Aida: I am here to tell you we can never meet again Simple really, isn't it, a word or two and then A lifetime of not knowing where or how or why or when You think of me or speak of me and wonder what befell The someone you once loved so long ago so well
Radames: Never wonder what I'll feel As living shuffles by You don't have to ask me and I need not reply Every moment of my life from now until I die I will think or dream of you and fail to understand How a perfect love can be confounded out of hand
Is it written in the stars Are we paying for some crime Is that all that we are good for Just a stretch of mortal time For some God's experiment In which we have no say In which we're given paradise But only for a day
Aida: Nothing can be altered, there is nothing to decide No escape, no change of heart, no anyplace to hide
Radames: You are all I'll ever want, but this I am denied Sometimes in my darkest thoughts, I wish I'd never learned
Aida & Radames: What it is to be in love and have that love returned
Aida: Is it written in the stars Are we paying for some crime Is that all that we are good for Just a stretch of mortal time
Aida & Radames: For some God's experiment In which we have no say In which we're given paradise But only for a day
Аида: Я здесь, чтобы сказать: мы больше не увидимся, Всё так просто, правда? Лишь пара слов, а затем... Целая жизнь, где не знаешь что где, как, когда и зачем. Ты думаешь обо мне, размышляя, что же произошло С тем, кого ты очень любил когда-то давно.
Радамес: Никогда не думай, что я буду чувствовать, Пока жизнь будет медленно проходить мимо. Ты не должна спрашивать, и мне не нужно отвечать, Каждый миг моей жизни отныне и до конца Я буду думать или мечтать о тебе, не понимая, Как можно так легко разрушить совершенную любовь.
Предначертано ли это всё звездами? Расплачиваемся ли мы за одно преступление? Неужели всё, чего мы достойны — Лишь небольший отрезок смертной жизни Ради какого-то эксперимента Бога, В котором нам не дано права голоса, Во время которого нам подарили рай, Но лишь на один день.
Аида: Ничего не изменить, нам не дано решать, Мы не можем сбежать, передумать или спрятаться.
Радамес: Всё, чего я хочу — это ты, но мне отказано в этом, Порой я с тоской думаю: лучше бы я никогда не знал...
Аида и Радамес: Что такое любить и быть любимым.
Аида: Предначертано ли это всё звездами? Расплачиваемся ли мы за одно преступление? Неужели всё, чего мы достойны — Лишь небольший отрезок смертной жизни
Аида и Радамес: Ради какого-то эксперимента Бога, В котором нам не дано права голоса, Во время которого нам подарили рай, Но лишь на один день. Aida: I can meet you again Simple really, isn’t it Why not Befell Once you so loved
Radames: Never feel what As living shuffles by I don’t need to reply Every moment I die I hope How to perfect love can be confounded out of hand
Is it written in the stars Are we paying for some crime Good for you Just a stretch of mortal time For some God's experiment In which we have no say In which we're given paradise But only for a day
Aida: Nothing can be altered No escape, no escape
Radames: I am denied Sometimes in my darkest thoughts, I wish learned never
Aida & amp; Radames: What it returned
Aida: Is it written in the stars Are we paying for some crime Good for you Just a stretch of mortal time
Aida & amp; Radames: For some God's experiment In which we have no say In which we're given paradise But only for a day
Aida: I'm here to say: we won't see each other again, It's that simple, right? Just a couple of words, and then ... A lifetime, where you do not know what is where, how, when and why. You think about me, wondering what happened. With the one whom you loved very long ago.
Radamés: Never think that I will feel While life will slowly pass by. You should not ask, and I do not need to answer, Every moment of my life now and to the end I will think or dream of you, not understanding How can you so easily destroy perfect love.
Is it all starred? Do we pay for one crime? Is all that we deserve - Only a small segment of mortal life For the sake of some experiment of God, In which we are not given the right to vote, During which we were given paradise, But only for one day.
Aida: To change nothing, it’s not up to us to decide We cannot escape, change our mind or hide.
Radamés: All I want is you, but I am denied this, Sometimes I think longingly: I wish I never knew ...
Aida and Radames: What is love and be loved.
Aida: Is it all starred? Do we pay for one crime? Is all that we deserve - Only a small segment of mortal life
Aida and Radames: For the sake of some experiment of God, In which we are not given the right to vote, During which we were given paradise, But only for one day.