Резултати претраге страна 26

The cumbia of the poor

You live surrounded by so much poverty,
don't be ashamed, don't be embarrassed
because this life is a very sad and hard thing,
ignore the rest1 and start fighting back.
 
For I too am poor as you are poor,
I have a mother, wife and children
that ask me for something and I can give them nothing2,
that ask me for something and I can give them nothing.
 
But I know how to strive, strive and triumph
and my life is destined for a cruel fate
and yet I know that only through striving will I triumph
and yet I know that only through striving will I triumph.
 
[x2]
 

• 1. ignore everyone else and what they may tell you
• 2. and I have nothing to give them.

• No utilicen mis traducciones sin crédito o permiso. — Don't use my translations without credit or permission.


• Tienen permiso de usar mis traducciones como base para hacer otras traducciones, pero solo en este sitio con crédito. — You have permission to use my translations as a base to make other translations, but only on this site and with credit.


• Terminology: lit. (literally), lat. (latin term), pr. (pronunciation).

The Whisperer

I'm not a hostile woman, I very rarely get angry
But I have a bit of a peculiarity
'Cause I too have my limits, and when wrath completely takes control
Then I treat myself primally
Like when my partner left, then I asked for one last embrace
There we stood, cheek against cheek, I sobbed his name so softly
 
He thinks that I'm going to whisper something
In his ear when I scream - Ah!
I press my lips against his ear - Ah!
Please, forgive me
How I behave... !
 
One day, I sat on the bus with an old lady next to me
A grouchy and grumpy individual
And on her lap sat an equally aggressive little dog
And I suspected froth in his mouth
He grabbed my arm, without warning, and bit
My blood was just flowing
She said: 'It's your own fault!'
 
She thinks that I'm going to sympathetically
kiss the dog on his ear - Ah!
I also grab his owner's ear - Ah!
Please, forgive me
How I behave... !
 
So now I'm sitting at the doctor's, because this isn't working out
And he's wondering why I'm there
It's difficult to explain, perhaps it's something mental
But that treatment is needed is apparent
 
He listens to my heart
Then, suddenly, I can't stop - Ah!
I grab the stethoscope, scream - Ah!
Oh, now I feel fine
Thank you and good day!
 

Assargadon

(the Assyrian inscription)
 
I am the lord of earthly kings - Assargadon.
The czars and chiefs, I tell you: woe to be upon you!
As soon as I took reigns, the rebels seized Sidon.
I overthrew Sidon and in the sea its stones threw.
 
To Egypt, words of mine resounded like a law,
Elam could read its fate in single glance that I threw,
I built my mighty throne upon the bones of foes.
The czars and chiefs, I tell you: woe to be upon you!
 
Who will surpass me? Who will be my equal, who?
All people's deeds are like a ghost in mad dreams' stew.
The dream of feats is like a child's play story.
 
I've drained you to the bottom, vapid earthly glory!
And now I stand alone, delighted to my bone,
I am the lord of earthly kings - Assargadon.
 
Quality RU-EN and EN-RU translations by Ironic Iron.
Bringing joy of Russian music and poetry to the world.
When sharing, please thank & credit: (c) St. Sol @ LT.

Welcome Home

Saint Erik Lundin
I woke up and was Suedi
 
Completely hype, check the passport up in the air like Timbuks
Cheers for my new life
I already have my four last
I don't need PUT I don't need any SFI
And I'm not going to leave
My identity is my own choice
Suedi, my victory speech
So if they ask me to go home they'll have to give me yarn
So while we were chasing ladies
Working on my Mandinka with the cuz
Loved stroganoff
Kept eating khanzir despite dad being Muslim
My kindergarten was Persian
My best friend was greek, I was poetic
Erik was no one to play with
So I skipped preschool
With the family during Christmas break
I swear on my mother, I only eat it
The milk cholate from Aladdin, every time
Christmas Eve, Christmas day, and boxing day
I gorge on the whole fucking charcuterie from Mamma Scan
Call me assimilated
Back to Stockholm, want to gorge on injera
Benachin, and supakanja and more
My stomach felt vandalized
I analyzed the time then
The black guy was into Jessica
She was famous, I was skinny as a matchstick
The time when svartskallars name didn't stick on the guest list
Where my heroes are lesbians
Where my idols are best friends
I'm Suedi, forgive me my friend.
I don't understand Estonian
 
