Текст песни Birds of Belfast (Kris Delmhorst) с переводом

The field grew wild all that buzzing summer

We dozed a while, woke a little younger

Hung your clothes, waited on the weather

Thorn and rose twine and grow together

When did all the birds of Belfast learn to sing your name?

When did all those silver ashes breathe into flame?

Who are you without your sadness? Who am I without my shame?

When did all the birds of Belfast learn to sing your name?

Which was right, the fight or the surrender?

You my light, my solitary mender

Still the sun will rise on every weeper’s mourning

Tear stained eyes, pearly light adorning

When did all the birds of Belfast learn to sing your name?

When did all those silver ashes breathe into flame?

Who are you without your sadness? Who am I without my shame?

When did all the birds of Belfast learn?

Who am I to sing a love song? Who are you to do the same?

With our weary little hearts full of broken little claims?

Will they even recognize us? Should I give you a new name?

And then all the birds of Belfast would sing it just the same

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