To the Moon And Back (оригинал Savage Garden )
She's taking her time making up the reasons
To justify all the hurt inside
Guess she knows from the smiles and the look in their eyes
Everyone's got a theory about the bitter one
They're saying
Mama never loved her much
And daddy never keeps in touch
That's why she shies away from human affection
But somewhere in a private place
She packs her bags for outer space
And now she's waiting for the right kind of pilot
To come (and she'll say to him)
She's saying
I would fly you to the moon and back
If you'll be if you'll be my baby
Got a ticket for a world where we belong
So would you be my baby
She can't remember a time
When she felt needed
If love was red then she was colour-blind
All her friends they’ve been tried for treason
And crimes that were never defined
She's saying
Love is like a barren place
And reaching out for human faith is
Is like a journey I just don't have a map for
So baby gonna take a dive and push the shift to overdrive
Send a signal that she's hanging all her hopes on the stars
(What a pleasant dream) just saying
I would fly you to the moon and back
If you'll be if you'll be my baby
Got a ticket for a world where we belong
So would you be my baby
Mama never loved her much
And daddy never keeps in touch
That's why she shies away from human affection
But somewhere in a private place
She packs her bags for outer space
And now she's waiting for the right kind of pilot
To come (and she'll say to him)
I would fly you to the moon and back
If you'll be if you'll be my baby
Got a ticket for a world where we belong
So would you be my baby
I would fly you to the moon and back
If you'll be if you'll be my baby
Got a ticket for a world where we belong
So would you be my baby yeah...

До Луны и обратно (перевод)
Она не спеша придумывает
Оправдания своим душевным страданиям.
Думаю, по их улыбкам и взглядам она догадывается,
Что у каждого своя теория на её счёт.
Говорят, что
Мама никогда её особенно не любила,
А папа давно перестал с ней общаться.
Вот почему она боится настоящих чувств.
Но где-то в своих мыслях
Она собирает чемоданы для полёта в открытый космос,
И ждёт того дня, когда в её жизни появится ОН, пилот,
Которому она скажет…
Она говорит ему:
Я полечу вместе с тобой до Луны и обратно,
Если ты станешь моим, малыш.
У меня есть билет в НАШ мир.
Так, ты станешь моим, малыш?
Она не помнит,
Чтобы в ней кто-то нуждался.
Если любовь красного цвета, то в этом смысле она никогда не видела красок мира.
Всех её друзей осудили за предательство,
И другие преступления, которым не нашли названия.
Она говорит, что
Любовь – это бесплодная пустыня,
А стремление доверять людям
Подобно путешествию без ориентиров.
Она хочет рискнуть, давя на газ в стремительной езде,
При этом она по-прежнему возлагает надежды на звёзды.
(Какой это приятный сон). Она говорит…
Я полечу вместе с тобой до Луны и обратно,
Если ты станешь моим, малыш.
У меня есть билет в НАШ мир.
Так, ты станешь моим, малыш?
Мама никогда её особенно не любила,
А папа давно перестал с ней общаться.
Вот почему она боится настоящих чувств.
Но где-то в своих мыслях
Она собирает чемоданы для полёта в открытый космос,
И ждёт того дня, когда в её жизни появится ОН, пилот,
Которому она скажет…
Я полечу вместе с тобой до Луны и обратно,
Если ты станешь моим, малыш.
У меня есть билет в НАШ мир.
Так, ты станешь моим, малыш?
Я полечу вместе с тобой до Луны и обратно,
Если ты станешь моим, малыш.
У меня есть билет в НАШ мир.
Так, ты станешь моим, малыш? Да....

To the Moon And Back (original Savage Garden )
She's taking her time making up the reasons
To justify all the hurt inside
Guess she knows from the smiles and the look in their eyes
Everyone's got a theory about the bitter one
They're saying
Mama never loved her much
And daddy never keeps in touch
That's why she shies away from human affection
But somewhere in a private place
She packs her bags for outer space
And now she's waiting for the right kind of pilot
To come (and she'll say to him)
She's saying
I would fly you to the moon and back
If you'll be if you'll be my baby
Got a ticket for a world where we belong
So would you be my baby
She can't remember a time
When she felt needed
If love was red then she was colour-blind
All her friends they've been tried for treason
And crimes that were never defined
She's saying
Love is like a barren place
And reaching out for human faith is
Is like a journey I just don't have a map for
So baby gonna take a dive and push the shift to overdrive
Send a signal that she's hanging all her hopes on the stars
(What a pleasant dream) just saying
I would fly you to the moon and back
If you'll be if you'll be my baby
Got a ticket for a world where we belong
So would you be my baby
Mama never loved her much
And daddy never keeps in touch
That's why she shies away from human affection
But somewhere in a private place
She packs her bags for outer space
And now she's waiting for the right kind of pilot
To come (and she'll say to him)
I would fly you to the moon and back
If you'll be if you'll be my baby
Got a ticket for a world where we belong
So would you be my baby
I would fly you to the moon and back
If you'll be if you'll be my baby
Got a ticket for a world where we belong
So would you be my baby yeah...

To the moon and back (translated)
She slowly comes up with
Justify your anguish.
I think their smiles and the looks she knows
That everyone has their own theory about her.
They say that
Her mother never particularly disliked,
And the Pope long ceased to communicate with her.
That's why she is afraid of real feelings.
But somewhere in my mind
She's packing for a flight into space,
And waiting for the day when her life will be HE, the pilot,
To which she says...
She tells him:
I'll fly you to the moon and back,
If you'll be my baby.
I have a ticket into OUR world.
So, will you be my baby?
She doesn't remember
To someone in need.
If you love red, then in this sense she's never seen the colors of the world.
All of her friends condemned for treason,
And other crimes, which did not find the title.
She says
Love is a barren wasteland,
And the desire to trust people
Like a journey without landmarks.
She wants to take a chance, pressing on the gas in a rapid drive,
However, she still hopes to star.
(What a pleasant dream). She says...
I'll fly you to the moon and back,
If you'll be my baby.
I have a ticket into OUR world.
So, will you be my baby?
Her mother never particularly disliked,
And the Pope long ceased to communicate with her.
That's why she is afraid of real feelings.
But somewhere in my mind
She's packing for a flight into space,
And waiting for the day when her life will be HE, the pilot,
To which she says...
I'll fly you to the moon and back,
If you'll be my baby.
I have a ticket into OUR world.
So, will you be my baby?
I'll fly you to the moon and back,
If you'll be my baby.
I have a ticket into OUR world.
So, will you be my baby? Yes....