Manhattan Skyline
We sit and watch umbrellas fly
I'm trying to keep my newspaper dry
I hear myself say
My boat's leaving now
So we shake hands and cry
Now I must wave goodbye
Wave goodbye, wave goodbye
Wave goodbye, wave goodbye
You know I don't want to cry again
I'll never see your face again
I don't want to cry again
We leave to their goodbyes
I've come to depend on the look in their eyes
My blood's sweet for pain
The wind and the rain brings back words of a song
And they sing wave goodbye
Wave goodbye, wave goodbye
Wave goodbye, wave goodbye
You know I don't want to cry again
I'll never see your face again
I don't want to cry again
So I read to myself
A chance of a lifetime to see new horizons
On the front page a black and white picture of
Manhattan Skyline
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Горизонт Манхэттена
Мы сидим и наблюдаем, как куда-то спешат зонтики...
Я пытаюсь спрятать свою газету от дождя,
И тут слышу свой голос:
"Ну всё, мой корабль отплывает..."
И вот мы пожимаем друг другу руки и плачем,
Сейчас я махну рукой тебе на прощанье,
Махну рукой на прощанье, махну рукой на прощанье,
Махну рукой на прощанье, махну рукой на прощанье...
Ты знаешь, я не хочу снова плакать...
Я больше никогда не увижу твоего лица...
Я не хочу снова плакать...
Мы расстаёмся под их прощальные слова,
Теперь для меня важно, что скажут их глаза...
Моя кровь наполнилась сладкой болью,
Ветер и дождь доносят
Слова песни, которые говорят: "Махни рукой на прощанье,
Махни рукой на прощанье, махни рукой на прощанье,
Махни рукой на прощанье, махни рукой на прощанье..."
Ты знаешь, я не хочу снова плакать...
Я больше никогда не увижу твоего лица...
Я не хочу снова плакать...
Итак, я читаю про себя:
"Шанс всей жизни открыть новые горизонты..."
А на первой полосе -
Черно-белая фотография
Манхэттенского горизонта...
Manhattan Skyline
We sit and watch umbrellas fly
I'm trying to keep my newspaper dry
I hear myself say
My boat's leaving now
So we shake hands and cry
Now I must wave goodbye
Wave goodbye, wave goodbye
Wave goodbye, wave goodbye
You know I don't want to cry again
I'll never see your face again
I don't want to cry again
We leave to their goodbyes
I've come to depend on the look in their eyes
My blood's sweet for pain
The wind and the rain brings back words of a song
And they sing wave goodbye
Wave goodbye, wave goodbye
Wave goodbye, wave goodbye
You know I don't want to cry again
I'll never see your face again
I don't want to cry again
So I read to myself
A chance of a lifetime to see new horizons
On the front page a black and white picture of
Manhattan Skyline
_______________________________________________________
Manhattan skyline
We sit and watch as umbrellas somewhere in a hurry ...
I'm trying to hide his newspaper from the rain ,
And then I heard his voice :
" All right, my ship sails ... "
And so we shake hands and cry,
Now I'm waving your arms you goodbye ,
Makhno goodbye , waving your arms in farewell
Makhno goodbye , waving your arms, goodbye ...
You know, I do not want to cry again ...
I never see your face ...
I do not want to cry again ...
We parted under their parting words ,
Now for me it is important that their eyes will tell ...
My blood is filled with the sweet pain
Wind and rain convey
Lyrics that say : " Mahna hand at parting ,
Makhno goodbye , waving your arms, farewell ,
Makhno goodbye , waving your arms, goodbye ... "
You know, I do not want to cry again ...
I never see your face ...
I do not want to cry again ...
So I read to myself :
" The chance of a lifetime to discover new horizons ... "
And on the front page -
Black and white photography
Manhattan skyline ...
