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Alexander Bashlachev - Лирицс транслатион то енглисх


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Steer clear of the blades

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A palm on my shoulder.
A stamp
on one of the wings,
Snafu at the barracks:
a triple S day – dry spaces are tight,
My journal gets damp. I am walking the earth just to ease
My farewell of a flight.
 
Three beats - to the ball
of wax figurines,
A quarter - to death.
Some seven odd hides
reap a fistful of fur – odd.
Shall my drive to exist
be as strong as to sing? - No less.
Tie my thread in a little knot.
 
Cold April yields
hot dreams which boil the blood
Infected with germs
of virally new tunes,
As every target of the nearest war has laughed
Revealing her craving for love and her youth.
 
Let the caring doctor
hit the vein and spare the nerve
With the needles of rays, fill syringes with curatives solar.
 
Don’t cry, don’t you cry. Be still and observe
Love foaming through
the throat.
 
Catch her, catch –
on your lips. For the tumblers shall not suffice.
A torpedo of sounds
strikes the chord, so – drink!
Look: an ad on a banner of the last of the springs – flies,
Rocks this square window, and the square window – swings.
 
A punctured temple. Blind hordes on the rise.
Do dare to dodge your exemption,
to shed your mail.
My spoils of war – a chunk of my trophy ice
I kiss as I silently near the flame.
 
Us – the -mongrels-by-rats –
we are the bird’s adoptees.
And each fiend by his third
still remains hard-a bullet.
Lie low and witness
a nuclear prince
Ascend with his whip
as a ruler.
 
Don’t weep, don’t you weep. For whom would we cry?
That’s the likes of us orphans
make the ranks of the braves!
The time is up, our time to fly!
Hey you ‘all! Clear of the blades! Keep clear of the blades!
 


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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.
 


24.11.2024

The solitary man of the night





The solitary man of the night, I am
The seal of silence upon my lips
I have departed, solitary and dejected
Severed my heart from the all
The loneliest of the lonely, sorrowful and disgraced
The one alone and without a tomorrow, that is me
The solitary man of the night, I am
The seal of silence upon my lips
 

The solitary man of the night, I am
Hundreds of untold stories linger on my lips
I have departed from your city
Packed my rucksack and left
Without the worry of tomorrow, with only myself, alone
The wanderer of these nights, that is who I am
Without the worry of tomorrow, with only myself, alone
The wanderer of these nights, that is who I am
 

The solitary man of the night, I am
The seal of silence upon my lips
The solitary man of the night, I am
Hundreds of untold stories linger on my lips