Текст песни John Williams - Yeroushalaim Chel Zahav
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ЗОЛОТОЙ ИЕРУСАЛИМГорный воздух прозрачен как вино,
и запах сосен
плывет в предзакатном воздухе
вместе со звоном колоколов.
И в дремоте дерева и камня,
в плену сна своего, –
одинокий город,
а в сердце его – стена.
Припев.
Иерусалим из золота,
из меди и из света.
Я – та скрипка,
на которой играют все песни о тебе.
Мы оставили колодцы с водой,
пуста рыночная площадь,
и некому взывать на Храмовой горе
в Старом городе.
А в горных пещерах
воют ветры,
и никто не спускается
к Мертвому морю
по дороге на Йерихо.
Припев.
Но сегодня, когда я пришел петь тебе
и сплести тебе венец,
я ничтожней младшего
из твоих сыновей
и последнего из твоих певцов.
И имя твое обожжет губы,
словно укус змеи,
если забуду тебя, Иерусалим,
который весь – золото.
Припев.
Мы вернулись к колодцам
на рынок и на площадь.
Шофар взывает на Храмовой горе
в Старом городе.
И в горных пещерах
сияют тысячи солнц.
Вновь спустимся к Мертвому морю
по дороге на Йерихо.
Золотой Иерусалим
Вина прозрачней воздух горный,
Под вечер даль светла,
В сосновом ветре так просторно
Плывут колокола.
Кусты и камни спят глубоко,
И, весь в плену у сна,
Стоит мой город одиноко,
И в сердце спит Стена.
Припев:
Мой город светлый и святой,
Иерушалаим золотой,
Я лишь струна в твоем кинноре,
Я отзвук твой.
Безлюдна площадь у базара,
В колодцах нет воды,
На гору Храма в город Старый
Затеряны следы.
В пещерах горных ветры спорят,
Их свист - как плач, как стон,
Давно мертва дорога к морю,
Дорога в Иерихон.
Припев
К тебе приду - других смиренней -
Твой сын и твой певец,
Сложу псалом, склоню колени
И протяну венец.
Мой город света, город чуда,
Ты жжешь мне сердце вновь,
Я это имя не забуду,
Как первую любовь.
Припев
Вернулись мы к колодцам старым,
Вот площадь, вот базар,
С горы святой - вослед фанфарам -
Уже трубит шофар.
Сто тысяч солнц над Мертвым морем,
В пещерах ветра звон...
И мы спускались, ветру вторя,
Дорогой в Иерихон.
Yeroushalaim Chel Zahav (Jerusalem of Gold)
Jerusalem of Gold
Mountain air as clear as wine,
and the smell of pine trees
sailing at sunset air
together with the ringing of bells.
And a nap wood and stone,
captured his sleep -
lonely city
and in his heart - a wall.
Chorus.
Jerusalem of gold,
of copper and of light.
I - the violin,
which is played all the songs about you.
We left the pits with water
empty market area
and no one to call out on the Temple Mount
in Old Town.
And in the mountain caves
howling winds
and no one goes down
The Dead Sea
on the road to Jericho.
Chorus.
But today, when I came to sing to you
and you weave a crown
I insignificance Jr.
of your sons
and the last of your singers.
And your name will burn the lips,
like a snake bite,
If I forget thee, O Jerusalem,
which all - gold.
Chorus.
We returned to the wells
the market and the area.
Shofar calls on the Temple Mount
in Old Town.
And in the mountain caves
glow of a thousand suns.
Again descend to the Dead Sea
on the road to Jericho.
Jerusalem of Gold
Wine transparent mountain air,
By evening the distance is pure,
In the pine wind so spacious
Swimming bells.
Bushes and rocks deep sleep,
And, all in the thrall of sleep
Is my city alone,
And in my heart sleeps Wall.
Chorus:
My city, bright and holy,
Jerusalem Gold,
I only string in your kinnore,
I echo yours.
