Перевод песни Ghostly echoes | Группа amberian dawn | Альбом End of Eden

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Touching these walls I am feeling how madness is growing in me. I'm hearing these voices and I realise this house is inside my mind.

Коснувшись этих стен, я ощущаю как во мне растёт безумие. Я слышу эти голоса и понимаю: этот дом находится в моём разуме.

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In the garden of this broken court I am walking through and through these open doors and I'm following the voice in a dream state following these calls from behind time.

В саду этого разрушенного дворца Я прохожу в открытые двери И в состоянии сна иду за голосом, Иду на опоздавший зов.

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The ghostly echoes... of cries and sobs... - I'm sedated by sighs, have constant fear on my mind. The ghostly echoes... of whispers and moan... The wind is throwing dry autumn leaves on my dream path through the trees.

Призрачное эхо... рыданий и всхлипов... Вздохи успокаивают меня, на душе непроходящий страх. Призрачное эхо... шёпота и стонов... Ветер забрасывает сухими осенними листьями мою тропу снов среди деревьев.

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Deluded and weak I'm feeling breathing walls against my palm. Changing into something hostile and bad this court is overpowering me.

Сбитая с толку, слабая, я ощущаю под своей ладонью дышащую стену. Изменяясь во что-то чуждое и злое, дворец подавляет меня.

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In the garden of this broken court I am walking through and through these open doors and I'm following the voice in a dream state following these calls from behind time.

В саду этого разрушенного дворца Я прохожу в открытые двери И в состоянии сна иду за голосом, Иду на опоздавший зов.

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The ghostly echoes... of cries and sobs... - I'm sedated by sighs, have constant fear on my mind. The ghostly echoes... of whispers and moan... The wind is throwing dry autumn leaves on my dream path through the trees.

Призрачное эхо... рыданий и всхлипов... Вздохи успокаивают меня, на душе непроходящий страх. Призрачное эхо... шёпота и стонов... Ветер забрасывает сухими осенними листьями мою тропу снов среди деревьев.

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I'm wide awake but I'm dreaming - voices are calling for me. Floating through hollow halls in between the lines of madness and sanity.

Я не сплю, но я грежу — Голоса зовут меня. Парю в пустых залах между безумием и здравым смыслом

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In the garden of this broken court I am walking through and through these open doors and I'm following the voice in a dream state following these calls from behind time.

В саду этого разрушенного дворца Я прохожу в открытые двери И в состоянии сна иду за голосом, Иду на опоздавший зов.

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The ghostly echoes... of cries and sobs... - I'm sedated by sighs, have constant fear on my mind. The ghostly echoes... of whispers and moan... The wind is throwing dry autumn leaves on my dream path through the trees.

Призрачное эхо... рыданий и всхлипов... Вздохи успокаивают меня, на душе непроходящий страх. Призрачное эхо... шёпота и стонов... Ветер забрасывает сухими осенними листьями мою тропу снов среди деревьев.

Amberian dawn

End of Eden

Ghostly echoes English / Английский язык

Touching these walls I am feeling how madness is growing in me. I'm hearing these voices and I realise this house is inside my mind.

In the garden of this broken court I am walking through and through these open doors and I'm following the voice in a dream state following these calls from behind time.

The ghostly echoes... of cries and sobs... - I'm sedated by sighs, have constant fear on my mind. The ghostly echoes... of whispers and moan... The wind is throwing dry autumn leaves on my dream path through the trees.

Deluded and weak I'm feeling breathing walls against my palm. Changing into something hostile and bad this court is overpowering me.

In the garden of this broken court I am walking through and through these open doors and I'm following the voice in a dream state following these calls from behind time.

The ghostly echoes... of cries and sobs... - I'm sedated by sighs, have constant fear on my mind. The ghostly echoes... of whispers and moan... The wind is throwing dry autumn leaves on my dream path through the trees.

I'm wide awake but I'm dreaming - voices are calling for me. Floating through hollow halls in between the lines of madness and sanity.

In the garden of this broken court I am walking through and through these open doors and I'm following the voice in a dream state following these calls from behind time.

The ghostly echoes... of cries and sobs... - I'm sedated by sighs, have constant fear on my mind. The ghostly echoes... of whispers and moan... The wind is throwing dry autumn leaves on my dream path through the trees.