Synoptic. Weather forecaster. By Zemfira

Zemfira "Синоптик"
перевод на английский


1

Simply wish it
And I'll kill you,
Only I will keep your photos...
Later
I'll buy shades,
So nobody will see my eyes,
It won't hurt, I promise
But you, please send greetings
And call me more often
From the sky about the weather

2

They will
Look for me, the ones with shoulder-straps
Even my friends will forget my name
They will close their respectable doors
But what are their scowls to me?
I'm outside of the law,
I'm a synoptic /weather forecaster/

See how it goes on,
April, and wheels on the asphalt...

If you can't be a god,
Then I will be one.

Kill, but promise me...
It won't hurt, please try...
And I will come with snow and rains
And I will call you
From the sky about the weather.
It won't hurt, I promise,
But you, send your greetings,
And I will come with rains to your dreams.




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Disclaimer:
Данный перевод является подстрочником,
и сделан исключительно с целью объяснить слушателям-иностранцам, о чем поется в песне.
Сохранение рифм и ритма в цели не входило.