Welcome home!
To the land there up above
The land and the people I toast to
The land and the team that I holler for
Welcome home!
Now the trophy we raise it
The flag we used to diss it
Now we raise it and wave it
Welcome home!
From the day I started breathing
To the day I came back to Arlanda
Welcome home!
I swear on my mother
Am home now it's here I want to stay
 
Finally familiar with denominations
Can't get jobs so we're forced to become entrepreneurs
Now it's notifications to the left, and money to the right
We've reached the point
When I open my mouth culture-Sweden is affected
No one can touch my art
Erik he should be fucking marked as a cultural memory.
Remember how I loved everything
From Thou Old Thou Free to Saint Lucia
Somewhere at the end of the blue
I remember how we fare dodged on the ten
Gosh, were only children but we wanted to defend our arena
Ever since the escape from the place where people die from malaria
Brother from Somalia shouted 'Woria Woria!'
Knew nothing of the world.
My Romani neighbors were sweet
Spoke more languages than the UN, we felt knowledgeable.
Sunnabyplan, I was in love with Sunniva.
Long before my vowels massaged your ear drums
Long before Grammys and covers in DN.
Now represent Suecia as if it was the Euros
Shouting 'I want to live here!'
When girls on Instagram show me love in DM.
Switch name like Perelli
Now I wave the flag as if the black guy was crazy.
For Olsen, Giudetti, for Zlatan my brother, Henke Larsson, Dhalin and Ravelli
Welcome home!
 
Welcome home!
To the land there up above
The land and the people I toast to
The land and the team that I holler for
Welcome home!
Now the trophy we raise it
The flag we used to diss it
Now we raise it and wave it
Welcome home!
From the day I started breathing
To the day I came back to Arlanda
Welcome home!
I swear on my mother
Am home now it's here I want to stay
 

Just Like a Rainbow

A young girl and a young man
A first kiss, that's how all love begins
That's what it was like earlier, just ask grandpa
Let him tell you how it was with grandma
 
People kissed secretly in the park on a bench
The moon watched as she sank into his arms
But what once was cannot be altered today
Because who in this world wants to stay alone?
 
I: Love can be just like a rainbow
So wonder-, so wonderful, so wonder-, so wonderful
Where there's love, there's always sunshine
You just have to understand it. :I
 
Yes, yes, the people say, everything in this world revolves
Around the beloved gold, but I've realised
That the most beautiful thing is love, no matter if poor or rich
It's the same for everyone
 
'You love me', you said on the first day
You'll stay here forever, no matter what may come
You want to carry me in your arms for a lifetime
Every word from you was like a bell chime
 
Have you also thought about how fast the page turns?
How the beauty of our youth fades?
Not every day in life can be a sunny day
When you know that, I'll let you inside my heart
 
I: Love can be like a rainbow
So wonder-, so wonderful, so wonder-, so wonderful
Where there's love, there's always sunshine
You just have to understand it. :I
 
I: Yes, yes, the people say, everything in this world revolves
Around the beloved gold, but I've realised
That the most beautiful thing is love, no matter if poor or rich
It's the same for everyone. :I - Hey!
 
I don't speak fluent German so feel free to correct
Ich spreche Deutsch nicht fließend, Korrekturen sind willkommen

I speak every language of the world

'Twas up North, in Scotland, where I met an old man
I thought he was lost, so I offered to help
He just shook his grey hair, he wasn't missing anything
I sat down with him on the grass and he told me:
 
'I speak every language of the world
For music is my language
This song is my passport
And my good spirits are my currency
The sun is my watch, the leaves are my calendar
I own every flower and the dust on the streets
I speak every language of the world
That's all that counts in my life'
 
The following year, down South, there was a house in the shadows
I asked for a bit of water and the old man stepped outside
I was surprised and asked, 'How come you're around?'
And the old man said, 'During summer, I'm by the sea'
 
'I speak every language of the world
For music is my language
This song is my passport
And my good spirits are my currency
The sun is my watch, the leaves are my calendar
I own every flower and the dust on the streets
I speak every language of the world
That's all that counts in my life'
 
Years later in the mountains, I came upon a grave
Someone who wanted to climb up to the summit, he never came back down
I could hardly decipher what the epitaph said:
'Music was my language,' yes, and I knew his song
 
'I speak every language of the world
For music is my language
This song is my passport
And my good spirits are my currency
The sun is my watch, the leaves are my calendar
I own every flower and the dust on the streets
I speak every language of the world
That's all that counts in my life
I speak every language of the world
That's all that counts in my life'
 
Translations (c) by me, permission for use on lyricstranslate.com and private 'fair use' cases granted.

