Дождь (МакСим) / Rain (Maksim) - my lyrics

This one was a pain to translate because, as it turned out, there is not really a rhyme to most of the lines, but they were in sync somehow nevertheless. The only rhymes that were there were very short ones - very hard to imitate in English. Well, I did my best for now. I still have studies to do tonight, so this will have to do for now.

My version of the "Rain"

My January sky, cold and rainy dreams -

You are the only one who knows.

No place to go in this rain.

I cannot explain

How tired is this Sun of beating...

Chorus:

And I never knew how I loved rain.

The gray colors of the skies -

This is the color of your hair and your eyes,

This is a gray name: Rain.

If I could break the spell

So that I could tell

How much longer I have to breathe.

All my dreams, big and small,

I would give up all

For a simple "Hey I miss you!"

Chorus:

And I never knew how I loved rain.

The gray color of the skies -

This is the color of your hair and your eyes,

This is a gray name: Rain.

And I never knew...

The gray color...

And I never knew....

It took my hand again,

Washed away the pain,

This is the kiss of the rain.

Faces in the crowd disappear,

So why are you still here?

You will get cold, so get inside, my dear...

Chorus:

And I never knew how I loved rain.

The gray color of the skies -

This is the color of your hair and your eyes,

This is a gray name: Rain.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=le5Qhe4RDI4

Дождь (МакСим) / Rain (Maksim)

Found this song yesterday, and I have been humming it ever since. Makes me think of Mom...

Here are the lyrics in Russian:

Про небо в январе, знаешь только ты
Про мои сны, знаешь cтолько...
Мне некуда бежать
Не могу сказать, как устало солнце биться.

Привев:
А я и не знала, как люблю дождь
Туман в городе моём серый
И он цвета глаз твоих, цвета волос
И имя серое твоё дождь.

Встречь, знать бы по часам
Видеть по рукам, сколько мне дышать,
Так раз и навсегда, всё бы отдала
За простое "я скучаю"...

Припев.

А я и не знала...
Туман в городе моём..
А я и не знала...

Взяв за руку c собой, краску смыл водой
Так целует дождь,
Взгляд прочь бегущих лиц
Что же ты стоишь, заболеешь прячься слышишь...


Word-for-word translation:

About the sky in January, you are the only one who knows.
About the dreams you know so much.
I have no place to run,
I cannot tell you how much this sun is tired of beating...

Chorus:
I didn't even know how much I loved rain,
The fog in my gray city.
It is the color of your eyes, color of your hair,
It is your gray name, Rain.

How many meetings, if I could read the watch,
If I could read the hands, how much longer to breathe.
Once and for all, I could give up all
For a simple "I miss you"

Chorus:
I didn't even know how much I loved rain,
The fog in my gray city -
It is the color of your eyes, color of your hair,
It is your gray name, Rain.


And I didn't even know...
The fog in my city...
And I didn't even know...


It took my hand, washed away my make-up,
This is the kiss of the rain.
The eyes of the faces running by,
So, why are you standing there, you will get cold, go hide, you hear me?

Chorus:
I didn't even know how much I loved rain,
The fog in my gray city.
It is the color of your eyes, color of your hair,
It is your gray name, Rain.


My "makes sense in English" translation:

You are the only one who knows about the sky in January.
You know so much about my dreams.
I have no place to run,
I cannot even tell you how much this sun is tired of beating...

Chorus:
I didn't even know how much I loved rain...
The fog in my gray city-
It is the color of your eyes, color of your hair,
It is your gray name, Rain.

If only I could tell by the watch, how many more meetings we have,
If only I could read the hands to see how much longer I have to breathe.
Once and for all, I could give up everything
For a simple "I miss you"

Chorus:
I didn't even know how much I loved rain...
The fog in my gray city -
It is the color of your eyes, color of your hair,
It is your gray name, Rain.


And I didn't even know...
The fog in my city...
And I didn't even know...


It took my hand and washed off my make-up -
This is the kiss of the rain.
The eyes of different faces are running by,
So, why are you standing there? You will get cold, go inside, you hear me?

Chorus:
I didn't even know how much I loved rain...
The fog in my gray city -
It is the color of your eyes, color of your hair,
It is your gray name, Rain.

