Божья коровка — Скитальцы song lyrics and translation
The page contains the lyrics and English translation of the song "Скитальцы" by Божья коровка.
Lyrics
Мы построили на пляже замок из песка.
Лето в нем веселье было, а теперь тоска.
На кирпичный нам с тобою не хватило сил,
А песочный очень скоро ветер подкосил.
И мы теперь с тобой, мой друг, скитальцы,
И песок течет сквозь пальцы.
Друг другу мы чужие как пришельцы,
Ходим по песку туда сюда, да, да, да, да.
Мы теперь с тобой скитальцы
И песок течет сквозь пальцы, на на на
На на на на на на на на на на на на на на на на на на на на.
Ты, конечно, вышла замуж, но не за меня,
С мужем был у вас шалашик с дыма и огня,
Но когда июльский ливень в гости к вам пришел,
Ваш шалашик ненадежный смерть свою нашел.
И мы опять:
Ну, а я себе построил крепость у воды,
Где прибой с утра смывает мокрые следы,
Но пришла волна цунами, закипел вулкан,
Все, что нажито годами, смыто в океан.
И мы опять с тобой, мой друг, скитальцы
И песок течет сквозь пальцы.
Друг другу мы чужие как пришельцы,
Ходим по песку туда сюда, да, да, да, да.
Мы теперь с тобой скитальцы
И песок течет сквозь пальцы, на на на
На на на на на на на на на на на на на на на на на на на на.
Lyrics translation
We built a sand castle on the beach.
Summer in it fun was, and now melancholy.
You and I didn't have enough strength for the brick one,
And the sand very soon the wind knocked down.
And now you and I, my friend, are Wanderers,
And the sand flows through your fingers.
We are strangers to each other like aliens,
Walking on the sand back and forth, Yes, Yes, Yes, Yes.
We are Wanderers now
And the sand flows through your fingers, na na na
On on on on on on on on on on on on on on on on on on on on.
You were married, of course, but not to me,
With your husband you had a hut with smoke and fire,
But when the July downpour came to visit you,
Your tent is unreliable death has found its own.
And we again:
Well, I built myself a fortress by the water,
Where the surf washes away wet footprints in the morning,
But the tsunami wave came, and the volcano began to boil,
Everything that has been accumulated over the years is washed into the ocean.
And we are again with you, my friend, Wanderers
And the sand flows through your fingers.
We are strangers to each other like aliens,
Walking on the sand back and forth, Yes, Yes, Yes, Yes.
We are Wanderers now
And the sand flows through your fingers, na na na
On on on on on on on on on on on on on on on on on on on on.