Boris Grebenshchikov - Vremya naebenitsa (Время наебениться) Лирицс транслатион то енглисх
(poetic, singable)
Time To Cut The Loose Ends
Please let me interrupt your eternal discussions,
Please let me shatter all you hold dear and crush it.
Time is unrelenting, it is like a wolf bitch,
While we all sit in here, it rushes without hitch.
Oh, how I'd wish for my soul to live with gods on mount tops,
Instead the folks play football and kick it with their jackboots,
They trample on most sacred, for my soul can't escape them,
And then without warning it'll drop dead like a great ape.
How can we still live here's [a] great mystery for sure,
[When] everybody yells: 'Up!', but deep down we are all moored,
[Still] banging heads on walls, thinking all will change some day,
Who cares [anyway], it is time to croak, I say.
There is time to die and time to be newborn,
There is time to hug and time to shy away from,
[There's] time to bow down and time to buck the old trends,
And here it comes: time to cut the loose ends.
I begged guardian angels to intervene in my case,
[As] I looked at the heavens and I saw their faces,
[Then] I stepped to the stream, withered by the great thirst,
[Here] I stand on the bank but I can't enter twice now.
I would be better off, living like a cloisterer,
To avoid the flame and live without worrying.
[My] body is my cage, my soul's a captive prisoner.
Enough, set me aflame. It's time to die and finish it.
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25.10.2024
De Profundis Clamavi
Have pity, my one love and sole delight!
Down to a dark abyss my heart has sounded,
A mournful world, by grey horizons bounded,
Where blasphemy and horror swim by night.
For half the year a heatless sun gives light,
The other half the night obscures the earth.
The arctic regions never knew such dearth.
No woods, nor streams, nor creatures meet the sight.
No horror in the world could match in dread
The cruelty of that dire sun of frost,
And that huge night like primal chaos spread.
I envy creatures of the vilest kind
That they in stupid slumber can be lost —
So slowly does the skein of time unwind!
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25.10.2024
Two Lines
Me and a blank sheet
and the usual two lines,
I'm alone,
return to me.
Fog and some records
that I keep as friends
in the house
empty of you.
Me and your memory
while I write the two lines
as I say
return to me.
If you know what
a lonely man is,
a man who loves you,
then you'll understand.
When you have these two lines,
the two of a million
that I wrote
to you alone—
—perhaps you'll believe
in the tears that I write
and again
you'll return.
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Me and your memory
while I write the two lines
as I say
return to me.
If you know what
a lonely man is,
a man who loves you,
then you'll understand.
When you have these two lines,
the two of a million
that I wrote
to you alone—
—perhaps you'll believe
in the tears that I write
and again
you'll return,
and again
you'll return!
25.10.2024
The Country That Doesn't Exist
La-la-la la-la-la la-la la-la,
la-la-la la-la-la la-la la.
La-la-la la-la-la la-la la-la,
la-la-la la-la-la la-la la.
Sooner or later, I'll go
to the top of the mountain.
I'll seek you out and sooner or later
I'll have you in front of me.
I know the distant country
where springtime lives.
There is a band that plays every night
and the people have no problems.
Sooner or later, you'll walk
on blue roads.
Together with me, you'll forget
the things of the world.
I know the distant country
where springtime lives.
There is a band that plays every night
and the people have no problems.
I know the distant country
where springtime lives.
There is a band that plays every night
and the people...
25.10.2024
The Sun Will Fall
The sun will fall,
dying in the blue.
The darkness will come
the moment you leave me.
No one will be able
to love you like this.
What more than me
from another love do you want?
Before you leave,
love, kiss me.
Give me hope that you
will return.
The sun will fall,
dying with me.
The darkness will come
when you leave.
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Before you leave,
love, kiss me.
Give me hope that you
will return.
The sun will fall,
dying with me.
The darkness will come
when you leave.
You're the sun,
you're the world.
Embrace me again
and stay with me,
and stay with me,
and stay with me,
and stay with me,
and stay...