A hundred years of spring

We paint the future in bright colors
Our faithfulness in blue, our hope in green
Your warmth is breaking the ice when days are cold
Your smile chases the shadows away
 
We shall have a hundred years of spring
A hundred years of spring just for the two of us
For a hundred years we will dream, and every morning
Shall be a gift from heaven
 
Strong wings carry us beyond every cliff
For you believe in me and I believe in you
Because we are certain that, whatever may happen
The two of us will stay together forever
 
We shall have a hundred years of spring
A hundred years of spring just for the two of us
For a hundred years we will dream, and every morning
Shall be a gift from heaven
 
We will only look forward, trusting in one another
Building our future
 
We shall have a hundred years of spring
A hundred years of spring just for the two of us
For a hundred years we will dream, and every morning
Shall be a gift from heaven
 
Translations (c) by me, permission for use on lyricstranslate.com and private 'fair use' cases granted.

S.G.S.

[Chorus]
Sunglasses, even at night
I put Versace, Rayban, Monoprix
I hide my eyes, I hide their color
White, ecstasy, on the table, it's Tel Aviv.
Sunglasses, even in the dark
Sunglasses in the bathtub
No virgin sleeping in my bathrobe
Sunglasses in front of the real me
 
[Verse 1]
I'm the product of my environment, like Mac Tyer.
I'm angry if the surrounding judges don't wear suits.
Sitting in a suit, I think of the ancestors, by the way, must mesh
I didn't reincarnate to fuck in Pattaya, Bo-Bomayé
You submitted to eat, you're good for nothing
It's a good thing you're for peace, you're as sweet as a shaved ball.
I make my rounds like the fox in the henhouse
The filthy towers will block the bullets if one day you want to defurage
Only love over the buddies
Only wetness on the pictures, the heart is black under the lights
I see life as a Gothic
All those anecdotal rappers
The viewfinder is in my view
No low kick control
 
[Chorus]
Sunglasses, even at night
I put Versace, Rayban, Monoprix
I hide my eyes, I hide their color
White, ecstasy, on the table, it's Tel Aviv.
Sunglasses, even in the dark
Sunglasses in the bathtub
No virgin sleeping in my bathrobe
Sunglasses in front of the real me
 
[Bridge]
Seine Saint Denis, Seine Saint Denis, Seine Saint Denis
Seine Saint Denis, Seine Saint Denis, Seine Saint Denis
 
[Verse 2]
Puddles of piss, puddles of tears, puddles of oil, do as Vald
Vald denies, Vald take weapons, Vald deflates, and those bitches
Leave puddles on the bucket seat canvas, fucking cops
Leave puddles when they knock on the door
Sullyvan palps like in the morgue
My fist up my ass, like Panacloc
You're gonna go into a coma first, not by mutual agreement
My, my hardcore community knew death
My voice in the modulator, my cock in naughty skinny
My name on Akinator, everyone's here, like:
'Whose fault is it?'is that there are some who do, and you who would do
Go back to raging about what the brother got with your shitty Paki.
A long way ahead, like miles, I'm butterflyin'
I messed up the breathalyzer, I'm driving around, you're michtoning?
I want to skin you and put you on, drink your blood like Lipton
You're not happy? You know the code: Seine Saint Denis.
 
[Chorus]
Sunglasses, even at night
I put Versace, Rayban, Monoprix
I hide my eyes, I hide their color
White, ecstasy, on the table, it's Tel Aviv.
Sunglasses, even in the dark
Sunglasses in the bathtub
No virgin sleeping in my bathrobe
Sunglasses in front of the real me
 

Za tvoju ljubav

Nikad nisam pomišljala da će se desiti
Ali uhvatio si me za ruku nepripremljenu
Shvatila sam da si me već poznavao
A sada znam da bez tebe sam niko
 
Kada sam najmanje očekivala da će se desiti
Približio si se bez straha od onoga što ću ti reći
Ostala sam pribijena na tvom rebru
A sada znam da bez tebe sam niko
 
Ono što sam očekivala od tebe
Od tvoje ljubavi
Pružilo mi je želju za više
Čak sam očajnički
Želela da te vidim pored mene
Ono što sam očekivala od tebe
Nesvesno
Ono što sam očekivala od tebe
 
