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A young soldier

Our unmown grass are green,
As well as the forests, rustling for hundreds of years.
There's a young soldier in the new forage cap here,
His uniform is the same color.
 
The formation walks through forests and copses,
You can barely see it behind the leaves,
A young soldier n the new forage cap -
He's a private of a a rifle company.
 
The beautiful white birches lined up a row,
As if they're seeing off the warriors.
A young soldier n the new forage cap -
The birches are looking after him.
 
Years will pass, and many springs will come off,
But like a song, that was sung in formation,
Young soldier in the new forage cap -
You'll remember your youth.
 
Our unmown grass are green,
And the mighty forest is full of silence,
A young soldier n the new forage cap -
He's a defender of the peaceful land!
 

One hundred years

Still our tongue's1on the road
Still our spirit's on a roll
Rocky paths and roads
Unbroken fires and waters
Steel necks and necklaces
 
Ref:
For one hundred years
storms have ravaged the land
but it still lasts
For one hundred years
the land has restored itself
to rise again
 
The earth turns gold with fire
Limestone's our woods again
Rocky paths and roads
Unbroken fires and waters
Steel necks and necklaces
 
Ref:
For one hundred years
storms have ravaged the land
but it still lasts
For one hundred years
the land has restored itself
to rise again
 
When clouds are gloomy
The sky is blue
When damp edge of the field is black
will you stay for a while
or wait for a white ship
that takes you away?
 
For one hundred years
storms have ravaged
For one hundred years
it has restored itself
 
Ref:
For one hundred years
the land has restored itself
but it still lasts
For one hundred years
the land has restored itself
to rise again
 
For one hundred years
the land has restored itself
to rise again
 
For one hundred years
the land has restored itself
to rise again
 

• 1. 'keel' means 'tongue' and 'language,' and I chose 'tongue' to match the melody.

It's Sweet to Die in the Sea

It's sweet to die in the sea
In the green waves of the sea
It's sweet to die in the sea
In the green waves of the sea
 
A barge departed at night
Dawn came and it hasn't returned
The handsome sailor
Was taken by the sea siren
 
It's sweet to die in the sea
In the green waves of the sea
It's sweet to die in the sea
In the green waves of the sea
 
A barge departed at night
Dawn came and it hasn't returned
The handsome sailor
Was taken by the sea siren
 
It's sweet to die in the sea
In the green waves of the sea
It's sweet to die in the sea
In the green waves of the sea
 
In the green waves of the sea, my dear
He went off to drown
He made his nuptial bed
In the lap of Iemanjá1
 
It's sweet to die in the sea
In the green waves of the sea
It's sweet to die in the sea
In the green waves of the sea
 

• 1. an important orixá

Oh, Che's path

I was born in the pampa
At the heart of a continent
And I carried in my dreams
The American homeland
 
I don't have neither name nor age
My roof1 is the sky and its clouds
I am a passing wind
Free and full of thunder
 
Oh, Che's path
Homeland or death, that's my fate
Oh, Che's path
Homeland or death, that's your fate
 
Tomorrow, if my life were to stop
I'm telling you, my armed brothers
Remember that I am dying
Without any regrets or tears
 
No statues or honors (needed)
My brothers, dry your tears
Throw the flowers in the wind
Sing the homeland or death
 
Oh, Che's path
Homeland or death, that's my fate
Oh, Che's path
Homeland or death, that's your fate
Oh, oh, oh, oh, Che's path
Oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, Che's path
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, Che's path
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, Che's path
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, Che's path
 

• 1. read: my house

Oh, Little Children

Oh! little children, give a break
To your Daddy, ever so sleepy
Stop running around
No, it ain’t funny anymore
Stop driving me
Straight to my grave
 
Tomorrow, I have to go to work
I got your living to earn
Oh! little children
Close those cute little beepers
Sleep tight, sleep fast
Until tomorrow
Go to sleep!
 
Come on!
 
Oh! Little children
Be kind
For your aging Papa
He went out last night
He came back really late
All he wants now
Is his big warm bed
 
He does love you, believe it’s true
Especially when you’re in your pajamas
Tomorrow, I swear
We’ll play untill Midnight
I’ll do the choo-choo train, the horsey
And the doggy
 
Come on, now, go to sleep!
 
