И еще нашла один текст, планировался для песни,...

И еще нашла один текст, планировался для песни, писался на музыку, но что получилось, не знаю. Перечитала - учитывая, что текст был "заказной", довольна им спустя 7 лет. Удивительно, не помню, была ли это полностью авторская работа, перевод или взаимодействие с автором музыки.

Love Is the Colour of You

And so I fly away again.
I get up early and take the plane
And it will take me far away,
To the land of summer and no rain.

I love the colours of distant lands,
The purple mountains and yellow sands,
But there is just one precious colour
That I cannot find...

It is the colour of you
When I see you in my dreams.
Baby, I know it's you
But I'm yet to find you here.

I catch your rare shades
In the glow of sunrise.
Baby, you must be there,
For I can see your eyes,

For I can feel your skin,
For you're already in,
Deeper than anything.

And I have been drawing and drawing
You in my notebooks, forever drawing,
So that you get closer and closer,
So that I can hold you, and hold you.

Love is the colour of you
That nobody knows but me.
Everything that I do
Carries your shade in it.

I see it through the smoke,
I feel it in the rain,
But maybe with the snow
Here will you come and stay.

Baby, I know you will come true.
There'll be a day when I wear the colour of you.

ЮШ, 2009
И еще нашла один текст, планировался для песни, писался на музыку, но что получилось, не знаю. Перечитала - учитывая, что текст был "заказной", довольна им спустя 7 лет. Удивительно, не помню, была ли это полностью авторская работа, перевод или взаимодействие с автором музыки.

Love Is the Colour of You

And so I fly away again.
I get up early and take the plane
And it will take me far away,
To the land of summer and no rain.

I love the colours of distant lands,
The purple mountains and yellow sands,
But there is just one precious colour
That I cannot find...

It is the colour of you
When I see you in my dreams.
Baby, I know it's you
But I'm yet to find you here.

I catch your rare shades
In the glow of sunrise.
Baby, you must be there,
For I can see your eyes,

For I can feel your skin,
For you're already in,
Deeper than anything.

And I have been drawing and drawing
You in my notebooks, forever drawing,
So that you get closer and closer,
So that I can hold you, and hold you.

Love is the colour of you
That nobody knows but me.
Everything that I do
Carries your shade in it.

I see it through the smoke,
I feel it in the rain,
But maybe with the snow
Here will you come and stay.

Baby, I know you will come true.
There'll be a day when I wear the colour of you.

ЮШ, 2009
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