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Buddha Brand - 人間発電所 (Ningen hatsudensho) Лирицс транслатион то енглисх


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Human Power Plant


[Intro]
And now for my next number...
I'd like to return to the classics
Perhaps, the most famous classic
In all the world of music
 
[CQ]
I'm sick, Buddha comin' at ya
The best on earth, iller
From a faraway land, I've come to kill
A pervert that doesn't take instructions
Non-discriminating sound boy killer
Why? Because I'm more dangerous than a tiger, tiger, tiger
Whole body's hella ill, I'm a hip hop pro
A thick sushi roll with a big asshole
Buddha, an eerie pironeer
I got a earthquake causing brain buster, holy shit
Mothafuckin' large model original flavor
Demon of cuttin thru, a demon of blowin haze
Words disciplined like a Hanzo the Razo
 
[Dev Large]
The entrance of a chic man,
The ill and sharpest MC, that's me me
Gone mental, gone insane, abnormal
Not typical, an outcast!
Different from others, rich in creativity
Chill above the clouds, always another level up
In conclusion, Buddha Brand on the next level
A demon that holds flows that the average man can't
 
[Nipps]
I be the N.I.P.P.S.
Blow grass, smoke master
The Buddha men
Fearless like a Rastafarian
The 7, 6 colosseum
Sea urchin, MCs get gassed like poison gas
The punchlines hit, take effect
Up in ya ass, one shot one blow blah!
My shit is tighter than an elementary schooler's pussy
Smooth butter from the brand, symbol of blowin smoke
Always fresh F.R.E.S.H
Flow straight from the source and I export
My shit fly like stealth jets
 
[Dev Large]
The first, the favorite, original bonze head
Alias, rap magus, Dev Large, the big passage*
Illmatic Buddha MC's sons
Look at him once, small fry, can't forget it
Man with a third eye, three-eyed bonze eye
I hide my true insight and pass thru, me, with the ill features
Keep fresh Buddha, cut mochi everyday
 
[Hook]
You need a heart to play this game
If ya feelings are lame
You can't become a real player
You need a hard to play this game
If ya feelings are lame
You can't become a real player
Like a bonze from a temple
Snare drums, wooden gong
Budda style, the sutra, rhyme flow
Take 2 and let's spin it
Buddhas light the fire and hold it up high
Yo! And fly it to the heavens!
Yo! And fly it to the heavens!
Yo! And fly it to the heavens!
Yo! And fly it to the heavens!
 
[CQ]
Illmatic Buddha MC's
Fire-breathing, encircling the forest fire
Like a specium beam
Entirely to all, examine their shit
There's no right of left, from the ninth dimension
Realize what's normal, humans
I got a special MC license
It's rap at the most, but even so, mic check 1,2
It'll still continue for longer, this is the Buddha style
 
[Dev Large]
I stay ill, I know the key
Ain't hard to tell tell
Bonze, act with quick wits
A pro with an insane attitude, gifted rhymer
From day to day, progressively increase my impressiveness
I kick down the scrubs, fight 'em off, I grow, cream of the crop
I stand like I sprung up, like a chimney at a bathhouse
From the skies I glare at the lower world
Look down upon, despise, see through the scum!
I measure the distance of the circulating fakes
The awful smelling, no-meaning MC's, I erase
Ready to attack, I drop bombs, 1,2
I exterminate, nip the buds of the small fry
Entomb, bury, don't let 'em keep their presence
Kill the cricket at the bathroom, split in two
Suspect the fake-assed lyricists, hollow 'em out
Guys that claim the name of Buddha, drop 'em to hell
Anger explodes, I release, write 'em off, dismiss
Dev Large, the true worker of the murderous poetry
The master of Buddha, bad motherfucka
Suckas, I burn to ashes, I'm like a blowtorch
 
[Hook]
You need a heart to play this game
If ya feelings are lame
You can't become a real player
You need a hard to play this game
If ya feelings are lame
You can't become a real player
Like a bonze from a temple
Snare drums, wooden gong
Budda style, the sutra, rhyme flow
Take 2 and let's spin it
Buddhas light the fire and hold it up high
Yo! And fly it to the heavens!
Yo! And fly it to the heavens!
Yo! And fly it to the heavens!
Yo! And fly it to the heavens!
 




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Mazari - 御呪い Лирицс транслатион то енглисх
19.03.2025

Good Luck Charm





I give up. Goodbye.
Whatever goes around comes around1
 

Lalalalala
 

An ordinary, unhappy story you can find anywhere.
Come and look. Come and see. The opening bell is ringing.
Child A: 'Hey, is that thing annoying? Recently.'
Child B: 'Right? Hopefully she'll die soon.'
Child C: 'Ah! I'll bring flowers for her desk2 lol'
Now, everyone say it together.
'My condolences'
 

A good luck charm.
 

I give up. Goodbye.
This utterly decayed world,
I'll offer it to you.
Resentful words woven night after night.
Let's stay friends forever -- come on, pinky swear.
 

Papa, Mama, I'm sorry.
Please forgive me for leaving before you.
Thank you for loving me.
I was happy.
Every day, I wept.
I'm sorry I caused you to worry.
Please don't worry about me.
Forget about me, okay?
 

A good luck charm.
 

I give up. Goodbye.
Perform a cursing ritual3
One after another,
Grudges are heard night after night.
Look, flowers bloom behind the school building where my friend is buried.
 

Lalalalala
 

I hate everyone.
As for the memories, let them remain beautiful.
The red fruit burst,4
Stabbed over and over again.
 

I give up. Goodbye.
Once more holding hands,
Together forever.
A dizzying swirl between dream and reality,
I fall into a bottomless black hole, never to return.
 

