Текст песни The Byrds - Renaissance Fair
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fair: ярмарка fair: уст., поэт. женщина, возлюбленная fair: нечто вежливое, приличное ----------------------------------------------------- I think that maybe I´m dreaming... I smell cinnamon and spices ----------------------------------------------------- cinnamon: корица ----------------------------------------------------- I hear music everywhere All around kaleidoscope of color I think that maybe I´m dreaming... Maids pass gracefully in laughter ---------------------------------------------------- maid: поэт. девушка gracefully: изящно laughter: хохот ---------------------------------------------------- Wine coloured flowers in their hair Last call from lands I´ve never been to I think that maybe I´m dreaming... Some flash on a soda of prism ---------------------------------------------------- flash: вспышка, сверкание ---------------------------------------------------- Bright jewels on the ladies flashing Eyes catch on a shiny prism Hear ye the crying of the vendors ---------------------------------------------------- ye: уст., поэт. вы vendor: торговец, продающий товар вразнос ---------------------------------------------------- Fruit for sale wax candles for to burn ---------------------------------------------------- wax: воск --------------------------------------------------- Fires flare soon it will be night fall --------------------------------------------------- flare: гореть ярким, неровным пламенем fall: редк. приближение, наступление (сумерек, ночи, зимы) --------------------------------------------------- I think that maybe I´m dreaming... |
fair: Fair
fair: the mouth . poet . woman lover
fair: something polite , decent
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I think that maybe I'm dreaming ...
I smell cinnamon and spices
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cinnamon: cinnamon
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I hear music everywhere
All around kaleidoscope of color
I think that maybe I'm dreaming ...
Maids pass gracefully in laughter
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maid: poet . girl
gracefully: gracefully
laughter: laughter
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Wine coloured flowers in their hair
Last call from lands I've never been to
I think that maybe I'm dreaming ...
Some flash on a soda of prism
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flash: flash, glitter
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Bright jewels on the ladies flashing
Eyes catch on a shiny prism
Hear ye the crying of the vendors
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ye: mouth . poet . you
vendor: trader selling goods hawking
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Fruit for sale wax candles for to burn
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wax: wax
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Fires flare soon it will be night fall
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flare: burn bright , uneven flame
fall: rarely . approximation offensive ( twilight , night, winter)
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I think that maybe I'm dreaming ...