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- Над треком работали
- Memoire d'Ardente
- Описание
- Raining... (или «Дождливая») – это песня-повествование, где-то чуть сонно-пьяная от дождевого эля, где-то быстрая и пронзительная, словно молния-рапира в изящной руке беззаботной парижской грозы.
- История создания
- http://www.liveinternet.ru/users/vlcord/post162261262/
- Студия
- home studio
- Текст
- Raining…
So deep in loving with this raining night
So gently she’s touching my moribund heart
And with taste of absinth wine she leaves a bitter kiss
On my lips craving for her darkest sleeps
Behind the window to the cemetery land
Where buried are close by my hands
I seek consolation in dozing by night
Finding in her lust the dying delight
In chamber of lorn self-destructing minds
On couch of black covered with white
Languish my dreams despairing and old
Here comes another to put me down the stone
Could you comfort me in my deadly misery?
Would you dare to go with me?
Would you wish to be with me?
Could you confor(t)e moi dans ma desespoir
Would you oses d’e(tre) pres de moi
Would you convoi(ter) d’ai(mer) moi
Once I felt alive when looking at you
Once I felt so weak that senses become true
Time didn’t teach me, still foolish I am
Fear to meet your face and die again
You have no name
You don’t have to feel
You bring just pain
But you don’t like to kill
You have no heart
Just reason and regrets
About love
You wish to have (but fear to get)…
Would you die to be with me?