Oh! Little children
Give a break
To your poor Daddy, ever so sleepy
 

Goodbye, Rome

I envy you, the tourist, who arrives
and takes in the sites and the ruins,
then all of a sudden you find yourself
with the Trevi Fountain all to yourself!
 
There is a Roman legend
linked to this old fountain
whereas if you throw in a coin
fate will compel you to return here.
 
And while the coin kisses
the waters of the fountain
your song in the end
is this one.
 
Goodbye, Rome.
Goodbye, au revoir.
You find yourself at lunch in Squarciarelli,
with fettuccine and wine of the Castelli,
as in the good times that Pinelli immortalized.
 
Goodbye, Rome.
Goodbye, au revoir.
You see yourself enjoying a ride,
and think back on that ciumachella*
who was so beautiful and always said no!
 
I envy you, the tourist, who arrives
and takes in the sites and the ruins,
then all of a sudden you find yourself
with the Trevi Fountain all to yourself!
 
There is a Roman legend
linked to this old fountain
whereas if you throw in a coin
fate will compel you to return here.
 
And while the coin kisses
the waters of the fountain
your song in the end
is this one.
 
Goodbye, Rome.
Goodbye, au revoir.
You find yourself at lunch in Squarciarelli,
with fettuccine and wine of the Castelli,
as in the good times that Pinelli immortalized.
 