Uprkos svemu što su mi govorili
Uprkos kritikama
Mogla bih te čitavog života slušati
Znam da bez tebe sam niko
Govoriš da me nikad ne bi ostavio
Da verujući ti bih se iznenadila
Mogla bih te čitavog života slušati
Jer znam bez tebe sam niko
 
Ono što sam očekivala od tebe
Od tvoje ljubavi
Pružilo mi je želju za više
Čak sam očajnički
Želela da te vidim pored mene
Ono što sam očekivala od tebe
Nesvesno
Ono što sam očekivala od tebe
 

Advice from Guru

Shebelebubulu…
 
When I had been so little my life was very simple
One morning I woke up and saw the Guru
He walked and wiggle - jiggled, not walked but flied and giggled
And easy breeze was carrying him through…
 
He said “Hello! I'm here! This is me, hello!
He revealed to me one simple ancient law:
 
When things are going smoothly like a ballroom dance
Don’t rush into it, smile
Give it a chance
Stick to your own style and...
Enjoy the advance!
Е-е, е-е – wow!
 
If weakness comes around, don’t you get lost
Keep the waltzing tempo at any cost
Say to yourself “I am not
Getting turned and tossed!”…
 
(Тiтriririri -ta pa pi- rum -pa- pa -pa
Тiтriririri -ta pa pi- rum -pa- pa -pa)
 
From then on I am free
I live and eat and sleep
I walk, I breathe, lay down
I am standing upright
That morning long ago I learned the law of flow
A simple rule from Guru to abide by
I am saying: ”Hi! Hello! This is me, hello!'
That is all, it’s not a secret at all!
 
When things are going smoothly like a ballroom dance
Don’t rush into it, smile
Give it a chance
Stick to your own style and -
Enjoy the advance!
Е-е, е-е – wow!
 
If weakness comes around, don’t you get lost
Keep the waltzing tempo at any cost
Say to yourself “I am not
Getting turned and tossed!”…
 
(Pa -pa -ra)
 
When things are going smoothly like a ballroom dance
Don’t rush into it, smile
Give it a chance
Stick to your own style and ... -
Enjoy the advance!
Е-е, е-е – wow!
 
If weakness comes around, don’t you get lost
Keep the waltzing tempo at any cost
Say to yourself “I am not
Getting turned and tossed!”…
 
(Тiтriririri -ta pa pi- rum -pa- pa -pa)
 
...Keep the waltzing tempo!
 
(Тiтriririri -ta pa pi- rum -pa- pa -pa)
 
Shebelebubulu…
 
(Тiтriririri -ta pa pi- rum -pa- pa -pa
Тiтriririri -ta pa pi- rum -pa- pa -pa)
 
(Тiтriririri -ta pa pi- rum -pa- pa -pa
Тiтriririri -ta pa pi- rum -pa- pa -pa)
 
E.T. (Eva Trussell) aka Vesper Lynd

I Am The Real Deal

High in the sky from the cloud of your beauty you don’t see me
But hey, may I say the night is underway and you will get to know me
Maybe I am nobody today, your friends keep saying that I'm leading you astray, but
 
Give me this one day, give me this one night
Give me just one chance and you will see – I am the real deal…
Give me this one day, give me this one night
Give me a chance and I will make you feel what is surreal…
 
You do not view me as anybody rich, high-ranking or awe-inspiring
Very well… I can tell - no offence - to me it’s all just too funny
Maybe I am nobody today, your friends keep saying that I'm leading you astray, but
 
Give me this one day, give me this one night
Give me just one chance and you will see – I am the real deal…
Give me this one day, give me this one night
Give me a chance and I will make you feel what is surreal…
 
Give me this one day, give me this one night
Give me just one chance and you will see – I am the real deal…
Give me this one day, give me this one night
Give me a chance and I will make you feel what is surreal…
 
E.T. (Eva Trussell) aka Vesper Lynd

The fires

There was only mist, when the sun was covered
And water rained into our world
And so everything behind faded away in smoke
And time was in our hands
 
When the lightnings lit up the sky
And the light burned in our eyes
I felt the world shake
We saw to tomorrow through the flames
I left everything behind, when I saw my
Passion, light coming, and I lit up the fire
 
And I lit up the fire
Lit up the fire
 
We were born to burn, to light up darkness
Through the nigh, with our fire
We broke our chains, felled our obstacles
and caught our dreams
 
