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Motherland

Motherland, my dear places!
Motherland, the Spring, and my song!
By proud destiny and bright dream
We connected with you forever
Let the blue sky will be above my country
And a golden ray of the dawn!
 
Motherland, I sing a glory for you!
Motherland, I believe in your wisdom!
All your ways, all your worries
I share with you, my Motherland!
Give me such a job
That my heart will sing!
Trust me as I trust you!
 
Give me such a job
That my heart will sing!
Trust me as I trust you!
 

Večni ljubavnici

Duž hladnih uličica novembar plače
i odlazi bosih nogu
A listovi mrtvi su pisma
Poslednjeg zbogom.
Skupljam ih i čitam i čini mi se
Da se osećam kao pre
Kad sam uspevao samo da ponovim:
“Ne odlazi”…
 
Gde si? Vekovi, trenuci između nas,
aerodromi i metroi...
Gde si? Ali dva večna ljubavnika
sve dok te budem čekao, ostaćemo...
 
Koliko bol može da traje?
Koliko je u ovom životu hladnoće?
Ušla si u svaku ćeliju,
U moju suštinu.
Kunem se: ne žalim se, ne zameram
I samo sreća bije kroz uzaludne iluzije
Ne odlazi više!
 
Gde si? Ali dva večna ljubavnika
sve dok te budem čekao, ostajemo.
Ja ću te čekati.
 

Усамљена хармоника

Све је поново утихло до зоре,
Врата не шкрипну, не трепну светла,
Само се чује на улици негде
Усамљена хармоника лута.
 
Час крене иза капије на поља,
Час се назад врати поново,
Баш као да у тами неког тражи
И не може да пронађе никако.
 
Веје с поља ноћна свежина,
С јабука цвеће лебди широм...
Хајде признај - ко ти треба,
Кажи, хармоникашу млади.
 
Можда твоја радост није далеко,
Па не зна она да њу чекаш...
Зашто сву ноћ усамљено луташ,
Зашто девојкама спавати не даш?
 
Све је поново утихло до зоре,
Врата не шкрипну, не трепну светла,
Само се чује на улици негде
Усамљена хармоника лута.
 

Cossacks in Berlin

Cossacks in Berlin
 
Horses were walking along a Berlin roadway
To a watering place.
The horses from Don area were going,
Shaking their manes occasionally.
The rider is singing:
“Hey, guys, this is not for the first time
for us to water the Cossack horses
From a foreign river
 
Chorus X2
Cossacks, Cossacks,
Our Cossacks
Are going through Berlin.
 
He leads horses at a slow pace,
He sees a girl with a pennant
And who has a nice plait under her sided cap,
Stands at the corner.
With a slender figure, like a willow wand,
And her eyes look by blue.
She bawls to the Cossack:
“Do not slow down traffic!”.
 
Chorus X2
Cossacks, Cossacks,
Our Cossacks
Are going through Berlin.
 
He is glad to stay more long here,
But he caught her angry eye,
“Well, guys, march behind me!”
And bawled reluctantly.
The cavalry went by dashingly
And the maiden brightened up.
The tender look she gives the Cossack
Is not by the book
 
Chorus X2
Cossacks, Cossacks,
Our Cossacks
Are going through Berlin.
 
The horseman is again going
Along a Berlin roadway.
About his love towards the girl
He sings like this:
“Although my dear home is far away,
Although the blue Don is far away,
A Cossack met
A fellow country woman even in Berlin!”
 
Chorus X2
Cossacks, Cossacks,
Our Cossacks
Are going through Berlin.
 

Bells monotonous sound on the harness

Versions: #1
Bells monotonous sound on the harness,
And the wind blows dust on the road,
And through flat endless fields with such sadness
The old coachman's song simply floats.
 
So much feeling in this sad song is told.
So much sadness of being apart.
That in my chest, so tired and cold,
Like in flame was burning my heart
 
And I remembered some other nights,
And vast forests and fields so dear,
And to the eyes that forgot how to cry,
Rolled down like a spark bitter tear.
 
