I dreamed a dream in time gone by
When hope was high and life worth living
I dreamed that love would never die
I dreamed that God would be forgiving
Then I was young and unafraid
And dreams were made and used and wasted
There was no ransom to be paid
No song unsung, no wine untasted
But the tigers come at night
With their voices soft as thunder
As they tear your hopes apart
As they turn your dreams to shame
And still I dreamed he’d come to me
That we would live the years together
But there are dreams that cannot be
And there are storms we cannot weather
I had a dream my life would be
So different from this hell I’m living
So different now from what it seemed
Now life has killed the dream I dreamed
В своё время я мечтала,
Когда надежда была крепкой, а жизнь стоила себя.
Я видела, что любовь никогда не умрёт,
Я мечтала, что Бог будет прощать.
Тогда я была молода и не боялась,
Мечты появлялись, исполнялись и уходили,
Ни за что не надо было платить,
Ни одна песня не осталась неспетой, ни одно вино не осталось неотведанным.
Но ночью приходят тигры
С голосами, мягкими, как гром,
Разрывая на куски твои надежды,
Превращая мечты в стыд...
И я по-прежнему мечтала, что он придёт ко мне,
Что мы будем вместе годами,
Но есть мечты, которым сбыться не суждено,
Как есть и бури, которых нам не переждать...
У меня была мечта, что моя жизнь будет
Совсем другой, нежели ад, в котором я живу.
Реальность так отличается от того, чем казалась раньше,
И теперь жизнь убила мечту, что была у меня...
I dreamed a dream in time gone by
When hope was high and life worth living
I dreamed that love would never die
I dreamed that God would be forgiving
Then I was young and unafraid
And dreams were made and used and wasted
There was no ransom to be paid
No song unsung, no wine untasted
But the tigers come at night
With their voices soft as thunder
As they tear your hopes apart
As they turn your dreams to shame
And still I dreamed he'd come to me
That we would live the years together
But there are dreams that cannot be
And there are storms we cannot weather
I had a dream my life would be
So different from this hell I'm living
So different now from what it seemed
Now life has killed the dream I dreamed
At one time I dreamed ,
When hope was strong , and life itself was worth .
I saw that love will never die ,
I dreamed that God would be forgiving.
Then I was young and was not afraid ,
Dreams appeared , performed and went,
Never have had to pay
No song left unsung , no wine left neotvedannym .
But the tigers come at night
With voices soft as thunder,
Tearing apart your hopes ,
Turning dreams into shame ...
And I'm still dreaming that he would come to me ,
That we will be together for years,
But there are dreams that come true are not destined
As there are storms, which we can not wait ...
I had a dream that my life would be
Quite different than the hell in which I live.
Reality is so different from what seemed earlier
And now life has killed the dream that I had a ...