When the light burned in our eyes
And fire was in front of us
The fire burned within us
The fire burned within us
 

Naval battle

War is
between shivers and habit
limit between fire and gratitude
on me, on me
 
Nights that
I fight with my nightmares
simple fear of my limits
uncomfortable to face
 
Because between saying and doing there is the sea in the middle
I can't swim
naval battle
between my words and my fears
one thousand paranoias, one thousand dark nights
 
I stay on the surface to think, a mistral wind is blowing
Tequila and Ginseng, anger to drown, alone, alone
I stay on the surface to think, sky blue like the sea
Manila and Big Bang in my astral journey, alone, alone
 
The wind also blows in the face, I lost my aim
but what do you want me to do if you left me in half
 
I headed towards the ocean, I left the port
to realise that the journey is long
I don't know if I will return, I am not ready
I hid the smell of home on me
in case I needed it and in case I woke up one day
to look at myself in the mirror and realise that it is not my
dream
afer all
 
Because between saying and doing there is the sea in the middle
I can't swim
naval battle
between my words and my fears
one thousand paranoias, on me
 
I stay on the surface to think, a mistral wind is blowing
Tequila and Ginseng, anger to drown, alone, alone
I stay on the surface to think, sky blue like the sea
Manila and Big Bang in my astral journey, alone, alone
 
Alone, alone
because between saying and doing there is the sea in the middle
I can't swim
naval battle
Alone, alone
 
Alone
 
because between saying and doing there is the sea in the middle (alone, alone)
I can't swim (alone, alone)
naval battle (alone, alone)
 
Alone, alone
 

Ne možeš me zauvek izbrisati

Kada se mrak na ulice spusti
Ja sam u jednom uglu, to ne možeš da zaboraviš
Ti sretni dani će ti uvek padati na pamet
Ne možeš me zauvek izbrisati
 
Recimo da sam pisma pocepala i bacila
Recimo da sam slike jednu po jednu spalila
Imam jednu uspomenu, kako to da izbrišem
Ne možeš me zauvek izbrisati
 
Uzviknem jedno ah kad kod te se setim
Jednu pticu kako gori
Pored tebe sam san sanjala
Ne možeš me zauvek izbrisati
 

After the War

Precisely
I remember how it was after the war
Into a suitcase
The skeleton Quickly to find a new flat Better
Across the river Keep avoiding that girl
 
I mean that new your new
I mean that new your new
Girl wonderful
 
Precisely
I remember how it was after the war
Alone
To once again breakfast to learn
Bathtub to fill about a half more
Not to have to cover of duvets two sets
Precisely I remember this place after the war
Not even then was it mine
 
Time isn't isn't time isn't isn't
Everything happens simultaneously that is the only
Time isn't isn't time isn't isn't
Everything happens simultaneously that is the only... explanation
 
Precisely
I remember that silence after the war
The more
We know ourselves the less we control ourselves*
Better
Than this I'll leave that up to that girl
 
I mean that new your new
I mean that new your new
Girl wonderful
 
Precisely
I remember how it was after the war
A chunk of the body
As if I forgot somewhere
Just to wipe your dust trace off mine
And then to get you of the blood circulation
Precisely
I remember this place after the war
The way away I found at the first try
 
Time isn't isn't time isn't isn't
Everything happens simultaneously that is the only
Time isn't isn't time isn't isn't
Everything happens simultaneously that is the only... explanation
 
Now after five years
I look at it differently
I don't speak of you anymore well nor badly
 
Time changes changes us changes changes
Nothing is more than temporarily that is the only
Time changes changes us changes changes
Nothing is more than temporarily that is the only... explanation
 

Kilometers Away

Rain, snow and the pulse of traffic jams.
Warm laughter will protect us.
Highways and days of wandering are still kilometers away.
In the mornings, the sun warms us, but at night - conversations.
 
You're still kilometers away.
You're still kilometers away.
 
The Earth spins and I grasp for it
every time I open my eyes.
The Earth spins and I grasp for it.
Days come together in a line, but they don't stay together.
 
Always and always the same turns slide.
You always take me elsewhere.
The hunt for the real frames is for kilometers
illuminated in a film, but they live in my memory.
 
You're still kilometers away. (x4)
 
The Earth spins and I grasp for it
every time I open my eyes.
The Earth spins and I grasp for it.
Days come together in a line, but they don't stay together.
 