Bells monotonous sound on the harness
Like an echo of my younger days…
And the song was cut short, but the road
Before me far away, far away…
 

Cops are on our tail

TIMURKA BITS on that beat (Cops, cops)
MORGENSHTERN
(Cops are on our tail)
The village of Kolmogorovo
Ay, the capital of R'n'B
(Load it!)
 
And the cops are on our tail again, all of my people are on the heights
We're hiding from the red, lighting up a new day
My people are like shadow, they're hiding from the dark
The feds also don't like us, since I got more black
 
Ti-ti-ti-ticks, pricks, packs, pokes
Sticks, jeans, punks, voltage
Cops, gopniks, lucky-blocks
Timka — Pumba, fingers — glocks
Hey, move your legs, son
We won't let them find us
We're lighting up the fire at the sky
Ay-ay, TIMURKA BITS, tell em
 
There are cops on our tail again, all of my people are on the heights
We're hiding from the red, lighting up a new day
My people are like shadow, they're hiding from the dark
The feds also don't like us, since I got more black (tell em)
 
My lines are black, my money's black
My bitches are black, pies are baked
Your bitches are white, your homies are white
Your money's white, pies are burnt
Bitch feeds me, I call her «grandma»
Cops are running, cause my rhymes are like bullets
I'm firing up my dope, ay
Mate, you sure you ain't no cop? Ay
Girls are (???) around, ay
This village is my house
I'm loaded since I was 9
Not letting them find me
I came to pick up all of my style
They can't knock me off the road
 
And the cops are on our tail again, all of my people are on the heights
We're hiding from the red, lighting up a new day
My people are like shadow, they're hiding from the dark
The feds also don't like us, since I got more black
 
Cops are on our tail again, all of my people are on the heights
We're hiding from the red, lighting up a new day
My people are like shadow, they're hiding from the dark
The feds also don't like us, since I got more black
 

The Little Bell Peals, Droning On

Versions: #1
The little bell peals, droning on,
And the way is lightly dust covered
And sadly through the long corridor
The coachman's song flows forth.
 
So much emotion was in this sad song
Such feeling in this familiar melody
That in my cool, cold breast
This heart burst into a blaze.
 
Now I recalled other nights
And those familiar fields and forests,
And in my long arid eyes
There appeared as but a flicker, a tear.
 
The little bell peals, droning on,
From afar its echo resounds softly,
And my coachman has fallen silent, but the way
The one before me is still so far, so far away.
 

Solar Eclipse II

I have gushed to war
Sometimes caught back
And as it often happened in a dream
thereupon I should stay awake
 
However, the biggest difference
On the dark path of life
Is where men are heading and where men put into
Port at the end of the day
 
Ship life on a new scale
Now will repel the sand
Although no one knows how many thousands
There are ashore
 
However, the biggest difference
On the dark path of life
Is where men are heading and where men put into
Port at the end of the day
 

The fluffy tail of the fox.

There's so many things that life is.
And so easy to lose yourself.
Perhaps the slush will dry up one day,
But everything will come back again.
 
I would never have believed this before
But one whore ruined my life.
There are so many of them and they all are so different,
Sometimes you don't even have time to sleep!
 
We only dream about rest, but where are these dreams?
The fluffy tail of the fox erase all footprints.
There are so many roads, but mine is only one.
Cheerful hard rock and roll is my life!
 
The autumn wind is dropping the leaves
And leaves them to rot on the pavement!
In these leaves I see people's faces -
Everyone of them has hepatitis!
 
We only dream about peace, but where are these dreams?
The fluffy tail of the fox erase all footprints.
There are so many roads, but mine is only one.
Cheerful hard rock and roll is my life!
 

Right where the heart beats

Like a dream you flew around in me
Slipped into my mind
Turned my reality around
Caught my thoughts, played with my confidence
 
Mmm, doubt and hope and longing race in and out
I wonder if you feel like me? So listen to me:
 
Meet me right where the heart beats
Where love takes place
Where the world ends, where the thought turns around
 
Take me further out than the light reaches
And hold me for a thousand years
Do you know that I'm waiting? Would you like to know where?
Right where the heart beats
 
This night you became a reality
Melted into my body
Flew away in the empty space
Dizzy and drunk I drank of your love
 
Mmm, the world has changed, shall we go the same way?
Oh, do you feel like me? So come with me
 
Meet me right where the heart beats
Where love takes place
Where the world ends, where the thought turns around
 
Take me further out than the light reaches
And hold me for a thousand years
Do you know that I'm waiting? Would you like to know where?
Right where the heart beats, oh...
 
