Перевод песни U2 – A Sort Of Homecoming

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And you know it's time to go
Through the sleet and driving snow
Across the fields of mourning
To a light that's in the distance
And you hunger for the time
Time to heal, desire time
And your earth moves beneath
Your own dream landscape
Oh, on borderland we run
I'll be there, I'll be there
Tonight, a high-road
A high-road out from here
The city walls are all gone down
The dust, a smokescreen all around
See faces ploughed like fields that once
Gave no resistance
And we live by the side of the road
On the side of a hill as the valleys explode
Dislocated, suffocated
The land grows weary of its own
Oh, on borderland we run
And still we run, we run and don't look back
I'll be there, I'll be there
Tonight, tonight
I'll be there tonight, I believe
I'll be there, so high
I'll be there tonight, tonight
The wind will crack in wintertime
This bomb-blast lightning waltz
No spoken words, just a scream
Tonight we'll build a bridge
Across the sea and land
See the sky, the burning rain
She will die and live again, tonight
And your heart beats so slow
Through the rain and fallen snow
Across the fields of mourning
To a light that's in the distance
Oh, don't sorrow, no don't weep
For tonight, at last
I am coming home
I am coming home