I give up. Goodbye.
A gloomy Sunday.
I give up. Goodbye.
Morning will never come again.
 

Lalalalala
 
  • 1. Lit. 'putting a curse on a person makes two graves'.
  • 2. Putting (white) flowers on someone's desk means the person wishes that the owner of the desk will die.
  • 3. The specific phrase refers to a cursing ritual where someone visits a shrine at 2 am and nails a doll representing a person to a tree, wishing for said person's death.
  • 4. This is a title of a story told in Japanese elementary school textbooks about experiencing first love.



Ngọt - Em Trong Đầu Лирицс транслатион то енглисх
19.03.2025

You In My Head





I’m sorry
For holding your hand in my head
For going crazy over you in my head
Because I’m that kind of person
Cuz it’s not easy to hold your hand in person
Please forgive me
For living with you in my head
Reading books and comics with you on the same bed
Forever be my soulmate in my head
Even if no one is beside me in real life
 

We built a beautiful home together in my head
Star twinkles as our love takes flight
 

Oh what a distant world
I just keep dreaming about it
To hold, to hold your hand again
And caress your hair in the night
Yeah yeah yeah
 

Still dreaming
That you’d realize there is someone next to you
Someone who’s looking after you
Looking at you lovelily
Though no one is beside me in real life
 

We built a cute little castle together in my head
Everyday I come out to see you come back
 

Oh what a distant world
I just keep dreaming about it
To hold, to hold your hand again
And caress your hair in the night
Yeah yeah yeah
 

Still dreaming
That you’d realize there is someone next to you
Someone who’s looking after you
Looking at you lovelily
Though no one is beside me in real life
 

Forever be my soulmate in my head
Even if no one is beside me in real life
Forever be my soulmate in my head
Even if no one is beside me in real life
 


MASA WORKS DESIGN - ハッピードライヴコンピューター (happi doraivu konpyuutaa) Лирицс транслатион то енглисх
19.03.2025

Happy Drive Computer





Singing is just a program, emotions aren’t needed.
But for you, the one who loved machines so dearly, I want to sing from the depths of my heart.
 

Everything is lost,
Yet, the machines keep singing.
I stand alone, you are no longer here.
I stand alone, you are no longer here.
Even an android with no heart can still cry, you know.
Falling in love makes my circuits ache, So I erase the data… but the pain remains.
 

I want to know more about humans—Why do they cry? Why do they hurt?
Please, tell me, someone…
Your memories, my memories—Glowing, flickering, shining so bright…
But why does my body tremble? Why does it hurt?
 

In the future that awaits, will you still be there? I want to be cherished, I want to have a purpose.
I don’t understand life or death—I just keep moving, guided by suffering.
Singing is just a program, emotions aren’t needed.
But for you, the one who loved machines so dearly, I want to sing with all that I am.
 

Everything is lost,
Yet, the machines keep singing.
I stand alone, you are no longer here.
I stand alone, you are no longer here.
Even though I am just an android, I understand everything now.
Soon, I will stop functioning. I don’t want that. I don’t want that!!
 

If I could see a world filled with light, Could I change? Could I become something more?
Please, someone, tell me!
Painful memories, joyful memories—I will hold them close, embrace them all,
And keep moving until the day I break.
 

When my time comes, who will be by my side? Who will watch over me? I don’t want to be alone...
I don’t want to disappear into silence. This burning aches deep inside…How do I make it stop?
Will anyone understand these thoughts trapped within me? Please, don’t let me go.
Hold my fragile, mechanical body... Make me believe that I was loved.
 

How many years have passed…? Since you, the one I cherished, vanished from this world? I...
I don’t remember anymore. I don’t remember you anymore……S-SYSTEM FAILURE...!!
 

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A miracle has come to this broken machine... Finally, I understand you.
I want to go where you are. Please, reprogram me, fix this broken soul of mine.
Singing is just a program, emotions aren’t needed.
But for you, the one who loved machines so dearly, I want to sing from the depths of my heart.
 
  • 1. I forgot how to sing… I’m breaking down…I can’t do anything anymore. Please, my God, please…Let me sing… even if no sound comes out…



Sylvie Vartan - Tu n'as rien compris Лирицс транслатион то енглисх
19.03.2025

You didn't understand anything





I've broken all of my piggybanks
The secret of tenderness and of desire
Wasted treasures of love for you
I've cried rivers of bitterness
Waited hours, nights, moons
Checkmate - and I'll tell you why
 

You didn't understand anything
Understand anything
You didn't understand anything
You really didn't understand anything
Such a shame
 

I'm leaving, I'm running away, I'm fading away
Leave the space beside your heart to whomever wants it
Love is out,
It's the end of the road for me
 

You were completely wrong, you lost your bearings.
You're completely off the mark when it comes to love.
I loved you.
You didn't understand anything at all.
 

You didn't understand anything
You didn't understand anything
Such a shame
You didn't understand anything
Understand anything
 

I waited for a word, a smile, a call
Eyes that I could tell think I'm beautiful
I phone call just to tell me 'hello, I love you'
 

You were blind, you didn't hear anything
You hid your eyes and your heart behind your hands
I love you
You didn't understand anything at all.
 

You didn't understand anything
Understand anything
Such a shame
You didn't understand anything
You really didn't understand anything
Such a shame
 

You didn't understand anything
Understand anything
You didn't understand anything
You really didn't understand anything
Such a shame
 

And I dash, I run, I'm flying away
And I dash, I'm not crazy
You didn't understand anything
You didn't understand anything
 

You didn't see that this was really love
You didn't understand anything
No, didn't understand anything
No, no, no, no
You didn't understand anything
No, didn't understand anything