I dreamed a dream in times gone by
When hope was high
And life worth living
I dreamed that love would never die
I dreamed that God would be forgiving
Then I was young and unafraid
And dreams were made and used and wasted
There was no ransom to be paid
No song unsung
No wine untasted
But the tigers come at night
With their voices soft as thunder
As they tear your hope apart
And they turn your dream to shame
He slept a summer by my side
He filled my days with endless wonder
He took my childhood in his stride
But he was gone when autumn came
And still I dream he'll come to me
That we will live the years together
But there are dreams that cannot be
And there are storms we cannot weather
I had a dream my life would be
So different from this hell I'm living
So different now from what it seemed
Now life has killed
The dream I dreamed.
У меня была мечта
Было время, когда люди были добры,
Их голоса мягки,
Слова – приветливы.
Было время, когда любовь была слепа,
А мир был песней,
Волнующей песней.
Было время…
А потом всё пошло под откос.
Я мечтал в те прошедшие времена,
Когда надежды были велики,
А жизнь стоила того, чтобы жить, -
Я мечтал, чтобы любовь никогда не умирала,
Я мечтал, чтобы Бог был милостив.
Тогда я был молод и смел,
Придумывал себе мечты, использовал их, забывал их,
И не надо было ни за что платить.
Все песни были спеты, все вина испиты.
Но тигры приходят в ночи,
Их голос – мягок, как гром,
Когда они рвут твою надежду в клочья
И надругаются над твоей мечтой.
Он всё лето спал рядом со мной,
Превращал мои дни в бесконечное чудо.
Я был ребёнком, но это его не смущало,
Но пришла осень, и он исчез.
А я всё ещё жду, что он вернётся,
Что мы будем вместе многие годы.
Но есть мечты, не имеющие права на жизнь,
Бывают ураганы, которые невозможно пережить.
Я мечтал, что моя жизнь будет
Совершенно не такой, как тот ад, в котором я живу,
Не такой, какой она казалась,
Но жизнь убила мои мечты. I dreamed a dream in times gone by
When hope was high
And life worth living
I dreamed that love would never die
I dreamed that God would be forgiving
Then I was young and unafraid
And dreams were made and used and wasted
There was no ransom to be paid
No song unsung
No wine untasted
But the tigers come at night
With their voices soft as thunder
As they tear your hope apart
And they turn your dream to shame
He slept a summer by my side
He filled my days with endless wonder
He took my childhood in his stride
But he was gone when autumn came
And still I dream he'll come to me
That we will live the years together
But there are dreams that can not be
And there are storms we can not weather
I had a dream my life would be
So different from this hell I'm living
So different now from what it seemed
Now life has killed
The dream I dreamed.
I had a dream
There was a time when people were kind,
Their voices are soft,
Words - welcoming.
There was a time when love was blind,
And the world was a song
Exciting song.
There was a time ...
And then it all went downhill.
I dreamed in those bygone days,
When hopes were high,
And life was worth living -
I dreamed that love would never die,
I dreamed that God would be merciful.
Then I was young and bold,
Invent a dream, used them, forget them,
And did not have to pay for anything.
All songs were sung, all the drinking of wine.
But the tigers come at night,
Their voice - soft as thunder,
As they tear your hope apart
And abused your dream.
He slept the whole summer with me,
Turned my days in endless wonder.
I was a child, but it does not bother him,
But autumn came, and he was gone.
And I'm still waiting to see what he comes back,
That we will be together for many years.
But there are dreams that do not have the right to life,
There are hurricanes, which can not survive.
I dreamed that my life would be
Absolutely not like the hell in which I live,
Not what it seemed,
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