Adam - 7ob Ye2thi (حب يإذي) Лирицс транслатион то енглисх
A Love That Hurts
There is a kind of love that hurts, tears you down
and suffocates you bit by bit
And at many time
One can find in harshness a lot of causes for happiness
And what's stranger, when we give others
without thinking and unconditionally
the feeling of [appreciation] of what we give is lost
when too much is given..
We make mistakes and fear possesses us
and it turns into an obsession
And there is no embrace that can hold us
And replace the embrace of those closest to us
And that which has been built up and watered
is now thrown up in the air
It's an old page in the past already
And will be forgotten as usual..
What are we even looking for
when our story is already settled
These are eyes that are bidding each other farewell
These are hearts of defeated people..
There are so many people like us in life
And the endings are repeated
The endings are repeated..
We make mistakes and fear possesses us
and it turns into an obsession
And there is no embrace that can hold us
And replace the embrace of those closest to us
And that which has built up and watered
is now thrown up in the air
It's an old page in the past already
And will be forgotten as usual..
And that which has been built up and watered
is now thrown up in the air
It's an old page in the past already
And will be forgotten as usual..
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25.11.2024
Stvoren sam da te volem
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Noćas oću sve da ti podarim
U mraku, tol'ko je otog što oću da uradim
I večeras oću pred noge oto da ti položim
Jer devojko, stvoren sam za tebe
A devojko, ti si stvorena za mene
Opravljen sam da te volem moje lane
A ti da voleš mene
I ne mogu te se zasititi
Možeš li se zasititi mene ti?
Noćas želim to videti u očima tvojim
Magiju da osetim, ima štogod što me čini divljim
A noćas ćemo to ostvariti sve
Jer devojko, stvorena si za mene
I frajlice, stvoren sam za tebe
Opravljen sam da te volem moje lane
A ti da voleš mene
I ne mogu te se zasititi
Možeš li se zasititi mene ti?
Opravljen sam da volem te
Ti stvorena si da voleš me
A ja ti to mogu dati sve
Možeš li ti meni dati sve?
Ne mogu se zasititi
Ne mogu se namiriti
Ne mogu se zasititi
Opravljen sam da te volem moje lane
A ti da voleš mene
I ne mogu te se zasititi
Možeš li se zasititi mene ti?
Stvoren sam, stvorena si
Ne mogu se zasititi
Ne, ne mogu se namiriti
Opravljen sam da te volem moje lane
A ti da voleš mene
I ne mogu te se zasititi
Možeš li se zasititi mene ti?
Opravljen sam da volem te
Ti stvorena si da voleš me
A ja ti to mogu dati sve
Možeš li ti meni dati sve?
24.11.2024
EMILIA • WRONG ADDRESS
An old story, you and I, once in love, a perfect tie.
We were happy, heart to heart, but now we’ve fallen apart.
I’m just a memory—get used to it!
Go to her now, let anger hit.
Run away, just leave me be.
I’ve had enough of your lies, you see.
You deserve to be alone in pain
No turning back—it’s all in vain.
At night, you’d call me, craving more.
With her, was it better than before?
My number’s gone, don’t try to find,
I’ve left it all behind.
When I was hurting, where did you stay?
With someone else, you chose to play.
Drink all you want—it won’t make me care.
Search for me, but I’m not there.
Remember the days I hid my tears?
Now you burn with the same fears.
Keep your words, they mean no more,
You killed the love we had before.
24.11.2024
I will Win (I Wanna Be a Hero) credits version
Starting a long journey...
Opening a new page
I will win! (Win!)
Pokémon for the advanced!
(The advanced!)
I will win! (Win!)
I will touch the clouds...
And I'll prove to everyone...
Who's the best, the best in the world...
I will win!
Pokémon!
24.11.2024
Heavenly clouds
Oh, heavenly clouds, eternal wanderers!
Over an azure steppe, a pearly brethren
Akin to myself, you travelers hasten
From the dear north to course southern.
Then who is exiling you: is it fate’s verdict?
Is it the envy concealed? Is it malice in the open?
Or is there a crime that levees a burden?
Could it be slander by friends that is poison?
No, you are fatigued by fields that stay barren…
Foreign are passions to you and the suffering alien
Always cold-bloodied, always independent,
You have no homeland, know not of banishment.