The Earth spins. (x4)
 

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
 

Who goes to the seashore

Who goes to the seashore, ay
Never ever wants to go back, ay
Who goes to the seashore, ay
Never ever wants to go back
 
I walked around just for walking, I did
And every path led to the sea
I sailed on the sea, I did
On the waters of Dona Janaína*
 
The wave of the sea takes
The wave of the sea brings
Who comes to the rim of the beach, my love
Never ever goes back
 
Who goes to the seashore, ay
Never ever wants to go back, ay
Who goes to the seashore, ay
Never ever wants to go back
 

*Cheremshina

Versions: #2
Again the voice of cuckoo's in the forest,
Build their nest under the roof the swallows.
The shepherd drives the flock along the mountain trail,
Chirped it's song behind the grove the nightingale
 
Chorus:
The bird-cherry blossom lushly everywhere
The guelder rose is dressed in bridal wear.
For the shepherd all alone,
In the garden's quiet corner,
The maiden wait and wait.
 
Past the poplars she was walking to the garden,
On the mountains she gazed all of a sudden,
From the birches pure dew is falling there,
The guelder rose blossom in her hair.
 
Chorus:
 
The sun over horizon sitting down.
The shepherd song from mountain valley sounds:
-I will come to you when work is done
The sheep are watered and safely in the barn.
 
Chorus:
 
The evening has come, the flock is home and safe
Drinking *Cheremosh cold water by the wade,
In the garden the shepherd meets tonight
The maiden that loves him more than life.
 

Herding Song

Tulleri, lull
Is he still alive?
Far, far away in the forest
Yes, but is he
Yes, but is he
The little one lies in his cradle
Take off your shoe and milk the cow
And give the little one something good to drink
I can't come, I can't go out to pasture
I'm going to the field to harrow
No, the wind blows and birches go and the little one still sleeps so nicely
Yes, the weather blows and the birches go
I mustn't lull the little one
Lu la, is he still alive?
Yes, yes, he is.
 

You look into my eyes

Feelings hid the night.
Asking with tears to help the heart, with secret rain.
The doors are open into our home, where love abounds.
The happiness is very familiar with us. My world is full of your love.
You will not understand-every hour without you is the sign of trouble.
 
You look into my eyes,- you will see in them the power of love.
There love is not afraid of death. I don't need life without you in it.
You look into my eyes,- you will see in them the power of love.
There love is not afraid of death. I don't need life without you in it.
 
I know, the time will come. happiness is my stargazer.
Love will lighten up the day and the hurt will run away, follow the parting.
Your glance- whirlpool of love. I'm in the hands of my dream.
If you will call, *twice in the river we can walk in.
 
You look into my eyes,- you will see in them the power of love.
There love is not afraid of death. I don't need life without you in it.
You look into my eyes,- you will see in them the power of love.
There love is not afraid of death. I don't need life without you in it.
 
You look into my eyes,- you will see in them the power of love.
There love is not afraid of death. I don't need life without you in it.
 

Valaam

Bandages and cotton wool
Are cover up the light
In window of hospital room
Where many have lost all hopes
 
You're so alone
Chained to your dirty beds
We were cruel
And just have had enough of you
 
We're so tired
Of all your caprices and needs
You gave us such a hard time
Your path was alien to us
 
There's no place for your misfortune
On our streets
And the years will sweep away every trace
Towards your exploits
 
In longing and wandering
You believed in tomorrow
But our endeavors
Turn you into the shadows for long ago
 
It wasn't easy for you
To search for the meaning of life and the essence
An abandoned island
Is your last shelter now
 

Immortal

Your mouth has the honey that with one kiss
would make my soul in love go mad.
That kiss has a song, a promise
that will endure eternally within my heart.
 
She wants, little button flower,
always alive in my being,
virgin made a woman.
 
She has, for me a heart
that was yesterday's dream
and is now a living fantasy.
 
She knows, to return your love,
with kisses from your mouth
you understand that I love you.
 
She has, the nectar of my life
and you give in every kiss an immortal love.
 
She knows, to return your love,
with kisses from your mouth
you understand that I love you.
 
She has, the nectar of my life
and you give in every kiss an immortal love.
 

My Valentine

Moment of black and white heart
You and i carry on carry on
If you're looking for a reason to stop
My breath stops in your gesture
 
something in the air
I know what I know.
The breath you sprayed
 
Smooth the sharp edges.
You've got to make it simple.
If you wanna love maybe It's me
Tell me one more time.
I am all in this eternity
I have not stayed.
 