Goodbye, Rome.
Goodbye, au revoir.
You see yourself enjoying a ride,
and think back on that ciumachella
who was so beautiful and always said no!
 
~~~~~
 
You see yourself enjoying a ride,
and think back on that ciumachella
who was so beautiful and always said no!
 
Goodbye, Rome!
 

You're To Blame

I feel that old restlessness
Always when fall finds me
Southerly starts to blow, rain pounds
And I am all caught up in sadness
 
Looking for myself like inside the sea
I silence my soul with singing
I squeeze out the song to the empty house
Wandering over the guitar
 
You're to blame, you're to blame
That the song resembles to a tear
You're to blame, oh, I never know
How to go against you
 
You're to blame, you're to blame
That song is healed with a song
You're to blame, oh, I won't
Say a word against you
 
God, put in a good word for me
When the guitar becomes silence
When rain season, fall enters the body
Like weeds
 

A bun and a dream in my pocket

A bun and a dream in my pocket on the neverending road
I left my little town, me and my twenty years, going towards the city
I chewed so much mud and I lived so much life
I dreamt so many times what in the end I achieved
 
If you want to be someone in this life, if you are full of ambition
you have to fight with your claws in this world of slickers
but if you have a passion in you heart, no one can stop you
and without recommendations, you can reach your goal:
 
Janitor, yes, I'm a school janitor
One thing for sure, there is no better job
janitor, me, a janitor
the dream in my pocket eventually came true (dudadududadidù)
 
Carlo wanted to be an actor, Silvio an important entrepreneur
me, always and only that: to become a janitor
to those who asked me how I did it, I answer: believe in yourself
because few things are true and one is the saying: where there's a will there's a way
 
And now that I am retired and have many grandchildren
sitting by the fireplace I tell my life story,
how timely I was in ringing the bell for recess
and that time I found out who was smoking in the hallway
 
Come on grandpa, tell us one more story
It's late kids, time to sleep
Grandpa, we said one more story!
You never have enough! But now, all to bed! (dudadudududidà)
 
A bun and a dream in my pocket on the neverending road
on the road, hope, in the bun, baloney!
 

Return

I never opened my heart up in front of you
I never said what was in my heart
I was afraid of losing everything
The night's in loneliness, and filled with love's tears
That have now become a light
I'm telling you listen, you never loved me
 
But I'm already different now
You'd think spring opened up in my heart
And now I'll cross my new path without you
Whatever was, I'm leaving in the past
My wounds make me stronger
Forget it, I'm not in your present anymore
 
I never opened my heart up in front of you
I never said what was in my heart
I was afraid of losing everything
The night's in loneliness, and filled with love's tears
That have now become a light
I'm telling you listen, you never loved me
 
But I'm already different now
You'd think spring opened up in my heart
And now I'll cross my new path without you
Whatever was, I'm leaving in the past
My wounds make me stronger
Forget it, I'm not in your present anymore
 
Returning to my regular life gave me strength
I'm far away, I'm free
From the locks of love
You told me someone else was in your heart
Now I return your words to you and I'm saying
 
But I'm already different now
You'd think spring opened up in my heart
And now I'll cross my new path without you
Whatever was, I'm leaving in the past
My wounds make me stronger
Forget it, I'm not in your present anymore
 
I'm not in your present anymore
 
In your present
 
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Entirely my own work, please quote/reference me if used elsewhere.

Zlatna ribica

Kada sam bila mlada
Bila sam tiha kao cvet
Zamalo mi se svidelo
Ali sve ove reči su me plašile
 
Volim moju zlatnu ribicu
On me zove danju i noću
On je hipnotiziran od strane mene
I utišavam samu sebe samo zbog njega
 
Volim svoju baštu ruža
Miris me čini srećnom
To je tišina koja priča sa mnom
Kao da je to Charles
Kada vodimo ljubav
Tu nema pričanja
Kada vodimo ljubav
Tu nema pričanja
Kada vodimo ljubav...
 
~ ~ ~
 
Dođavola, život prolazi brzo
Bez našeg razumevanja
Prelazim granice
Ali ne pričam o tome još uvek
 
Preferiram više obrede
To ima malo gesta
Pesme me uzbuđuju
Sve što ima ritam
Sve što prolazi brzo
Bez našeg razumevanja
Sve što prolazi brzo
Bez našeg razumevanja
 
Bez našeg razumevanja...
 

Private Road Show (Playback, Weekday)

Hit the snooze but the alarm will ring again
Until you lock up the door more than once
Here comes the same old wardrobe
Even a pictogram would rather be snazzy
 
If only I could make a better joke
Lucked out with the film of me
You think it deserves, I wonder
 
As if I can't get out of the routine
A road show tour on weekdays
When it comes to this line, should I show a smile in theory?
If the scriptwriter has no choice but to write the mundane story
I can't look forward to the next take
 
An espresso from the Italian bar
Look, it just tastes bitter I don't like it
If you stitch up a different textile on the cloth
It just won't fit me as it loses the focus
 
Because of the poor camera work
My smile gets blurred, don't you see it?
 
As if Sunday has slipped away from a road show tour
Having said that, in theory I need to keep up the smile
If this kind of staging sees us through, it's okay right?
Because I'm with you in every scene!
 
Since I wake up until I go to bed again
 
Just like a record spinning over and over again
