Charles Aznavour - Les enfants de la guerre Лирицс транслатион то енглисх
Children of War
Children of war
Aren't really children
They are as old as stone
Of iron and blood
By the tears of mothers
They had their eyes opened
By days without mystery
And a world on fire
Children of war
Aren't really children
They've known the earth
On fire and bloody
They've had pipe dreams
To sharpen their teeth
And have taken cemeteries
As children's play parks
These children of the storm
And of uncertain days
Who had faces
Indented with hunger
Who have aged before their time
And grown up without help
Without touching the heritage
That love must have left them
Children of war
Aren't really children
They've seen anger
Smothering their songs
They've learnt to shut up
And to tighten their fists
When lying voices
Dictate their destinies.
Children of war
Aren't really children
They have a proud look
And their eyes are too big
They've seen misery
Covering over their tracks
And foreign hands
Slitting the throats of their springs
These children without a childhood
Without youth and without joy
Who shivered helplessly
With sorrow and cold
Who defied suffering
And silenced their turmoil
But lived in hope
Are like you and me
Lovers of misery
Unhappy lovers
To singular loves
To ever-changing dreams
Who look for the light
But fear it still
Because
The lovers of the war
Are still children.
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20.03.2025
Even Though You've Left
I search, but I can't find
A moment that will wake me up inside.
And I just want to escape
From the past that’s trying to take me away.
I know it’s hard,
And it will always be,
Until the day I heal completely.
But maybe one day,
When we meet again,
All this pain will finally end.
Even though you've left
My life for good,
I want you to know—I’m not okay.
And please don’t forget,
We once had something real,
But without me, do you really feel okay?
I sit and watch
As happiness belongs to everyone else.
And no, I just don’t understand
Why it never comes my way as well.
I know it’s hard,
And it will always be,
Until the day I heal completely.
But maybe one day,
When we meet again,
All this pain will finally end.
Even though you've left
My life for good,
I want you to know—I’m not okay.
And please don’t forget,
We once had something real,
But without me, do you really feel okay? (x2)
My love, just listen,
Don't take this as an insult.
I was yours, you were mine,
But now that’s no longer true.
Maybe I’m to blame,
Maybe I deserve the shame.
When you look at me,
I walk away
I’m all alone today.
Even though you've left
My life for good,
I want you to know—I’m not okay.
And please don’t forget,
We once had something real,
But without me, do you really feel okay? (x1)
I LOVE YOU
20.03.2025
I'll Live (Without You)
I'll live
without you
even if I still don't know
how, how I'll live.
Without you,
I without you
will continue on alone
and I'll sleep.
I'll awaken,
I'll walk,
I'll work,
I'll do something,
I'll do something,
yes, I'll do something,
I'll do something for sure:
I'll cry!
Yes, I'll cry!
Without you,
I without you
will continue on alone
and I'll sleep.
I'll awaken,
I'll walk,
I'll work,
I'll do something,
I'll do something,
yes, I'll do something,
I'll do something for sure:
I'll cry!
Yes, I'll cry!
I'll cry!
I'll cry!
I'll cry!...
20.03.2025
Olé Nahal Village
A wise farmer knows,
And he instilled this in the army,
A strain should be improved,
To be well stem assembled.
(Well stem assembled)
It was decided and a wheat was taken,
To be assembled by swords, (Nahal emblem)
The whirlwind turned around,
And the Nahal went out to the fields.
(Nahal to the fields)
Olé cabbage and Olé spinach,
Tomatoes on a spear!
Olé dizzying Nahal
Olé lettuce, Olé radish!
Olé tank harnessed to a mule,
Olé strawberry rangers,
Olé dizzying Nahal,
Olé Nahal village.
A soldier stands for sowing seed,
And a farmer knows to pinpoint shoot.
There is a Nahal who knows the mountains
To make water flow in order to give harvest.
(In order to give a harvest)
This is the meaning of a subsidiary farm,
And it would be written in the report.
That watering radishes and carrots
Is an investment for the long term.
(Yes, yes for the long term)
Olé cabbage and Olé spinach,
Tomatoes on a spear!
Olé dizzying Nahal
Olé lettuce, Olé radish!
Olé tank harnessed to a mule,
Olé strawberry rangers,
Olé dizzying Nahal,
Olé Nahal village.
Here the wheat stands in tension,
Every tree is upright like a soldier.
And good orientation in the field
Would be proved by orderly onion beds.
(proved by onion beds.)
Cabbage heads stand without sound,
Even a fly on a nose is not disturbed,
Among the rows a whisper passes like a spell
The Nahal village is five by five ✅
(Yes, yes five by five)
Olé cabbage and Olé spinach,
Tomatoes on a spear!
Olé dizzying Nahal
Olé lettuce, Olé radish!
Olé tank harnessed to a mule,
Olé strawberry rangers,
Olé dizzying Nahal,
Olé Nahal village.
20.03.2025
Try to Understand
Come on, I couldn't think that someone like you
is in love with my mind,
but I know, hey-hey-hey,
but I know.
Come on, I never hoped that you'd say yes
but now I dream that you're already here,
this, yes,
this, yes.
And now that I tell you that I love you,
you should smile because, oh-oh-oh,
I can never leave you, never
and if I miss you, I'll cry.
Whoa-oh, come on, I have to finish this for you
because I can't resist if this love is yours,
this love, hey-hey-hey,
this love.
~~~~~
Come on, I never hoped that you'd say yes
but now I dream that you're already here,
this, yes,
this, yes.
And if I tell you that I love you, oh,
you should smile because, whoa-oh-oh,
I can never leave you, never
and if I miss you, I'll cry.
I'll suffer,
I'll suffer,
I'll suffer...