Deserted area near the bazaar,
In wells without water,
At Mount Temple in the Old City
Mislaid tracks.
In the caves of the mountain winds argue
Their whistles - like crying, like moaning,
Long dead road to the sea,
Road Jericho.
Chorus
To you come - othe
Перевод песни
GOLDEN JERUSALEMMountain air is transparent like wine
and the smell of pines
floating in pre-sunset air
along with the ringing of bells.
And in the slumber of wood and stone,
in captivity of his sleep, -
lonely city
and in his heart is a wall.
Chorus.
Jerusalem of gold
from copper and from light.
I'm that violin
which plays all the songs about you.
We left the wells with water
empty market square
and no one to cry on the Temple Mount
in the old town.
And in the mountain caves
howling winds
and no one comes down
to the Dead Sea
on the road to Jericho.
Chorus.
But today, when I came to sing to you
and weave you a crown
I am more insignificant than the younger
of your sons
and the last of your singers.
And your name will burn your lips
like a snake bite
if I forget you Jerusalem
which is all gold.
Chorus.
We returned to the wells
to the market and to the square.
Shofar cries out on the Temple Mount
in the old town.
And in the mountain caves
Thousands of suns shine.
Go down to the Dead Sea again
on the road to Jericho.
Golden Jerusalem
Wines are more clear mountain air,
In the evening, far away light
In the pine wind so spacious
Bells are floating.
Bushes and stones sleep deep
And all captive at sleep
My city is alone
And in the heart sleeps the Wall.
Chorus:
My city is bright and holy
Jerushalaim the golden
I'm just a string in your kinnor
I am your echo.
Deserted square at the bazaar,
There is no water in the wells
On the mountain of the Temple in the city of Old
Lost traces.
In the caves of the mountain winds argue
Their whistle is like crying, like a groan,
The road to the sea has long been dead
The road to Jericho.
Chorus
I’ll come to you - others more humble -
Your son and your singer
Fold a psalm, kneel down
And stretch the crown.
My city of light, city of miracle
You burn my heart again
I will not forget this name
Like a first love.
Chorus
We returned to the old wells,
Here is the square, here is the bazaar,
From the holy mountain - followed by fanfare -
The shofar is already blowing.
One hundred thousand suns over the Dead Sea
In the caves of the wind ringing ...
And we went down, echoing the wind,
Dear to Jericho.
Yeroushalaim Chel Zahav (Jerusalem of Gold)
Jerusalem of gold
Mountain air as clear as wine,
and the smell of pine trees
sailing at sunset air
together with the ringing of bells.
And a nap wood and stone,
captured his sleep -
lonely city
and in his heart - a wall.
Chorus.
Jerusalem of gold,
of copper and of light.
I - the violin,
which is played all the songs about you.
We left the pits with water
empty market area
and no one to call out on the Temple Mount
in Old Town.
And in the mountain caves
howling winds
and no one goes down
The dead sea
on the road to Jericho.
Chorus.
But today, when I came to sing to you
and you weave a crown
I insignificance Jr.
of your sons
and the last of your singers.
And your name will burn the lips,
like a snake bite,
If I forget thee, O Jerusalem,
which all - gold.
Chorus.
We returned to the wells
the market and the area.
Shofar calls on the Temple Mount
in Old Town.
And in the mountain caves
glow of a thousand suns.
Again descend to the Dead Sea
on the road to Jericho.
Jerusalem of gold
Wine transparent mountain air,
By evening the distance is pure,
In the pine wind so spacious
Swimming bells.
Bushes and rocks deep sleep,
And, all in the thrall of sleep
Is my city alone,
And in my heart sleeps Wall.
Chorus:
My city, bright and holy,
Jerusalem Gold,
I only string in your kinnore,
I echo yours.
Deserted area near the bazaar,
In wells without water,
At mount temple in the old city
Mislaid tracks.
In the caves of the mountain winds argue
Their whistles - like crying, like moaning,
Long dead road to the sea,
Road Jericho.
Chorus
To you come - othe