Текст песни Oren Lavie - Her Morning Elegance Её утренняя свежесть

Her Morning Elegance (original Oren Lavie)

Her morning freshness (translation Oksana from Belgorod) i

Sun been down for days
A pretty flower in a vase
A slipper by the fireplace
A cello lying in its case

Soon she's down the stairs
Her morning elegance she wears
The sound of water makes her dream
Awoken by a cloud of steam
She pours a daydream in a cup
A spoon of sugar sweetens up

And she fights for her life
As she puts on her coat
And she fights for her life on the train
She looks at the rain
As it pours
And she fights for her life
As she goes in a store
With a thought she has caught
By a thread
She pays for the bread
And she goes ...
Nobody knows

Sun been down for days
A winter melody she plays
The thunder makes her contemplate
She hears a noise behind the gate
Perhaps a letter with a dove
Perhaps a stranger she could love

And she fights for her life
As she puts on her coat
And she fights for her life on the train
She looks at the rain
As it pours
And she fights to her life
As she goes in a store
With a thought she has caught
By a thread
She pays for the bread
And she goes ...
Nobody knows

There was no sun for several days.
Wonderful flower stands in a vase,
Slippers lying next to the fireplace,
Cello lying in its case.

Now she walked down the stairs,
Full of morning freshness.
The sound of running water lulls,
But the cloud of smoke woke her up,
And she will splash out their dreams in a mug
And sweeten spoonful of sugar ...

And she fights for her life,
When putting on a coat,
She is fighting for his life when traveling by train ...
She oversees the raindrops,
When the rain comes ...
She's fighting for her life,
Going to the store.
Cmyslyu that from it a little
Not lost,
She buys bread
And there is more ...
And no one knows

There was no sun for several days.
She sings the melody of winter.
There was a sound of thunder, and it seems
Someone knocks at the gate.
Maybe it's the dove brought her a letter?
Or maybe it's a stranger, she loved?

And she fights for her life,
When putting on a coat,
She is fighting for his life when traveling by train ...
She oversees the raindrops,
When the rain comes ...
She's fighting for her life,
Going to the store.
Cmyslyu that from it a little
Not lost,
She buys bread
And there is more ...
And no one knows