Did I really say this phrase 24 times or more?
Try to rewind it I sure can't get out of weekdays
But by doing so you give me a hint everyday
I'm putting together the common words
This line makes me laugh... and I like it
So it's high time we got down to the private road show
It makes me happy anyway... Playback... tomorrow again!
 

Driftwood

I'm made of driftwood,
I go at the mercy of the river undertow,
I come, I come and go,
I'm everything that I couldn't call mine.
I come, I come and go,
I'm everything that I couldn't call mine.
 
I have the edges so rounded,
I was tattooing myself with water and time,
I come, I come and go,
I'm much less what I know than what I feel.
I come, I come and go,
I'm much less what I know than what I feel.
 
And someday I drifted to your bank,
I ran aground on a bend of your sand,
you got hold of my dreams and my nightmares,
of my bad lights and my Christmas Eves.
I don't know what it is that they call fate,
perhaps it's barely a grain in the wood.
 
I just know that I made a stop on the way
and today I would stay forever by your side.
I just know that I made a stop on the way
and today I would forever stay by your side.
 
I'm made of driftwood,
I go at the mercy of the river undertow,
I come, I come and go,
I'm everything that I couldn't call mine.
I come, I come and go,
I'm everything that I couldn't call mine.
 

Writers.

Red house and white birch.
Tolstoï is not happy.
I wrote “War and Peace” and
That cretin goes on with “war, war”.
Answered Dostoïevski :
He is not “Idiot” but insane.
“We” are the ones patriots.
I agree, said Zamiatine.
 

Know who you are [Know who you are]

I beheld you by crossing the horizon
I know you
They stole away your heart
And you are not what you are today
You are not evil
Know who you are
 

Svadhisthana

No need to put it off
Everything between us is snowball
It grows bigger day after day
More and more day by day
There are more “for” than “against”
Don't bother to think what we should do
It's up to the stars to decide
It makes no sense to leave
When it feels so good facing each other
 
What if it's love?
And it happens
Between us now
What if it's the opposite?
The law of subtle vibrations
In the area svadhistana
 
More common topics between us
But I'm not with the right one
And you're not with the right one
One question is 'why'
Where have we been before
Like on the last day of Pompeii
We don't regret anything
We don't regret anyone
Like the ones who have flown off the coils
We are destructing each other from within
Do we really need it?
 
What if it's love?
And it happens
Between us now
What if it's the opposite?
The law of subtle vibrations
In the area svadhistana
 
No need to put it off
Everything between us is snowball
It grows bigger day after day
There are more “for” than “against”
 
What if it's love?
And it happens
Between us now
What if it's the opposite?
The law of subtle vibrations
In the area svadhistana
 

Destination Rivals movie opening Latino

An adventure, one more day
It is a challenge that we got to achieve
It's up to both of us
What we have to do is not a choice
 
It’s so simple and you feel well
It makes sense if you’re at my side
We both support each other
And we’re stronger
 
We are friends now, forever it will be
Any obstacle, we will overcome
We keep on strongly
We are two
It is our destiny
 
There’s no question, there’s no mystery
I’m alright if you’re with me
We’ll be able to climb
All of this and many other things
 
We are friends now, forever it will be
Any obstacle, we will overcome
We keep on strongly
We are two
It is our destiny
Pokémon!
 
Oooh ooh, right hand
Oooh ooh, you, my left
Oooh ooh, you give me strength
I, am going to protect you
 
Oooh ooh, in every challenge
Oooh ooh, or fighting
Oooh ooh, if we’re together
So good being with you
 
We are friends now, forever it will be
Any obstacle, we will overcome
We keep on strongly
We are two
Always ready to go into action
It is our destiny
Pokémon!
 

Rivals of destiny

A new adventure, a new day
New tasks, one after the other
The duty doesn't let us rest
There's still a lot to do for us
 
No, no way is too far away for us
Because we manage to do everything side by side
We stand close together
And go through ice and flames
 
And if the ship shatters, our friendship remains
And if the world falls apart, we don't despair
Standing upright, going forwards
Because the destiny wants it so
 
No questions remain open
You're what leads me forwards
Just how can it be?
The power's in the two of us
 
And if the ship shatters, our friendship remains
And if the world falls apart, we don't despair
Standing upright, going forwards
Because the destiny wants it so
Pokémon
 
You're my right hand
You're my left
You give me the power
Not to sink in the chaos
Ooh - Wherever I fight
Ooh - Wherever you are
Ooh - We sense together that everything's alright
 
And if the ship shatters, our friendship remains
And if the world falls apart, we don't despair
Standing upright, going forwards
Doing better than just watching
Because the destiny wants it so
Pokémon
 
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Private security

Pride doesn't count
When love is in crisis
This head is crazy
Whenever you're next to me
 
Let it go to hell
Everything I've broken
She started it first
When she was watching you
 
To love you like I did
No one will ever
Because you belong to me
 
Chorus:
What is mine is mine
Don't fall in temptation
I will always be your
Private security
 
Do you know what am I turning into
When someone touches my everything
Every girl that tried
Made a terrible mistake
 
