Текст песни Рада Адамс - Душа

Vadim Shefner

"The soul is a hostel of hopes and sorrows ..."

The soul is a dormitory of hopes and sorrows.
When your body rests in the night
About childhood, about a fabulous old beginning
In a dream, a secret memory sighs.

And dreaming of unearthly dreams of opening,
And laziness, it gets a little dark, turns off all the lights,
And conscience, dorm night commander,
Tossing and turning on an iron mattress.

And carelessness slumbers, and anxiety groans -
She dreams of fields sprinkled with blood.
And valor lay down to rest at the threshold,
putting a grenade to the headboard.

And there, by the window, under the evening star,
Poorly illuminated by a farewell ray,
On a festive bed of lilies and thorns
Your first love sleeps soundly.