Эквиритмичный перевод песни Аллы Пугачевой "Одуванчик" на английский язык (не кавер)
The Wind's so hungry, wants some food
And I am feeding him by hand
No dandelions have I ever meant to spare
(Sweet dandelions, how I wish you to be spared)
Though (And) my heart's bleeding torn by pain
The Soul as hungry as a beast
Comes knocking at my life again
The only way to satiate her is with love
But where am l supposed to get it?
Dandelion, my forlorn love, alas
The reign of hatred took its turn to rule the world
Dandelion, my forlorn love,
Keep flying, keep flying
One day we shall meet again, as soon as winds blow over
This wind is watering my eyes
But with my hand I'll wipe them dry
Why dandelions cannot have their hair cut?
That baldness works for them in style
My sadness works for me as well
So you will never ever learn
That for the lack of love the Soul is shorn and bald
Like them who flowers are no more
Dandelion, my forlorn love, alas
The reign of hatred took its turn to rule the world
Dandelion, my forlorn love,
Keep flying, keep flying
One day we shall meet again, as soon as winds blow over
