When I have sung my songs to you
When I have sung my songs to you
I’ll sing no more
T’would be a sacrilege to sing at another door
We’ve worked so hard to hold our dreams just you and I
I could not share them all again I’d rather die
With just the thought that I had loved so well so true
That I could never sing again
That I could never never sing again except to you!
T’would be a sacrilege to sing at another door
We’ve worked so hard to hold our dreams just you and I
I could not share them all again I’d rather die
With just the thought that I had loved so well so true
That I could never sing again
That I could never never sing again except to you!
Кад отпевам моје песме теби
(Ернест Чарлс)
Кад отпевам моје песме теби нећу више певати,
јер било би светогрђе да певам неком другом.
Толико смо труда уложили
да остваримо наше снове, ти и ја,
да не бих могао да их поново делим с неким,
радије бих умро.
Већ ме и сама помисао колико сам дубоко
и искрено волео, наводи да схватим
да никада не бих могао поново да певам,
никада, никада не бих могао поново да певам,
осим теби.
(превео Гаврило Дошен)
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