Текст песни Ольга Эрев - Слишком Много - Керен Пелес, перевод

Too much

Yehud Amihai, Keren Peles

How much here
Olive in Valley
How much here
On the slope of stones
So many dead
What is not enough
No land to hide.

I'm already time
Go to those hills
On paper money,
To the face of the father on copper coins.

Too many memorable dates
And the memory has expired.
Friends forgotten
All that knew
With young nails.
And hidden from the eye lies my love
And I am constantly
Outside, I'm food of hungry winds.

Fatigue no end,
And lacks eyes,
To accommodate it.
Around so many hours
And there is no time.
Why so many swirls and oath,
So many new tracks,
And there is not almost roads
So that you can go
Ourselves to their fate
Ourselves to their fate.

So much hovers around
Someone who escaped hopes.
So many see dreams,
And too few dreams such, whose rallying
Will turn the entire history of the world,
Like Pharaoh dreams.

Fatigue no end,
And lacks eyes,
To accommodate it.
Around so many hours
And there is no time.
Why so many swirls and oath,
So many new tracks,
And there is not almost roads
So that you can go
Ourselves to their fate
Ourselves to their fate.

Behind me
It closes my life.
I am a dog outside.
And the wind in the back of the barbaric boat
Eternally strives to drive me away.
But I am patient
I am a faithful dog.
Waiting for her
Along the streets of my life,
What could be mine always.
Might be mine

How much here
Olive in Valley
How much here
On the slope of stones
So many dead
What is not enough
No land to hide.