After everything is carved,
My Valentine My Valentine
I feel like my whole body is touching you.
My Valentine My Valentine
At most 1 sec.
It's outside certain rules.
You are the one who made you feel
My Valentine My Valentine
 
You look at me without looking away
Hurry up hurry up
I believe it is a sign that urges me.
Open me up a little hot.
 
something in the air
I know what I know.
My future
Come on
 
Baby I do not have time to rest.
Hugging
Triplet rhythm and sagging
Repeat woo tightly
Stir more sweetly.
I'm going to get it now.
Oh my Valentine
 
After everything is carved,
My Valentine My Valentine
I feel like my whole body is touching you.
My Valentine My Valentine
At most 1 sec.
It's outside certain rules.
You are the one who made you feel
My Valentine My Valentine
 
Emptiness alone is everyday.
I'll try two.
I'll prove it.
The light bursting in the dark
get together get get together
 
Good to hear your voice breeze
Even if I close my eyes and open my eyes
I need you anywhere in my world.
My Valentine My Valentine
I can follow you and run away.
My Valentine My Valentine
We already have 100 seconds
Weighted speed
I do not need any logic.
You and I made my street
My Valentine My Valentine
 

Those eyes in front of me

Versions: #2
1)
Those eyes in front of me
are like the kaleidoscope of lights
Those eyes in front of me
are getting brighter and warmer and warmer
Those eyes in front of me
have the color of tea
Those eyes in front of me...
what are they, what are they?
 
-RF
Though I'm falling into sensitivity and getting melancholic.
Those eyes in front of me!
I see them In spite of my will
The destiny brought us together at last,
The destiny brought us together at last!
 
Don't let me down,
Don't let me down,
Don't put your eyes away.
 
2)
Those eyes in front of me
- Let the years flow -
Those eyes in front of me
will be with me from the first time
and ever after.
 
Those eyes in front of me
And no more separations!
Those eyes in front of me
are my tacit friend.
 
-RF x2
 

To You

Every time you touch me
Every time my friend
I realise that life is alive for love
Limitless power and joy flow within me
When I have you near, how I love you
 
Believe, you give faith and hope
To a loving but frozen body
Filled with lust and yearning
Yearning for someone
As for life ahead
Someone to hold
 
Never take for granted that you have each other
For then the band of tenderness will become
Long-lived and true
Every time you touch me
Every time my friend
I realise that life is alive for love
 
Faith, you give faith and hope
To a heartfelt but frozen body
Filled with lust and yearning
Yearning for someone
As for life ahead
Someone to hold
 

March Of The Free

Be equal! Attention!
One after another the ranks of the submissive,
Obediently swallowing the orders of high-livers.
 
Affront. Offensively.
But you need to be silent and to be quiet.
Then there is an opportunity to climb a little higher.
 
Kneel. Distastefully.
But we're pressed by a political height,
And straight our back is not so easy.
 
The last not in sight.
Here in the spotlight only those who ahead of us,
And everyone else let take care of themselves.
 
(Chorus:)
March of the free. Fire in souls, leprosy on faces.
March of the free. Cretin on the right, freak on the left.
March of the free. Who fell out a line was trampled and cast-off.
March of the free. Will is clamped, character is worn.
 
A stroke of a lash.
Bloody scars on the bare back.
Double punishment for dashing rebels.
 
The threat by death.
For those who don't honor the just laws,
Opened doors of the prison yards.
 
Tied with rope.
Not a step to the left or a step to the right.
Of those who fell down make crossings.
 
Reward with silver.
The caring for the poor, they are like a burden.
They don't need much, won't handle with load.
 
(Chorus:)
March of the free. Fire in souls, leprosy on faces.
March of the free. Souls burn in impulses of ecstasy.
March of the free. There are traces of horseshoes on the backs of the fallen.
March of the free. The will is clamped in tight fetters.
 

