Петр Мамонов - Апостолы Петр и Павел (Золотая полка 18.06.15) | Текст песни и Перевод на русский

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• Петр Мамонов
• Апостолы Петр и Павел (Золотая полка 18.06.15)

1. Peter Green – Same Way (John Mayall & the Bluesbreakers: A Hard Road, 1967 Decca)
1 Пет. 2, 1–12
2. Peter Green – Looking for Somebody (Peter Green’s Fleetwood Mac, 1968 Blue Horizon Records)
1 Пет. 3, 8–14
3. Peter Green – Love That Burns (Fleetwood Mac: Mr. Wonderful, 1968 Blue Horizon Records)
1 Пет. 3, 15–17
4. Peter Green – Slabo Day (In The Skies, 1979 PVK/EMI)
1 Пет. 4, 7–11
5. Paul Simon – Richard Cory (Simon and Garfunkel: Sounds of Silence, 1966 Columbia)
1 Пет. 5, 6–11
7. Paul Simon – Patterns (The Paul Simon Songbook, 1965 CBS; Simon and Garfunkel: Parsley, Sage, Rosemary and Thyme, 1966 Columbia)
2 Пет. 1, 5–9
8. Paul Simon – Flowers Never Bend With The Rainfall (Simon and Garfunkel: Parsley, Sage, Rosemary and Thyme, 1966 Columbia)
Рим. 8, 35–39; 12, 9–21; 13, 8–10
9. Paul Simon – A Hazy Shade of Winter (Simon and Garfunkel: Bookends, 1968 Columbia)
10. Peter Green – A Fool No More (In The Skies, 1979 PVK/EMI)

Richard Cory

Whenever Richard Cory went down town,
We people on the pavement looked at him:
He was a gentleman from sole to crown,
Clean favored, and imperially slim.

Твердят, что он владеет половиной городка,
А если взять по связям, - так и всем наверняка.
Банкира достославного единственный сынок
Имеет все, что хочет, все, о чем помыслить смог.

В газетах фото Кори, ну, куда б он ни пошел:
Вот он в опере, в театре, вот торчит на звездном шоу,
А слух об этих оргиях на яхте и т.д...
С подобным наворотом будешь счастлив ты везде.

And he was always quietly arrayed,
And he was always human when he talked;
But still he fluttered pulses when he said,
"Good-morning," and he glittered when he walked.

And he was rich – yes, richer than a king –
And admirably schooled in every grace:
In fine, we thought that he was everything
To make us wish that we were in his place.

So on we worked, and waited for the light,
And went without the meat, and cursed the bread;
And Richard Cory, one calm summer night,
Went home and put a bullet through his head

Hazy Shade of Winter

Time, time, time, see what's become of me
While I looked around
For my possibilities
I was so hard to please
But look around, leaves are brown
And the sky is a hazy shade of winter

Hear the salvation army band
Down by the riverside, it's bound to be a better ride
Than what you've got planned
Carry your cup in your hand
And look around, leaves are brown now
And the sky is a hazy shade of winter

Hang on to your hopes, my friend
That's an easy thing to say, but if your hope should pass away
It's simply pretend
That you can build them again
Look around, the grass is high
The fields are ripe, it's the springtime of my life

Ahhh, seasons change with the scenery
Weaving time in a tapestry
Won't you stop and remember me
At any convenient time
Funny how my memory slips while looking over manuscripts
Of unpublished rhyme
Drinking my vodka and lime

I look around, leaves are brown now
And the sky is a hazy shade of winter

Look around, leaves are brown
There's a patch of snow on the ground...
(3x)

A Fool No More

Yes, I've packed up my clothes
I'm moving away from your door
Lord, I've packed up my clothes
Said, I'm moving away from your door
I've been your fool for so long
Babe, I wont play that fool no more

I gave you all my money
I work as hard as I can
I came home early one morning
I found you with another man

Babe, I've packed up my clothes
I'm moving away from your door
Said, I've been your fool for so long
And lord, I wont play that fool no more

So goodbye, baby
You don't even care
Yes, I had a love so strong for you
But you treat me so unfair

Said, I've packed up my clothes
I'm moving away from your door
You know, I've been your fool for so long
And babe, I wont play that fool no more