The Byrds - 04) Renaissance Fair (1967. Younger Than Yesterday) | Текст песни и Перевод на русский

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• 04) Renaissance Fair (1967. Younger Than Yesterday)

fair: ярмарка
fair: уст., поэт. женщина, возлюбленная
fair: нечто вежливое, приличное
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I think that maybe I´m dreaming...

I smell cinnamon and spices
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cinnamon: корица
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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: поэт. девушка
gracefully: изящно
laughter: хохот
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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: вспышка, сверкание
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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: уст., поэт. вы
vendor: торговец, продающий товар вразнос
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Fruit for sale wax candles for to burn
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wax: воск
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Fires flare soon it will be night fall
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flare: гореть ярким, неровным пламенем
fall: редк. приближение, наступление (сумерек, ночи, зимы)
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I think that maybe I´m dreaming...

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