Beirut

Two million stories,
War's severe devastation
Tunes' bluster in the wind,
A seduction in the dark
 
(Chorus:)
A winding mountain road,
Shaped by sheep
Fluttering veils,
Diversity is fascinating
 
Glory, fame,
A closer of souls
On a green line,
Honour on the streets
 
Glory, fame,
A peaceful Ramadan
Banging from the port,
Blooms in summer
 
Two million stories,
War's severe devastation
Tunes' bluster in the wind,
A seduction in the dark
 
(Chorus)
 
Twelve million stories,
War's severe devastation
Tunes' bluster in the wind,
A seduction in the dark
 
(Chorus)
 
Glory, fame,
A peaceful Ramadan
Banging from the port,
Blooms in summer
 
Glory, fame,
A closer of souls
On a green line,
Honour on the streets (streets)
 
Glory, fame,
A peaceful Ramadan
Banging from the port,
Blooms in summer
 

The Heroes of Darkness

Time starts when the clock strikes empty
I'll count down the beginning of this night
 
A child stays awake like the end was near
Air dances and wind plays
 
Come to feel
 
Engaged to the night
Direction disappears in the morning
Engaged to the night
Long we suffered in the lights,
Avoided colours
The heroes of darkness
 
I want to fly, I'm not afraid of the fall
I'm afraid of being safe
 
Helpless before the new
I'm without an answer
And I want to feel that again
 
Come to celebrate
 
Engaged to the night
Direction disappears in the morning
Engaged to the night
Long we suffered in the lights,
Avoided colours
The heroes of darkness
 
I'll learn to see
Shades of the dark
 
Engaged to the night
Direction disappears in the morning
Engaged
 
Engaged to the night
Direction disappears in the morning
Moon isn't afraid of the dark
 
Engaged to the night
Direction disappears in the morning
Engaged to the night
Long we suffered in the lights,
Avoided colours
The heroes of darkness
 

The ballad of Valentín of the Sierra

I'm going to sing a ballad
about a friend from my homeland,
his name was Valentín,
he was executed and hung in the Sierra.
 
I don't want to recall
that it was on one winter afternoon,
that by a stroke of bad luck Valentin
fell into the hands of the government.
 
He liked festivals
and horse races,
but he also liked playing
in cockfights in Palenque.
 
Soldiers captured him
and took him to a room
so that there he would confess
who were the men that were with him.
 
The colonel said to him:
'Valentín, be very careful,
for you see, I can have you sent off
to a firing squad to be executed'.
 
Because Valentín was an honorable man,
he gave them no other reason.
'I'm one of those very men
who has tried starting the Revolution.'
 
Now Valentín with his people
are lost in the mountainside,
long live brave men,
long live Colonel Valentín of the Sierra.
 

• No utilicen mis traducciones sin crédito o permiso. — Don't use my translations without credit or permission.


• Tienen permiso de usar mis traducciones como base para hacer otras traducciones, pero solo en este sitio con crédito. — You have permission to use my translations as a base to make other translations, but only on this site and with credit.


• Terminology: lit. (literally), lat. (latin term), pr. (pronunciation).

Rebel River

I threw your scarf into the river
To see it how was sinking.
It was the last memory
Of your tenderness that I had for you.
 
It was sinking slowly as your love,
But one day, the river finally...
 
... on the beach will be returned to me,
But I know very well that I'll never be able
To be happy without your happiness.
I shall remember you in my loneliness,
In the nest that remained without its ligh
When I understood you are not for me.
 
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
 
I threw your scarf into the river
To see it how was sinking.
It was the last memory
Of your tenderness that I had for you.
 
It was sinking slowly as your love,
But one day, the river finally...
 
... on the beach will be returned to me,
But I know very well that I'll never be able
To be happy without your happiness.
I shall remember you in my loneliness,
In the nest that remained without its ligh
When I understood you are not for me.
 
... When I understood you are not for me...
 

• En: Prohibited the total, partial or modification reproduction of this translation without a written permission and/or consent of the author. All translations in this website are protected by .

En.Jo.V.Her.

There Was A Fine Icon Painted

There was a fine icon painted – and in the rain forgotten
Virgin Maria’s eyes fainted, got washed away by water
Paints drizzled down as tears – it was the sky that blubbered
Men took refuge under ceilings – they didn’t know about that
Only the skies were sullen, turning the air bluer
Broke out a tempest, sudden…
Sheep jostled, as if gluey
Lightnings struck in the windows, strong winds blew off the roofings
Dogs at the doors sat whingeing, in barns mice raged as like true fiends
Children held mothers’ dresses, grandfathers started crossing
Kneeling at their places, prayed to their icons’ glosses…
 
Sunny then came the morning, wet dogs were tiredly woofing
People came out, yawning, started to mend the roofings
And quite aside, near the doorsill were lying the shreds of canvas
People’d forgotten God’s will, they all were shrugging manwise…