LLL 05
Окаэри.
(прим. “с возвращением”)
Тадайма.
(прим. “я дома”)
Oh, Loveland
On a dazzling, summer’s afternoon…
When everyone
Escapes to the shade of trees…
There
On the burning stone steps in the distance…
Quivering
As though in a mirage…
On those flaring steps
where I left you,
Is where She appeared…
Oh, Loveland
On her faded cheeks, sweat overflowed…
Dripped
And fell onto the street…
Suddenly
The desert street was transformed…
Into a Southern Oasis.
Oh Island
Surely it was her fault
I turned to you…
Oh Loveland,
Oh Island
I love you.
Выход в эфир - 6 февраля 2002 года перевод: Юрий Яворовский
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