Meet me right where the heart beats
Where love takes place
Where the world ends, where the thought turns around
 
Oh, take me further out than the light reaches
And hold me for a thousand years
Do you know that I'm waiting? Would you like to know where?
Right where the heart beats
 
Right where the heart beats
 

When I See It With You

Look around you
And tell me what happens
Close your eyes
And say what you see
Tonight, the stars are shining brighter than before
Now that I see them with you
 
Whenever you smile
The stars are close
My heart gets wings
Because you're here
And suddenly, I understand what life's worth
Now that I see it with you
Now that I see it with you
 
The night is young
The night will be long
The darkness is filled with the song of our hearts
There's nothing to do
'Cause we've put it into motion now
Everything is turned upside down for me
When I see it with you
 
I see a night which
Must never end
I see a world
We will get to know
I feel more
More than I can remember
More than I can remember
Much more than before
 
The night is young
The night will be long
The darkness is filled with the song of the hearts
There's nothing to do
'Cause we've put it into motion now
Everything is turned upside down for me
When I see it with you
When I see it with you
 
Unless you have obtained my permission, please don't use my translations elsewhere without giving me credit.

The Way

The sailors count the tides.
The nannies stay with the children.
The prophecy floors the Pharisees.
Freedom goes out of the alleys.
 
Unforgettable in you,
Still stronger than you
Is the hope of making your heart vibrate.
Don't abandon the way
And don't lose the trail
Right and magical,
The one
Made for you.
 
The hand you will hold with yours,
The voice you will hear from oblivion —
Only this way will you be able to rise again.
This is1 what God wants for you.
 

• 1. The original lyrics transcription (apparently) has a mistyped è (is), written as e (and).

Scooby Doo, where are you?

Versions: #2
Scooby Dooby-Doo, where are you?
You just need to listen
Scooby Dooby-Doo, where are you?
You've got a job to do
 
Come on Scooby Doo, frights and scares
You sound like you've got a fever
You don't fool me, I'm fed up (with this)
You'll get what's coming to you 1
 
You've got a lot of things to solve
And a few mysterious things all around
Scooby Doo, if you're clever
You get to enjoy my Scooby Snacks
 
Scooby Dooby-Doo, here you are
It's necessary to listen
'You're unbelievable, Scooby Doo'
You're a real traitor
 

• 1. lit. 'you've filled up your glass.' I took this to be some sort of idiom, along the lines of 'you did this, now deal with it'

Translation mine, unless otherwise specified// Översättningar är mina om ej anges nedan
—
Jag uppskattar gärna förslag och korrekturläsningar

Thumb, where are you?

Thumb, thumb,
where are you?
Here I am, here I am,
Hello, hello, hello.
 
Pointing finger, pointing finger,
where are you?
Here I am, here I am,
Hello, hello, hello.
 
Middle finger, middle finger,
where are you?
Here I am, here I am,
Hello, hello, hello.
 
Ring finger, ring finger
where are you?
Here I am, here I am,
Hello, hello, hello.
 
Pinkie finger, pinkie finger
where are you?
Here I am, here I am,
Hello, hello, hello.
 
All fingers, all fingers,
where are you?
Here we are, here we are,
Hello, hello, hello.
 

They All Want To Know Where To Go

You'll become alone, entirely on your own
You're full of lies, a waste of time
Save your tears, and wipe the tears from your eyes
You know the way
 
The day has passed, and what did you get done?
Nothing went up,1 and everything goes down
We get what we give, if you take much more
You'll have to forget about love
 
Above the water, under the street again
On a bench in the park, they all want to know where to go
 
They all want to know where to go (x4)
 
He's alone, she's alone
And the light is beautiful in the evening
I'm hearing a child's voice
So beautiful and fine and pure and gentle
 
Through the nation and down the street again
On a bench in the park, they all want to know where to go
 
They all want to know where to go (x4)
 
Through the city with the last guests
Down the street, if you dare to follow
You'll find me
 
They all want to know where to go
 
Through the city with the last guests
Down the street, if you dare to follow
You'll find me
 
They all want to know where to go
 

• 1. In Danish, saying something goes up means that it's solved

Unless you have obtained my permission, please don't use my translations elsewhere without giving me credit.

