дорогая, Скажи мне, что ты моя. Я буду твоим долгие годы, До конца дней. Люби меня нежно, люби меня так, Исполняя все мои мечты, Для моей дорогой, я люблю тебя, И всегда буду тебя любить.

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Сказка The Story of the Sleeping Beauty - Спящая красавица

Сказка The Story of the Sleeping Beauty - Спящая красавица Once upon a time in a land far, far away an evil queen sat with her magic mirror in her hand. She was appalled when this mirror revealed to her that she was no longer the most beautiful in all the land, but that a young princess was instead. In her rage, the evil queen ordered that the princess be led deep into the forest, and then be killed. However, the old woman assigned the grim task of leading the beautiful girl astray took pity upon her intended victim, and left her in the forest without killing her. In the forest the princess found shelter with seven "bogatrys"(warriors), and she lived there very happily. She had no idea that back in the castle the wicked queen's magic mirror had told her the secret of the girl's whereabouts, and that the queen had made plans to ensure that the princess would not once again escape her wrath. One day the beautiful princess was approached by a seemingly harmless old woman who offered her a delicious red apple. The naive princess never suspected that it was the evil queen in disguise, and gladly took the apple, whereupon her first bite she fell into a deep, seemingly irreversible sleep. All hope was not to be lost. Far away the great Prince Yelesei had heard of the fate befallen his love, and set out to break this spell which had cast her into such a deep sleep. He rode on his horse, inquiring the moon, the wind, and the sun, as to where his princess could be found. He finally found her sleeping body encased in a crystal tomb. Smashing the tomb with his sword, he broke the evil spell, and the princess awoke. They lived happily ever after. The evil queen however, did not. She died of grief as soon as her mirror revealed to her that the princess would live happily ever after. Словарик: appall - устрашать; пугать; revealed - показывать; обнаруживать; открывать queen - королева, whereupon - на чём; где; после чего; вследствие чего gladly - охотно; радостно delicious - очень вкусный; восхитительный warrior - воин harmless - безобидный smashing - разбить вдребезги tomb - могила sword - мечь, шпага inquiring - спрашивать, запрашивать befallen - случаться

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