You think I'm not watching
Trust me, it only looks that way
One wrong move
I'm there in one moment
 
Let it go to hell
Everything I've broken
She started it first
When she was watching you
 
To love you like I did
No one will ever
Because you belong to me
 
Chorus:
What is mine is mine
Don't fall in temptation
I will always be your
Private security
 
Do you know what am I turning into
When someone touches my everything
Every girl that tried
Made a terrible mistake
 

Sooner or later, love comes

At a railroad crossing
far away from the world
on a sunny August day
a bored station manager
saw in the window
of an express train
a dark-haired woman
...and didn't work anymore.
 
He spent his evenings
looking at the moon
and the trains crashed
but he didn't hear them.
 
Sooner or later, love comes.
 
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Drifting heart

I notice how your voice changes
Everytime you confess to me 'I love you'
We are worlds approaching each other
Orbiting with the same purpose
 
I who is blind about love universes
With rotatory and slow caresses
That puts our hearts in our mouths
And transforms the air into elixir
 
What is it
That makes me feel as a fire chariot
By your side
 
Drifting heart
Shipwrecked in the sea of your body
Where am I to go
If I'm missing the hurricane of your kisses?
I love you, love you
 
Drifting heart
I float with the sky's clouds
Ivory moon
Make this an unending dream
I love you, love you
 
Were are children of a lesser god
Without regard for the rules of the game
That absorb each other like opposite poles
In the circle of passion
 
What is it
That makes me feel as a fire chariot
By your side
 
Drifting heart
Shipwrecked in the sea of your body
Where am I to go
If I'm missing the hurricane of your kisses?
I love you, love you
 
Drifting heart
I float with the sky's clouds
Ivory moon
Make this an unending dream
 
Let me continue
Just a little bit more
 
Drifting heart
Shipwrecked in the sea of your body
Where am I to go
If I'm missing the hurricane of your kisses...?
 

Up To That Bush

Up to that bush
There’ll be the kitchen
That’ll get the morning sun
Where now my cap is
There'll be the bedroom
And towards the pond
We'll build our bathroom 
Come in, this is your home
Your home among the roses
As soon as I take my salary
The first wall
Your home — promised!
 
Now sit here
Where there’ll be the fireplace
Think that all those people
While passing by
They won’t see anything
That door isn’t just a dream
It’s strong — made of wood
Don’t hide your hand
Don’t hide your breast
There’s nobody around now
Nobody now —
There’s nobody now
 
I take our bed from the motorbike —
I lay the towel on the ground
Look up at the sky now
And tell me, how long before sunset?
We need darkness now
I want to soften you
Sadness — it vanishes with some smoke
And only your scent remains
The scent of your skin
The stars as background
And a vague sense of pain
That disappears with the breath — 
With the breath of your love
 

Armenia

How my heart can be joyful
If my country has wounds
How can my heart simply sing
When Armenia calls for my help
 
Dreams of our hopes, from those dreams the best part left,
Of our mistakes, and of beliefs, lessons left
 
How my heart can be joyful
If my country has wounds
How can my heart simply sing
When Armenia calls for my help
 
For the last time I push this question, push a question of which land do we belong to for so long
It's sad, hard fear, dear God
 
Sirts inchpes, inchpes urax lini
Erp erkirs chariq chariq uni...
Sirts inchpes, hangist hangist erqi
Erp Hayastann im oqnutyan kariq uni
 
How my heart can be joyful
If my country has wounds
How can my heart simply sing
When Armenia calls for my help
 
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Return

I never opened up my heart in front of you
I never said what was in my heart
I was afraid of losing everything
The nights in loneliness and filled with loves' tears
That have now become
I'm saying listen that you never loved me
 
CHORUS:
But I'm already different now
You'd think spring opened up in my heart
And I'll cross my new path without you now
Whatever was I'm leaving in the past
My wounds make me stronger
Forget it, I'm not in your future anymore
 
I never opened up my heart in front of you
I never said what was in my heart
I was afraid of losing everything
The nights in loneliness and filled with loves' tears
That have now become
I'm saying listen that you never loved me
 
CHORUS:
But I'm already different now
You'd think spring opened up in my heart
And I'll cross my new path without you now
Whatever was I'm leaving in the past
My wounds make me stronger
Forget it, I'm not in your future anymore
 
Returning to my regular life gives me strength
I'm far away, I'm free
From the locks of love
You told me someone else was in your heart
Now I return your words to you and I'm saying
 
CHORUS:
But I'm already different now
You'd think spring opened up in my heart
And I'll cross my new path without you now
Whatever was I'm leaving in the past
My wounds make me stronger
Forget it, I'm not in your future anymore
 
I'm not in your future anymore
 
In your future
 
All my translations are completely my work from scratch unless noted otherwise, reference me if used elsewhere.

The good thing of the sea

The fisherman has two loves
One love at land, one love at sea (2x)
 
The good thing of the land is the one who stays
At the rim of the beach when we leave
The good thing of the land is the one who cries
But does as if she didn't cry when we leave
The good thing of the sea is the sea, is the sea
That takes us away
So that we can go fishing