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Chérine - l Лирицс транслатион то енглисх


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Not my age


What's my real age
Eight, ten or twelve years old?
What's my age, what's my age when
I don't see things like grown-ups do
 
There are these people ahead of me
Who often run and jump
They don't know how to take their time anymore
(They don't know) of the beauty outside, inside
 
If that's what childhood is
Emotion, the five senses
The ability to dream
It's not a matter of counting
 
What's my age, my age?
At what page am I?
I don't care, I won't change
 
What age, what age am I?
I stay prepared to board
All of the boats that exist
 
It's better, it's me
My age is
Not my age
 
What's my real age?
What's Peter Pan's age?
This wild and innocent man
And his big beautiful world
 
People are colourful
Colours have people
I live in fear
But most of all in the present
 
If that's what childhood is
The laughter, the impatience
The ability to dream
I'm not going to throw these things away
 
What's my age, my age?
At what page am I?
I don't care, I won't change
 
What age, what age am I?
I stay prepared to board
All of the boats that exist
 
It's better, it's me
My age is
Not my age
 
What's my real age
Twenty, thirty or twelve years old?
Come to board
What's ahead of us
Our age is just the age
Of the things we feel
 
What's my age, my age?
At what page am I?
I don't care, I won't change
 
What's my age?
 
It's better, it's me
My age is
Not my age
 




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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.