Текст песни Leonard Cohen - ЗНАМЕНИТЫЙ СИНИЙ ПЛАЩ

translated by M. Nemtsov

Four in the morning
At the end of December
Well you there?
Is better? It's about time
NY freezes, but
I am here forever - and
The music on Clinton Street
The whole evening
I heard you're building
My little house
Somewhere in the desert
You do not need to live, I
I hope you remember
Anything hitherto
By the way, Jane went
Medallion show -
Your curl you decided to give her
That night, when I left
- You're really going?

And the last time you
Was so old-looking
Torn at the seam
Famous blue cloak
At the station waiting
Each train meeting
Without Lili Marleen
Back home again
My woman has become
Strands of your life
She returned
But the draw back
As the night Roma
You rushed to the horses
With pale rose in his teeth
Only Jane is no longer
- She sends greetings

And I tell you
My brother, my executioner
What else can I say?
Miss you
And I am grateful -
You could stand in the way of my
If you look within to us
By Jane or me -
Well, your enemy quietly dozing
Come boldly to his wife
And more:
From her eyes disappeared trouble
And I thought that
She will never leave

Here Jane has come
Medallion show
Your curl you could give her
When he left forever

- Always yours,
L. Cohen