Текст песни Конец летА - Сювеярви

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Когда я устану от дней суеты,
Здесь, у воды, найду я покой.
Зимой или летом, грустен иль счастлив,
Приду я сюда, потолкую с тобой.

А помнишь ли ты, вон на том берегу
Я в первый раз в жизни узнал про любовь?..
А как собрались компанией шумной:
Костер, и хмель, и табак вновь и вновь.

Как живется тебе, Сювеярви?
Не слишком ли воду мутят рыбаки?
Расскажи, как с дерев опадает листва,
И о чем поет ветер, гонитель волны!

Я окунусь головой непокрытой
В холодные воды, в объятья твои;
Дум вереницу рассудишь ты споро,
И мудрость веков я смогу обрести!

Ты видело войны, празднества, ссоры,
О, кладезь эха слов крикунов!
Безмолвно внимало приказам и плачу,
Не деля наше племя на своих и врагов.

Припев

Я знаю, еще тысячу раз придет лето,
Утихнет сама собой суета.
Вино, пепел, кровь растворятся в тебе,
И все так же будет катиться волна.

Я вдохну свежий ветер до дрожи в груди,
И буду часами стоять на песке.
Когда же вода и небо сольются,
По лунной дорожке пойду я к мечте.
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When I’m tired of daily vanity
Here, on your shores, I shall surely be calm.
Either it rains or it snows, either I’m happy or sad,
To have a nice talk to you I shall come.

Do you remember? Among the trees, over there
I have kissed my girl for the first time.
How jovial were we, me and my friends:
Fire at night, tobacco and wine...

Chorus:
How are you doing, my friend, Suvejarvi?
Isn’t there too much trouble from fishermen’s boats?
Please tell me how leaves find their rest every fall
And what does the wind sing to the wave as it goes!

I’d put my head into water uncovered
And your chill hands would gently hug me.
The puzzle of my thoughts would swiftly be solved
And centuries’ wisdom would advice how to be.

You have witnessed wars, celebrations and treachery,
Prayer, rejoicing and moaning you heard,
You possess the echo of gunshots and bells tolling,
“A friend” and “a foe” mean to you just words.

CHORUS

I know that summer is thousand times more to come,
A vanity surely by itself will cease...
Wine, ashes, blood will be washed by water
But the wave will still run drived by the breeze.

I’ll breathe your fresh air until trembling in my chest,
I will stand on the sand until day becomes dim.
And when the sky and water merge,
The moonway will lead me straight to my dream!

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When I'm getting tired of the days of fuss,
Here, at the water, I will find peace.
In winter or in summer, faithful il happy
I come here, ceiling with you.

Do you remember, won on that shore
I learned about love for the first time in my life? ..
And how gathered by the company noisy:
Bonfire, and hops, and tobacco again and again.

How do you live, Suuteyarvi?
Is the fishermen do not too water?
Tell me how the foliage falls out
And what the wind sing, the wave persecutor!

I will plunge the head uncovered
In cold waters, in your arms;
Dumus Rimenitsa you judge the spores,
And I can find the wisdom of centuries!

You saw war, festivities, quarrels,
Oh, the storage of echo words of Krikunov!
Silently asked orders and cry,
Without making our tribe on your enemies.

Chorus

I know the summer will come a thousand times,
Summates himself.
Wine, ash, blood dissolves in you,
And everything will also roll the wave.

I inhale the fresh wind to the trembling in the chest,
And I will stand for hours on the sand.
When water and the sky are somewhat
On the lunar walkway I will go to the dream.
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WHEN I'm Tired of Daily Vanity
Here, on Your Shores, I SHALL SURELY BE CALM.
Either IT Rains OR IT SNOWS, Either I'm Happy or Sad,
To Have A Nice Talk to You I Shall Come.

Do You Remember? Among The Trees, Over There
I Have Kissed My Girl for the First Time.
How Jovial Were We, Me and My Friends:
Fire At Night, Tobacco and Wine ...

Chorus:
How Are you Doing, My Friend, Suvejarvi?
Isn't There Too Much Trouble from Fishermen's Boats?
Please Tell Me How Leaves Find Their Rest Every Fall
And What Does the Wind Sing To the Wave As It Goes!

I'd Put My Head Into Water Uncovered
And Your Chill Hands Would Gently Hug Me.
The Puzzle of My Thoughts Would Swiftly Be Solved
And Centuries' Wisdom Would Advice How To Be.

You Have Witnessed Wars, Celebrations and Treachery,
PRAYER, REJOICING AND MONING YOU HEARD,
You possess the echo of gunshots and bells tolling
"A Friend" and "a foe" Mean to You Just Words.

Chorus.

I know that Summer Is Thousand Times More to Come
A Vanity Surely by ITSELF Will Cease ...
Wine, Ashes, Blood Will Be Washed by Water
But The Wave Will Still Run Drived by The Breeze.

I'll Breathe Your Fresh Air Until Trembling in My Chest
I Will Stand On The Sand Until Day Becomes Dim.
AND WHEN THE SKY AND WATER MERGE,
The Moonway Will Lead Me Straight to My Dream!