Loreena McKennitt – Sun, Moon And Stars / Song – Lyrics – Prevod na bosanski

 

 

Muzika sa slike  Lebdjeti

 

Krvavi mjesec Zvjezdana prostranstva

 

Marrakesh Night Market”

 

They're gathered in circles

The lamps light their faces

The crescent moon rocks in the sky

The poets of drumming

Keep heartbeats suspended

The smoke swirls up and then it dies

 

Would you like my mask?

Would you like my mirror?

Cries the man in the shadowing hood

You can look at yourself

You can look at each other

Or you can look at the face of your god

 

The stories are woven

And fortunes are told

The truth is measured by the weight of your gold

The magic lies scattered

On rugs on the ground

Faith is conjured in the night market's sound

 

Would you like my mask?

Would you like my mirror?

Cries the man in the shadowing hood

You can look at yourself

You can look at each other

Or you can look at the face of your god

 

The lessons are written

On parchments of paper

They're carried by horse from the river Nile

Says the shadowy voice

In the firelight, the cobra

Is casting the flame a winsome smile

 

Would you like my mask?

Would you like my mirror?

Cries the man in the shadowing hood

You can look at yourself

You can look at each other

Or you can look at the face of your god

 

Marakeške pijačne noći

 

Oni se okupili u krugovima

Lampe osvjetljavaju  njihova lica

Polumjesec kao  kamenje na nebu

Pesnik bubnjanje

Drži otkucaje srca umirenim

Dim kovitla i onda umre

 

Želiš li  moju masku?

Želiš li moje ogledalo?

Plače čovjek u sjenovitom pokriovu

Možeš pogledati sam sebe

Možeš pogledati u nekog drugog

Ali možeš  lipogledati u lice svog Boga

 

Priče su utkane

I bogatstva su rečena

Istina je mjerena težinom  tvoga zlata

Magija laži rasuti

Na tepihe na tlu

Faitha    priziva zvukom  noć  pojace

 

Želiš li  moju masku?

Želiš li moje ogledalo?

Plače čovjek u sjenovitom pokriovu

Možeš pogledati sam sebe

Možeš pogledati u nekog drugog

Ali možeš  lipogledati u lice svog Boga

 

Priče su utkane

Na pegament papiru

Istina konjima  rijeke  Nil

Govori senci  glas

U vetrebnoj svjetlosti, kobra

Baca plamen u dobijeni osmijehu

 

Želiš li  moju masku?

Želiš li moje ogledalo?

Plače čovjek u sjenovitom pokriovu

Možeš pogledati sam sebe

Možeš pogledati u nekog drugog

Ali možeš  lipogledati u lice svog Boga

 


											
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