Пол Маккартни. Нет, Маккартни целый. Слушал его концерт в Японии и рыдал. Песня нихрена не про птицу. Про человеков, кажется.
Птица черная
Птица черная поет в ночи…
Крылья ломаные в горстку собери, лети!
Всю-всю жизнь
Ты ждала секунды оторваться от земли.
Птица черная поёт в ночи…
Глазки впалые открой, смотреть начни!
Всю-всю жизнь
Ты ждала минуту, чтоб свободу обрести.
Птица черная, лети, лети,
Свет навстречу, ночь прошла почти...
Johansson, nov/2008
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Blackbird by Paul McCartney
Blackbird singing in the dead of night,
take these broken wings and learn to fly
All your life,
you were only waiting for this moment to arise
Blackbird singing in the dead of night,
take these sunken eyes and learn to see
All your life,
you were only waiting for this moment to be free
Black-bird fly
Black-bird fly, into the light of a dark black night
Paul McCartney. No, McCartney is whole. I listened to his concert in Japan and sobbed. Nichrome song is not about a bird. About people, it seems.
Black bird
A black bird sings in the night ...
Collect wings broken into a handful, fly!
All my life
You waited a second to get off the ground.
A black bird sings in the night ...
Open your sunken eyes, start watching!
All my life
You waited a minute to gain freedom.
Black bird, fly, fly,
Light towards, night passed almost ...
Johansson, nov / 2008
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Blackbird by paul mccartney
Blackbird singing in the dead of night,
take these broken wings and learn to fly
All your life,
you were only waiting for this moment to arise
Blackbird singing in the dead of night,
take these sunken eyes and learn to see
All your life,
you were only waiting for this moment to be free
Black bird fly
Black-bird fly, into the light of a dark black night
