Текст песни
I dream of rain
Я мечтаю о дожде,
I dream of gardens in the desert sand
Я мечтаю о садах среди песков пустыни.
I wake in pain
Я просыпаюсь от боли,
I dream of love as time runs through my hand
Я мечтаю о любви, а время сочится сквозь пальцы.
I dream of fire
Я мечтаю об огне.
These dreams are tied to a horse that will never tire
Мои мечты несутся вдаль и не знают устали.
And in the flames
Я смотрю на играющие языки пламени и бегающие тени,
Her shadows play in the shape of a man's desire
И моё распалённое воображение рисует её образ.
This desert rose
Она - роза пустыни.
Each of her veils, a secret promise
Каждая из её масок – тайное обещание.
This desert flower
Она - цветок пустыни.
No sweet perfume ever tortured me more than this
Ни один аромат не мучил меня так, как этот.
And as she turns
Поворачиваясь,
This way she moves in the logic of all my dreams
Она двигается так, как я вижу это в мечтах.
This fire burns
Этот огонь горит,
I realize that nothing's as it seems
И я понимаю, что всё не то, чем кажется.
I dream of rain
Я мечтаю о дожде,
I dream of gardens in the desert sand
Я мечтаю о садах среди песков пустыни.
I wake in pain
Я просыпаюсь от боли,
I dream of love as time runs through my hand
Я мечтаю о любви, а время сочится сквозь пальцы.
I dream of rain
Я мечтаю о дожде,
I lift my gaze to empty skies above
Я смотрю вверх, на пустое небо.
I close my eyes, this rare perfume
Я закрываю глаза. Этот редкий аромат
Is the sweet intoxication of her love
Дарит сладость опьянения её любовью.
I dream of rain
Я мечтаю о дожде,
I dream of gardens in the desert sand
Я мечтаю о садах среди песков пустыни.
I wake in pain
Я просыпаюсь от боли,
I dream of love as time runs through my hand
Я мечтаю о любви, а время сочится сквозь пальцы.
Sweet desert rose
Сладкая роза пустыни.
Each of her veils, a secret promise
Каждая из её масок – тайное обещание.
This desert flower
Она - цветок пустыни.
No sweet perfume ever tortured me more than this
Ни один аромат не мучил меня так, как этот.
Sweet desert rose
Сладкая роза пустыни.
This memory of Eden haunts us all
Это воспоминание из Эдемского сада преследует каждого из нас.
This desert flower, this rare perfume
Этот цветок пустыни, этот редкий аромат
Is the sweet intoxication of the fall
Дарит сладость опьянения осенью.
Перевод песни
I dream of rain
I dream of rain,
I dream of gardens in the desert sand
I dream of gardens among the desert sands.
I wake in pain
I wake up in pain,
I dream of love as time runs through my hand
I dream of love, and time trickles through my fingers.
I dream of fire
I dream of fire.
These dreams are tied to a horse
My dreams go to the distance and do not know how tired.
And in the flames
I look at the playing flames and the running shadows,
Her shadows play in the shape of a man's desire
And my imagined imagination draws her image.
This desert rose
She is a rose of the desert.
Each of her veils, a secret promise
Each of her masks is a secret promise.
This desert flower
She is a flower of the desert.
No sweet perfume ever tortured me more than this
No aroma tormented me like this.
And as she turns
Turning,
This way she moves in the logic of all my dreams
It moves the way I see it in my dreams.
This fire burns
This fire is burning,
I realize that nothing's as it it seems
And I understand that everything is not what it seems.
I dream of rain
I dream of rain,
I dream of gardens in the desert sand
I dream of gardens among the desert sands.
I wake in pain
I wake up in pain,
I dream of love as time runs through my hand
I dream of love, and time trickles through my fingers.
I dream of rain
I dream of rain,
I lift my gaze to empty skies above
I look up at the empty sky.
I close my eyes, this rare perfume
I close my eyes. This rare fragrance
Is the sweet intoxication of her love
Gives the sweetness of intoxication with her love.
I dream of rain
I dream of rain,
I dream of gardens in the desert sand
I dream of gardens among the desert sands.
I wake in pain
I wake up in pain,
I dream of love as time runs through my hand
I dream of love, and time trickles through my fingers.
Sweet desert rose
Sweet rose of the desert.
Each of her veils, a secret promise
Each of her masks is a secret promise.
This desert flower
She is a flower of the desert.
No sweet perfume ever tortured me more than this
No aroma tormented me like this.
Sweet desert rose
Sweet rose of the desert.
This memory of Eden haunts us all
This remembrance from the Garden of Eden haunts each of us.
This desert flower, this rare perfume
This desert flower, this rare fragrance
Is the sweet intoxication of the fall
Gives the sweetness of intoxication in the fall.