How Beautifully It Can Rain

I got your letter yesterday
And you wrote so beautifully
You wrote about the movies we watched
As we lay there
Pretending that we were in them
 
That is how beautifully it can rain
That is how beautifully it can rain
That is how beautifully it can rain
That is how beautifully it can rain
 
We drank your win yesterday
And very quietly, we sang
A song about the words which were important as we fell
Can you imagine that you can fall that beautifully?
 
That is how beautifully it can rain
 
I wonder about today, about in a year, the way it's going, let's just lay down a bit
Let me follow you into a dream against an ocean and a sun which never sets
 
That is how beautifully it can rain
That is how beautifully it can rain
How beautifully can it rain?
It can rain just as beautifully as that
 
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See the soldiers marching

See1 the soldiers marching
through the scorched steppe.
They softly sing a song
about birches and maples,
about a pensive2 garden
and a weeping willow.
About beloved forests
about beloved forests
and a broad field
 
See the soldiers marching
Their song rings louder now,
and the song goes about
a fearsome redoubt
and courage under fire
and death for life's sake,
and about their loyalty
and about their loyalty
to our glorious fatherland.
 
See the soldiers marching
in unfamiliar surroundings.
They'll crush all enemies
and go back home
to the pensive garden,
the weeping willow,
their beloved forests
their beloved forests
and the broad field.
 

• 1. lit. 'here are the soldiers...'
• 2. 'thoughtful/brooding'

Nostalgia

Like the weeping willow
Sad and tired above the lake,
In the transparent mirror
Of freezing sources,
 
Look at my alter ego
Inside what I am no longer,
All my memories of a
life that was once
move on...
 
Nostalgia, you're my lover,
You are the most faithful and sincere.
You understand me, you always defend me,
You are my real partner with me.
~ ~ ~
 
How many times have I believed
To have erred in life,
As if being lost
Between the truth and the lie.
 
Red thread between fingers -
My thoughts and feelings -
Stringo strong and meeting
Always at [my] side, nostalgia!
 
Nostalgia, you're my lover,
You are the most faithful and sincere.
You understand me, you always defend me,
You are my real partner with me.
 
No, don't make me suffer
If at nightfall you fill my mind and heart
With beautiful poems, photos,
Hope and love.
 
Nostalgia, you're my lover,
You're the most faithful and sincere.
You understand me, you defend me always,
With me you're a true partner,
True, true, true...
 

Lonely Accordion

Quiet town at night is so comforting
Doors won’t squeak, no more lights that are lit
Just a lonesome accordion wandering
Somewhere far away down the street
 
It goes far in the fields through the gateway
Then it comes back to town again
Just as if it is asking for pity
And can’t find anyone to complain
 
Night gets cooler, the darkness gets deeper
Apple blossom is white as the snow
Just come tell us who made you a weeper
The accordionist a young beau…
 
May be your joy is not far away
Just not sure if she is the one
So then why are you wandering restless
Keeping young ladies piece so undone…
 
Quiet city at night is so comforting
Doors won’t squeak, no more lights that are lit
Just a lonesome accordion wandering
Somewhere far away down the street
 
V.L. (Vesper Lynd) aka Eva Trussell

Where Love Is Cradled

Calm is the night
which the day comes from
Calm is the mind
where tones jump forth
And here I am
 
Calm is the ocean
which whispers my answers
Calm am I
when memories die
And here I am
 
Where love is cradled
with the blazing life
rumbling in me
Come and play
from the quay of silence
 
Calm as the tear
when the smile appears
Calm as the darkness
when the light makes its way in
And here I am
 
By the cradle of love
with the blazing life
rumbling in me
Come and play
from the quay of silence
 
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Bitter-sweet affair

So, you see dear, there is no solace without the tears...
Seasoning for a meal for you I'll prepare:
And may aftertaste seams spicy and bitter.
I will add for you poison lips covered in honey:
Kiss-kiss, and I'll sting you, watch me,
And I'll start kissing again, kissing without stopping.
I will add for you poison lips covered in honey:
Kiss-kiss, and I'll sting you, watch me,
And I'll start kissing again, kissing without stopping.
 
