Текст песни La Belle Jig (Urban Trad) с переводом

Let him come into the city

Let him find his lucky penny

Let him put it in his pocket

And shake it all around

I’ve been to pretty buildings, all in search of you

I have lit all the candles, sat in all the pews

The desert had been done before, but I didn’t even care

I got sand in both my shoes and scorpions in my hair

I saw that

Oh the distance is not doable

In these bodies of clay my brother

Oh the distance, it makes me uncomfortable

Guess it’s natural to feel this way

Oh, let’s hold out for something sweeter

Spread your wings and fly

My car became the church and I

The worshiper of silence there

In a moment peace came over me

And the one who was beating my heart appeared and

Oh the distance is not doable

In these bodies of clay my brother

Oh the distance, it makes me uncomfortable

Guess it’s natural to feel this way

Oh, are we locked into these bodies?

Let’s hold out for something sweeter

Spread your wings and fly

Oh, are we locked into these bodies?

Are we anything at all?

Let’s hold out for something sweeter

Spread your wings and fly

This distance is dreaming

We’re already there tonight

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