From here the caravans are kids toys
And I can hold them all in my palm
I watch the sea creep round the corner
It connects the dots from here to you
The sunlight burning through the loose flags
Painted high on white church walls
I chase my blood from brain to thumped heart
Until I'm out of breath for trying
Worry not everything is sound
This is the safest place you've found
The only noise beating out is ours
Lacing our tea from honey jars
These accidents of faith and nature
They tend to stick in the spokes of you
But every now and then the trend bucks
And you're repaired by more than glue
Worry not everything is sound
This is the safest place you've found
The only noise beating out is ours
Lacing our tea from honey jars
Why don't you rest your fragile bones
A minute ago you looked alone
Stop waving your arms you're safe and dry
Breathe in and drink up the winter sky
ПЕРЕВОД
Здешние караваны - это детские игрушки,
И я могу держать их всех в своей ладони.
Я наблюдаю за морем, ползущего у меня из-за угла,
Оно соединяет точки от меня к тебе.
Солнечный свет горит сквозь неплотные флаги,
Окрашенные высоко на белых стенах церкви.
Я гоню кровь от мозга к стучащему сердцу,
А пока я устал от своих попыток.
Беспокойство не значит звук,
Это самое безопасное место, что ты нашёл.
Только шум опереждает нас,
Наливая чай с медом из кувшина.
Эти аварии веры и характера,
Они, как правило, - это палки в спицах из тебя.
Но каждый раз тенденция меняется,
И ты отремонтирован на отлично.
Беспокойство не значит звук,
Это самое безопасное место, что ты нашёл.
Только шум опереждает нас,
Наливая чай с медом из кувшина.
Почему бы тебе не оставить в покое свои хрупкие кости?
Минуту назад ты казался одиноким...
Хорош размахивать руками, ты в безопасности и сухой,
Вдохни и выпей это зимнее небо.
From here the caravans are kids toys
And I can hold them all in my palm
I watch the sea creep round the corner
It connects the dots from here to you
The sunlight burning through the loose flags
Painted high on white church walls
I chase my blood from brain to thumped heart
Until I'm out of breath for trying
Worry not everything is sound
This is the safest place you've found
The only noise beating out is ours
Lacing our tea from honey jars
These accidents of faith and nature
They tend to stick in the spokes of you
But every now and then the trend bucks
And you're repaired by more than glue
Worry not everything is sound
This is the safest place you've found
The only noise beating out is ours
Lacing our tea from honey jars
Why don't you rest your fragile bones
A minute ago you looked alone
Stop waving your arms you're safe and dry
Breathe in and drink up the winter sky
TRANSLATION
The local caravans - this baby toys
And I can keep them all in the palm of his hand .
I'm watching the sea , crawling at me from the corner ,
It connects the dots from me to you .
Sunlight burns through the loose flags
Painted high on white church walls .
I drive the blood from the brain to the heart beat ,
In the meantime, I'm tired of their attempts.
Worry does not mean sound
This is the safest place you've found .
Only noise operezhdaet us
Pouring tea with honey out of the jar .
These accidents of faith and character,
They tend to be - it sticks in the spokes of you.
But every time the trend is changing ,
And you're perfectly renovated .
Worry does not mean sound
This is the safest place you've found .
Only noise operezhdaet us
Pouring tea with honey out of the jar .
Why do not you leave alone their brittle bones ?
A minute ago you looked alone ...
Good wave your hands , you're safe and dry
Breathe in and drink this winter sky .
