Перевод песни The times they are a-changin' | Группа byrds the | Альбом Turn! Turn! Turn!

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Come gather round people, Wherever you roam, And admit that the waters Around you have grown, And accept it that soon You'll be drenched to the bone. If your time to you is worth savin', Then you better start swimming, Or you'll sink like a stone, For the times they are a-changin'.

Соберитесь, люди, Где бы вы ни бродили, И признайте, что вода Поднялась вокруг, Поймите, что скоро Вы промокнете до нитки. Если время дорого для вас, Тогда уж лучше плывите, А иначе камнем пойдёте на дно, Ведь времена меняются.

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Come writers and critics Who prophesize with your pen, Keep your eyes open, The chance won't come again. Watch what you say For the wheel's still in spin, And there ain't tellin' who that it's naming. For the loser now Will be later to win, For the times they are a-changin'.

Писатели и критики, Что пророчествуют пером, Раскройте глаза, Такого шанса больше не представится. Следите за словами, Ведь колесо всё ещё вращается, И никому не определить, чьё имя будет названо. Ведь проигравший теперь Выиграет позже, Поскольку времена меняются.

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Come senators, congressmen, Please heed the call, Don't stand in the doorway, Don't block up the hall. For he who gets hurt Will be he who has stalled. The battle outside raging, It'll rattle your windows And shake down your walls, For the times they are a-changin'.

А вы сенаторы, конгрессмены, Пожалуйста, прислушайтесь к этому зову, Не стойте в дверях, Не загораживайте коридор. Ведь тот, кто страдает, Станет застрявшим. От битвы, которая бушует снаружи, У вас задребезжат стёкла И сотрясутся стены, Ведь времена меняются.

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Come mothers and fathers Throughout the land And don't criticise What you can't understand. Your sons and your daughters Are beyond your command. Your old road is rapidly aging Get out of the new one If you can't lend your hand, For the times they are a-changin'.

Ну а вы матери и отцы Со всей страны, Не критикуйте того, Чего вы не в силах понять. Ваши сыновья и дочери Вне вашей власти. Ваша дорожка быстро устаревает, Не стойте на пути молодых, Если не можете подать руку, Ведь времена меняются.

Byrds the

Turn! Turn! Turn!

The times they are a-changin' English

Come gather round people, Wherever you roam, And admit that the waters Around you have grown, And accept it that soon You'll be drenched to the bone. If your time to you is worth savin', Then you better start swimming, Or you'll sink like a stone, For the times they are a-changin'.

Come writers and critics Who prophesize with your pen, Keep your eyes open, The chance won't come again. Watch what you say For the wheel's still in spin, And there ain't tellin' who that it's naming. For the loser now Will be later to win, For the times they are a-changin'.

Come senators, congressmen, Please heed the call, Don't stand in the doorway, Don't block up the hall. For he who gets hurt Will be he who has stalled. The battle outside raging, It'll rattle your windows And shake down your walls, For the times they are a-changin'.

Come mothers and fathers Throughout the land And don't criticise What you can't understand. Your sons and your daughters Are beyond your command. Your old road is rapidly aging Get out of the new one If you can't lend your hand, For the times they are a-changin'.