Город, Которого Нет (Игорь Корнелюк) / The City, That Doesn't Exist (Igor Kornelyuk) - My first recording

Just cleaning up the song a bit...

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=y12C3WhI1Jo

Silence and night are with me again,

Snow keeps falling down or a freezing rain,

But my hope, like my star, still persists -

Far away I see city that doesn't exist.

City where a wayfarer can find a place:

Someone waits for him, someone knows his face...

This is why through the sharp and freezing mist

I keep walking to the city that doesn't exist.

There my hearth fire is kept alive,

A timeless symbol lost today.

This city is a step away -

A step that is longer than my life.

Maybe I will lose my path again,

My wasted years are like drops of rain.

But my hope, like my star, still persists -

I will find this city that doesn't exist.

There my hearth fire is kept alive,

A timeless symbol lost today.

This city is a step away -

A step that is longer than my life.

Город, Которого Нет (Игорь Корнелюк) / The City, That Doesn't Exist (Igor Kornelyuk) - My first recording

I just found an awesome program that allows me to simply record any sound from the mic, and make reasonably-sized files in the process:
http://www.nbxsoft.com/sound-recorder.php


Now the only problem is that Blogger won't allow me to post just an audio file here - only a video file, which requires a whole new production experience...

The Moveee program that I have here turned out to be useless (I needed to time my music to fit the pictures, not the other way around) and I could not make a black empty background.

Windows Movie Maker was decent, as long as I don't need to add karaoke-style subtitles (that was a chore with an awkward outcome!).

After all the trouble with the MovieMaker, I am wondering if it would be easier just to upload the audio files to someplace online, like the Help menu suggested... 

Anyhow, here is my first test with the MovieMaker. Wow! My first real video...

Город, Которого Нет (Игорь Корнелюк) / The City, That Doesn't Exist (Igor Kornelyuk)

It has been a while since I really wanted to do a song.... But this one keeps bugging me.

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Город, Которого Нет (Игорь Корнелюк) / The City, That Doesn't Exist (Igor Kornelyuk)

Russian version

Ночь и тишина, данная навек
Дождь, а может быть падает снег
Все равно бесконечной надеждой согрет
Я вдали вижу город, которого нет...

Где легко найти страннику приют,
Где наверняка помнят и ждут,
День за днем, то теряя, то путая след,
Я иду в этот город, которого нет

Там для меня горит очаг,
Как вечный знак забытых истин,
Мне до него - последний шаг,
И этот шаг длиннее жизни...

Кто ответит мне, что судьбой дано,
Пусть об этом знать не суждено,
Может быть, за порогом растраченных лет
Я найду этот город, которого нет...

Там для меня горит очаг,
Как вечный знак забытых истин,
Мне до него - последний шаг,
И этот шаг длиннее жизни...


Word-for-word translation

Night and silence are given forever,
It is raining, or maybe it is snowing.
Nevertheless, endless hope keeps me warm.
In the distance I see the city, that doesn't exist

Where a traveler will easily find a place,
Where they of course still remember and wait.
Day after day, always losing the path,
I am walking toward the city that doesn't exist

Where there is a small fire is being kept for me,
Like a timeless symbol of forgotten truth.
That city is only a step away,
But that step has been longer than life.

Who will tell me, what the fate has in store for me,
Maybe I will never find out.
Maybe, beyond the door of my wasted years
I will find that city, which doesn't exist.


Where there is a small fire is being kept for me,
Like a timeless symbol of forgotten truth.
That city is only a step away,
But that step has been longer than life.


My re-worked version:

Silence and night are with me again,

Snow keeps falling down, or a freezing rain,

But my hope like a star still persists -

Far away I see city, that doesn't exist.

City, where a wayfarer can find a place,

Someone who waits for him, who knows his face;

This is why through the sharp and freezing mist

I keep walking to the city that doesn't exist.

There a hearth fire is kept alive,

A timeless symbol lost today.

This city is a step away -

A step that is longer, than my life.

Maybe I will lose my path again,

My wasted years like drops of rain.

But my hope like a star still persists -

I will find this city that doesn't exist.

There a hearth fire is kept alive,

A timeless symbol lost today.

This city is a step away -

A step that is longer, than my life.