[Lyrics by Dmitry Basik & Alena Gornyh]
If you see me dead blind, if you find me insane,
Wildly dancing on ledge of the house in flame.
Will you stay next to me when there's no one around?
Will you dance by my side when the ledge crashes down?
Why have we ever been there? Lent to each other's embrace,
Just helpless puppets we've been dragged from quite different plays.
When she looked deep - he looked high... them someone tried to unite.
Two blind birds in the sky told they would see the sun light.
So close and so strange, so far and so dear,
Too false to be true, so wrong to be real.
Why did we say? Why did we pray each other
Fly, fly Bonny!
Together apart, with the love we would treat,
Or was it the love that deserved to be bred?
To hear it sound, hear it resound to us
Die, die Bonny!
[Chorus:]
Dancing on the ledge
Like dancing on the ledge
Did not we know from the start? Who did we try to deceive?
Or did we cherish that hope? Say, did we really believe?
Say we would need it so much just having nothing to choose...
...It was so easy to dream when we had nothing to lose.
Too false to be true while being so real,
Too far and so close while feeling so weird,
Why did we say? Why did we pray each other
Fly, fly, Bonny!
But losing it all, will we ever regret?
Losing that "something" we never had.
Can hear it sound, hear it resound to us
Die, die Bonny!
[Chorus.]
Say, will you be there when the ledge crashes down?
Dancing with me till we fall to the ground?
Will I hear you say, hear you pray me
Fly, fly Bonny!
Never so close to the last time we part,
Never so true being wrong from the start.
Let's hear it sound, hear it resound to us
Die, die Bonny!
[Chorus.]
Если ты увидишь меня совершенно слепого,
Если найдешь меня сошедшего с ума,
Танцующего дикий танец на карнизе горящего дома,
Останешься ли ты рядом со мной, всеми покинутого,
Чтобы танцевать вместе, когда обрушится карниз?
Почему это вообще с нами случилось? Отдолженные кем-то в объятия друг другу,
Мы были всего лишь беспомощными марионетками, взятыми из совершенно разных спектаклей.
Когда она смотрела вглубь, его взор устремлялся вверх. И кто-то все же пытался их объединить.
Они были подобны двум слепым птицам, которым сказали, что они увидят сияние солнца.
Такие близкие и такие чужие, такие далекие и такие желанные.
Все это было слишком ошибочно, чтобы стать правдой,
Слишком неправильно, чтобы стать реальностью.
Почему же тогда мы говорили, зачем просили друг друга: «Лети, милый! Лети, милая!»
Вместе, но друг без друга, объединенные любовью, которую мы в себе подавляли.
Хотя была ли эта любовь, которую стоило хранить?
Хранить, чтобы услышать, как она отзовется: «Умри, милый! Умри, милая!»
Припев:
Танец на карнизе
Подобно танцу на карнизе.
Разве мы не знали этого с самого начала? Кого мы пытались обмануть?
Или мы все же питали надежду? Скажи, может быть мы на самом деле верили?
Скажи, что мы так нуждались в этом. Скажи, что у нас не было выбора…
…Нам было так легко мечтать, когда терять было нечего…
Это было слишком ошибочно, чтобы стать правдой, но это было реальностью.
Такие близкие и такие чужие — как неправильно все это было.
Почему же мы говорили, зачем просили друг друга: «Лети, милый! Лети, милая!»
Но потеряв все, будем ли мы сожалеть об этом?
Потеряв что-то, чего у нас никогда не было.
Чтобы услышать, как оно отзовется нам: «Умри, милый! Умри, милая!»
Припев.
Скажи, будешь ли ты рядом, когда обрушится карниз,
Танцуя со мной, пока мы не упадем на землю?
Услышу ли я, как ты скажешь, попросишь меня: «Лети, лети, милый!
Никогда мы не были так близки к тому, чтобы расстаться в последний раз.
И никогда все, что было ошибочно с самого начала, не было таким правильным.
Так пусть же прозвучит, отзовется нам: «Умри, милый [Lyrics by Dmitry Basik & amp; Alena Gornyh]
If you see me dead blind, if you find me insane,
Wildly dancing on ledge of the house in flame.
Will you stay next to me when there's no one around?
Will you dance by my side when the ledge crashes down?
Why have we ever been there? Lent to each other's embrace,
Just helpless puppets we've been dragged from quite different plays.
When she looked deep - he looked high ... them someone tried to unite.
Two blind birds in the sky told they would see the sun light.
So close and so strange, so far and so dear,
Too false to be true, so wrong to be real.
Why did we say? Why did we pray each other
Fly, fly Bonny!
Together apart, with the love we would treat,
Or was it the love that deserved to be bred?
To hear it sound, hear it resound to us
Die, die Bonny!
[Chorus:]
Dancing on the ledge
Like dancing on the ledge
Did not we know from the start? Who did we try to deceive?
Or did we cherish that hope? Say, did we really believe?
Say we would need it so much just having nothing to choose ...
... It was so easy to dream when we had nothing to lose.
Too false to be true while being so real,
Too far and so close while feeling so weird,
Why did we say? Why did we pray each other
Fly, fly, Bonny!
But losing it all, will we ever regret?
Losing that & quot; something & quot; we never had.
Can hear it sound, hear it resound to us
Die, die Bonny!
[Chorus.]
Say, will you be there when the ledge crashes down?
Dancing with me till we fall to the ground?
Will I hear you say, hear you pray me
Fly, fly Bonny!
Never so close to the last time we part,
Never so true being wrong from the start.
Let's hear it sound, hear it resound to us
Die, die Bonny!
[Chorus.]
If you see me totally blind,
If you find me insane,
Wildly dancing on the ledge of a burning house,
Do you stay with me, all abandoned,
To dance together when the ledge crashes down?
Why is this even happened to us? Lent to each other's embrace,
We were just helpless puppets, taken from very different performances.
When she looked deep into his eyes upward. And someone is still trying to unite them.
They were like two blind birds, who said that they would see the sun shine.
So close and so strange, so far and so dear.
All this was too false to be true,
Too wrong to become a reality.
Why, then, we said, why asked each other: "Fly, my dear! Fly, my dear! "
Together, but without each other, united by love, we would treat.
Or was it the love that should be stored?
Keep to hear how it will respond: "Die, my dear! Die, my dear! "
Chorus:
Dance on the ledge
Like dancing on the ledge.
Did not we know this from the beginning? Who are we kidding?
Or did we cherish the hope? Say, maybe we really believe?
Say that we have needed it. Say that we have no choice ...
... It was so easy to dream when had nothing to lose ...
It was too false to be true, but it was a reality.
Such close and so strange - how wrong it was.
Why do we say, why asked each other: "Fly, my dear! Fly, my dear! "
But losing everything, whether we regret it?
Losing something, which we never had.
To hear how it will respond to us: "Die, my dear! Die, my dear! "
Chorus.
Tell me, will you be there when the ledge crashes
Dancing with me till we fall to the ground?
I hear, as you say, ask me: "Fly, fly, my dear!
Never have we been so close to having to leave for the last time.
Never all that was erroneously from the outset did not have such a right.
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