Translation: During a morning like this one You feel the unreal nature Of everything that happens Of everything that will happen Where does all this disappear ? The Moon, dancing around me And me, dancing around the Moon the High, the Low All around me Those moons dancing around me Where are your best friends in the World? Where are your parents, the most loving Where are your most tender lovers? Where does all this disappear ? We are lines that are parallel My line goes to the Moon Your line goes to the Sun We will never meet We will never meet We start again from the beginning We believe, always and over again It's the Moon dancing around you Or it's you dancing around the Moon The Moon dancing all around me And me, who dance around the Moon Here and there, High and Low To the right, to the Left and in spiral
Це ж про текілу пісня насправді, так? Тому що текілу з агави роблять, і хоч агава і не кактус, але схожа на кактус. І от я уявляю собі як люди танцюють навколо агави, проводячи якийсь стародавній ритуал для того, щоб вона виросла скоріше, щоб зробити з неї текіли і відсвяткувати якесь чергове свято! А вона не росте ніяк, зараза... І не буде ні текіли, ні святкування. І тому пісня така сумна. Еее, понаписував тут. Треба мабуть французьку йти вчить.
Translation: During a morning like this one You feel the unreal nature Of everything that happens Of everything that will happen Where does all this disappear ? The Moon, dancing around me And me, dancing around the Moon the High, the Low All around me Those moons dancing around me Where are your best friends in the World? Where are your parents, the most loving Where are your most tender lovers? Where does all this disappear ? We are lines that are parallel My line goes to the Moon Your line goes to the Sun We will never meet We will never meet We start again from the beginning We believe, always and over again It's the Moon dancing around you Or it's you dancing around the Moon The Moon dancing all around me And me, who dance around the Moon Here and there, High and Low To the right, to the Left and in spiral
quelles voix! magnifiques interprétation, bravo les filles!
Merci Nova pour cette session !
гарнючі!
amazing!
цьом їм ВЕЛИЧЕЗНИЙ музичний ЦЬОМ!!!!
Обожнюю!
cool cool cool ,да...
Translation:
During a morning like this one
You feel the unreal nature
Of everything that happens
Of everything that will happen
Where does all this disappear ?
The Moon, dancing around me
And me, dancing around the Moon
the High, the Low
All around me
Those moons dancing around me
Where are your best friends in the World?
Where are your parents, the most loving
Where are your most tender lovers?
Where does all this disappear ?
We are lines that are parallel
My line goes to the Moon
Your line goes to the Sun
We will never meet
We will never meet
We start again from the beginning
We believe, always and over again
It's the Moon dancing around you
Or it's you dancing around the Moon
The Moon dancing all around me
And me, who dance around the Moon
Here and there, High and Low
To the right, to the Left and in spiral
Epic❤️
(0:00-1:00) interesting introduction
- and well timed ;)
Ukrainian girls are the Best ! ))
Це ж про текілу пісня насправді, так? Тому що текілу з агави роблять, і хоч агава і не кактус, але схожа на кактус. І от я уявляю собі як люди танцюють навколо агави, проводячи якийсь стародавній ритуал для того, щоб вона виросла скоріше, щоб зробити з неї текіли і відсвяткувати якесь чергове свято! А вона не росте ніяк, зараза... І не буде ні текіли, ні святкування. І тому пісня така сумна.
Еее, понаписував тут. Треба мабуть французьку йти вчить.
Образи їхні...
0:12 Шо там Ніна таке побачила?
lyrics anyone?
lets dance near cactus :)
Translation:
During a morning like this one
You feel the unreal nature
Of everything that happens
Of everything that will happen
Where does all this disappear ?
The Moon, dancing around me
And me, dancing around the Moon
the High, the Low
All around me
Those moons dancing around me
Where are your best friends in the World?
Where are your parents, the most loving
Where are your most tender lovers?
Where does all this disappear ?
We are lines that are parallel
My line goes to the Moon
Your line goes to the Sun
We will never meet
We will never meet
We start again from the beginning
We believe, always and over again
It's the Moon dancing around you
Or it's you dancing around the Moon
The Moon dancing all around me
And me, who dance around the Moon
Here and there, High and Low
To the right, to the Left and in spiral
On dirait qu'elle chantent la Mort et je trouve cela ultra GLAUQUE !!! ULTRA MALSAIN !!!