Fifty years have passed like one day

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  • Опубліковано 28 лис 2024
  • I translated song lyrics into English for my friends.
    50 YEARS HAVE PASSED
    Do you remember, it was autumn
    At the small hotel "Under the Roses," room number eight
    The old porter gave us the key with a smile
    Impatiently on the stairs you secretly kissed my hair
    Whether there were more golden leaves
    Or your caresses, my dear today, I no longer know
    You left suddenly afterwards, with the door open
    A leaf fell at my feet with the wind's gust
    And then I understood, it was ending
    Goodbyes, it's time to cross the threshold
    Do you remember, it was autumn
    Room number eight, darkness in the corridor
    I will never forget the "Under the Roses" hotel
    Although a year has passed
    My dear, come back to me, I miss you
    And let the farewells not divide us anymore
    Stop the trains, let the postman never bring
    Any bad news to the hotel under the roses
    You left suddenly afterwards, with the door open
    A leaf fell at my feet with the wind's gust
    And then I understood, it was ending
    Goodbyes, it's time to cross the threshold
    Do you remember, it was autumn
    Room number eight, darkness in the corridor
    I will never forget the "Under the Roses" hotel
    Although a year has passed.
    My captain,....
    My captain, it's already evening my captain,
    So what wine shall we take for our farewell?
    So what wine shall we take if not red,
    For our unfinished journey nights.
    For our nights and sea and sailing,
    We'll take red wine, my captain,
    We'll take red wine, add some rum,
    And a few bitter cloves from the wormwood flower.
    And a few drops of the first lover's song,
    And we'll drink this wine from a port glass,
    And we'll drink this wine for our farewell,
    Nights and seas will pass, but the song will remain.
    For our nights and sea and sailing,
    We'll take red wine, my captain,
    We'll take red wine, add some rum,
    And a few bitter cloves from the wormwood flower.
    My captain, it's already evening my captain,
    So what wine shall we take for our farewell?
    My captain, my captain,
    So what wine shall we take for our farewell?"

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