Жаль
Animal Джаz Lyrics


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Никого не будет в доме,
Кроме нас с тобой и кроме
Белых листьев, точек и тире.
Расставание не возможно
И на цыпочках, осторожно
Входит утро, как партнер в игре,
В нашей игре.
И поверив в невозможность,
Мы теряем осторожность
Тонких линий, черточек судьбы
Разгляди в моих ладонях
Даже небо не утонет,
Опасаясь разгадать ходы
Нашей игры/

Без ответов, без вопросов
Мы плывем теченьем в осень,
Расставаясь и встречаясь вновь.
Мы пронизаны ветвями, мы окованы цепями.
Кто сказал, что это не любовь?





Но это не любовь
Как жаль...

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of Animal Джаz's song Жаль convey a sense of bittersweet melancholy as the singer and their lover spend a precious few moments together before parting ways. The opening lines suggest an empty house will be the setting for their farewell, except for the two of them and the white sheets of paper marked with dots and dashes. It's an evocative image that serves as a metaphor for the temporary nature of their relationship. The morning enters our game, the singer says, and with it an acknowledgement that their relationship is a game - exciting, risky, but ultimately finite.


As the song continues, the singer speaks of losing caution and the delicacy of the lines and symbols that dictate their fate. They invite their lover to look into their palms, to see that even the sky won't drown, as they play their game with trepidation. The chorus repeats the word "жаль", which translates to "pity" or "it's a shame" in English. The phrase "но это не любовь" that follows means "but this isn't love". So, the song seems to explore the idea that human connections can be intense and meaningful even if they don't last forever or meet our expectations of "love".


Line by Line Meaning

Никого не будет в доме,
There will be no one in the house,


Кроме нас с тобой и кроме
Except for you and me,


Белых листьев, точек и тире.
White leaves, dots, and dashes.


Расставание не возможно
Separation is impossible.


И на цыпочках, осторожно
And cautiously on tiptoe.


Входит утро, как партнер в игре,
Morning enters like a partner in the game.


В нашей игре.
In our game.


И поверив в невозможность,
And believing in impossibility,


Мы теряем осторожность
We lose caution.


Тонких линий, черточек судьбы
Thin lines, fate's dashes.


Разгляди в моих ладонях
Look at my palms,


Даже небо не утонет,
Even the sky won't sink,


Опасаясь разгадать ходы
Afraid to decipher the moves


Нашей игры/
Of our game.


Без ответов, без вопросов
Without answers, without questions,


Мы плывем теченьем в осень,
We flow into autumn,


Расставаясь и встречаясь вновь.
Parting and meeting again.


Мы пронизаны ветвями, мы окованы цепями.
We are pierced by branches, we are shackled by chains.


Кто сказал, что это не любовь?
Who said this is not love?


Но это не любовь
But this is not love


Как жаль...
What a pity...




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