In an instance you get bored with a sweet taste.
From that to be saved everyone has his own way:
One is sucking bitter vodka alone, one embracing a wife, not his own...
So you don't look at someone else wives and get aroused-
Oh no, I won't trust you with someone else spouse! -
And delicious, and tart food I'll prepare myself.
So you don't look at someone else wives and get aroused-
Oh no, I won't trust you with someone else spouse! -
And delicious, and tart food I'll prepare myself.
 
...From haven without an end, to hell without borders and gates...
You can see, you can hear, but you don't have faith-
I will tell the truth, let it pierce like a touch of metal with sharp end:
Enchant me, my sweetheart, like you know enchant me, my dear,
Give me some joy and and give some tears,
And only don't give me dead indifference as a torment.
Enchant me, my sweetheart, like you know enchant me, my dear,
Give me some joy and and give some tears,
And only don't give me dead indifference as a torment.
 

When

[Verse 1: Thøger Dixgaard]
There's nothing strange about the fact that
We bump into each other all the time
I think I'm just going to the same places
It's not like I know where
I can't hide it anymore
Cause I know that it's too late
And things are not as they should be
That's our little secret
 
[Build: Rud Aslak]
We just go with the flow (go with the flow)
If it was just the two of us (if it was just the two of us)
We just go with the flow (we just go with the flow)
If it was just the two of us
 
[Chorus: Rud Aslak & Thøger Dixgaard]
It's not everything one need to talk about
Yes, can you tell me, can you tell me when?
Not alt, we need to talk about
Can you tell me, can you tell me when?
 
[Verse 2: Rud Aslak]
We know something, we know of a secret
Cause I can see you, before you know it
Yeah, now you know
Yeah, it's you and me (it's you and me)
 
[Build: Rud Aslak]
We just go with the flow (go with the flow)
If it was just the two of us (if it was just the two of us)
We just go with the flow (we just go with the flow)
If it was just the two of us
 
[Chorus: Rud Aslak & Thøger Dixgaard]
It's not everything you need to talk about
Yes, can du tell me, can you tell me when?
Not alt, we need to talk about
Can you tell me, can you tell me when?
It's not everything you need to talk about
Yes, can du tell me, can you tell me when?
Not alt, we need to talk about
Can you tell me, can you tell me when?
 

The minutes of silence

Oddly enough, in days of war
There are minutes of silence,
When the battle fall silent of tiredness
And you almost don't hear explosions.
And we standing in days of war,
Deafened by silence.
 
It happens so in days of war-
We are dreaming in the trenches,
We are dreaming about prewar villages,
Where in the windows the lights are lit.
And in dugouts in days of war
Breathing with peace our dreams.
 
How to anticipate in advance
Hard road of rifle companies,
Who will get to the nearest river crossing,
Who will reach long awaited victory?
How to anticipate in advance,
Hard road of rifle companies?
 
Oddly enough, in days of war
There are minutes of silence,
When the battle fall silent of tiredness
And you almost don't hear explosions.
And we standing in days of war,
Deafened by silence.
 

Bright is the night

Night is bright, quiet moonlight above the river,
And the blue wave shines with silver.
Dark forest... There, in the quiet of emerald branches
Nightingale doesn't sing it's sonorous songs.
 
Blue flowers are blossomed under the moon,
They waking up the dreams in my heart.
I'm flying to you in my dreams, repeating your name,
Dear friend, gentle friend, I'm missing you.
 
Dear friend, gentle friend, loving you as before,
I remember you under the moon this night.
This night under the moon in a foreign land,
Dear friend, gentle friend, remember me.
 
Dear friend, gentle friend, remember me!