DakhaBrakha - Карпатський Реп Лирицс транслатион то енглисх
Carpathian Rap
Listen, dear people
What I want to tell you.
I want to sing a song
About all the guys.
If only my Mom knew
What Dmytro is capable of
Every Sunday she would
Dress me up in an artful way.
If only my Mom knew
What Mikhaylo is capable of
Every Sunday she would
Dress me up nicely.
If only my Mom knew
What Ivanchyk is capable of
Every Sunday she would
Let me go to the dancing.
If only my Mom knew
What Vasyl' is capable of
She would just tell me
'Oh my God, no way!'
A cuckoo was calling
Somewhere over there
Where all the guys a good
But Mykola is the best.
A cuckoo was calling
Over there near the forest.
I don't love anyone
Like that Yurchik guy.
Yurchik, go to bed
Because you are tired.
Petryk, come to me
Because I like you.
My guelder-rose, my raspberry.
My guelder-rose, my raspberry.
I love Havrylo very much
And I'm in love with Lukin.
But when I don't see Andrey
I perish in vain.
And when I don't see Andrey,
I don't tell anyone.
I gave my hand to Yelavko
And went home.
I gave my hand to Yelavko,
And my kerchief to Hrytsko.
And I hug Semén
Like a small child.
As I was going home
I passed plum-trees.
I met Anastasiy there
Bringing me marigolds.
My guelder-rose, my raspberry.
My guelder-rose, my raspberry.
I was going home
Across a green meadow.
I met Shtefan and Onufriy.
I follow them everywhere.
As I was going home
The day was clear.
I met Khedor and Mykyta.
Those are my darlings.
A lily started to bloom
In front of my house.
I've cooked pastils
But Makoviy isn't around.
My dear Makoviy isn't around
And his Dad isn't around too.
I wish my Mom would marry me off
To that Ihnat guy.
Cause Ihnat has a nice house
And a new barn.
I don't know whether I'd become
Ihnat's destiny.
I don't know whether I'd be
Together with Ihnat.
Maybe Kuz'ma will marry me
If he wishes to.
This night at midnight
I had a miraculous dream.
If Kuz'ma doesn't marry me,
Then Danylo will do.
Though Danylo has a nice field
But his house is old.
I won't marry Danylo.
I would rather marry Safat.
My guelder-rose, my raspberry.
My guelder-rose, my raspberry.
Though Safat has a nice house
But his mother is old.
I won't marry Safat.
I would rather marry Slavko.
As I came to Slavko
I slammed the door.
I won't marry Slavko.
I would rather marry Yakym.
Yakym has bulls and horses.
Yakym has cows too.
If Yakym doesn't marry me,
Bless you all!
I've sung you
This song
So that all good people know
How I sorted out the guys.
My guelder-rose, my raspberry.
My guelder-rose, my raspberry.
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18.03.2025
Let it fly
Let it fly
Let it fly
Let it fly
Let it live
Let it fly
Let it fly
Let it fly
Let it fly
Let it fly
Let it live
Let it fly
In the middle of bullseye
Swishes right through the hoop*
I remember the branch and the tree
I remember the shared mouth
I remember the grand longing
I share a room with you
I share a shirt with you
Until I depart into the rain
I remember the branch and the tree
I remember the sad mop and the moon
I watch as the rock breathes
I watch as fingers leave prints
I watch everything over again
I listen closely to sky and earth
I everything doesn't fit into the cranium
One can hide their face in their shirt
Even a chair can be a friend
With it one can laugh and cry
One can watch a movie on the ceiling
And feel the rain in one's soul
A mosquito flies with us
It would like a drop of our blood
Let it fly
Let it fly
Let it fly
Let it live
Let it fly
I left you behind
I left you behind
And went away
Sometimes you just have to leave to see
Open the door and walk into the rain
I remember your gaze
I remember your agony
I remember the throe in one's** soul
I remember the branch and the tree
I remember the shared mouth
I remember the tranquil moon
18.03.2025
Italian Twist
(Hey, paisano, Italian twist,
whoa-oh-oh-oh,
and joy, twistin' like a-crazy,
whoa-oh-oh-oh.)
Round and round like a pizza pie,
turn, turn, do and die.
Hey, paisano, Italian twist,
hey, baby, drink a little wine.
I took a trip to Italy
and what do you think I saw?
Well, everybody was doin' the twist
from nine to ninety-four.
Oh, you should see Sophia twist,
she swings from north to south
and when Gina shakes her hips,
the boys all twist and shout.
Hey, paisano, Italian twist,
whoa-oh-oh-oh,
and joy, twistin' like a-crazy,
whoa-oh-oh-oh.
Turn, dear, turn, lover
doin' the twist at the sleazy bar.
Hey, paisano, Italian twist,
hey, baby, drink a little wine.
In Rome, I met a fella
they called Chubby Knock
and when he starts to do the twist,
the girl begins to yell.
And when I went to Venice town,
I saw the strangest sight:
gondaliers were twistin' 'round
and singin' through the night.
Hey, paisano, Italian twist,
whoa-oh-oh-oh,
and joy, twistin' like a-crazy,
whoa-oh-oh-oh.
Turn, dear, turn, lover
doin' the twist at the sleazy bar.
Hey, paisano, Italian twist,
whoa-oh-oh-oh,
and joy, twistin' like a-crazy,
whoa-oh-oh-oh.
Round and round like a pizza pie,
turn, turn, do and die.
Hey, paisano, Italian twist,
hey, baby, drink a little wine.
Hey, paisano, Italian twist,
whoa-oh-oh-oh,
and joy, twistin' like a-crazy,
whoa-oh-oh-oh...
18.03.2025
Cherries
Another one of those
Who wrecks you entirely
And doesn't stay to fix things
I'll say it to you straight
You deserve better
This is the new you, a new chapter,
and here the rules are different
Now is your time to decide
who you let in close
I know it still hurts,
but you will fall in love again
I promise that the next time cherries are blossoming
You won't taste it on lips anymore
Old wounds heal on new skin
You'll see - baby you'll see
I promise that the next time cherries are blossoming
You'll glow again, and get your energies back
Old wounds heal on new skin
You'll see - baby you'll see
There's still feelings, but
You'll get over it
Even though you don't think so yet
A new door opens when
One closes behind you
Mmm, yeah
This is the new you, a new chapter,
and here the rules are different
Now is your time to decide
who you let in close
I know it still hurts,
but you will fall in love again
I promise that the next time cherries are blossoming
You won't taste it on lips anymore
Old wounds heal on new skin
You'll see - baby you'll see
I promise that the next time cherries are blossoming
You'll glow again, and get your energies back
Old wounds heal on new skin
You'll see - baby you'll see
Now is your turn to pick
just what works for you
Let it go if it hurts
Now is your turn to pick
just what works for you
Time to choose yourself first
I promise that the next time cherries are blossoming
You won't taste it on lips anymore
Old wounds heal on new skin
You'll see - baby you'll see
I promise that the next time cherries are blossoming
You'll glow again, and get your energies back
Old wounds heal on new skin
You'll see - baby you'll see
18.03.2025
Open a Path for You
Exhausted from each other like this , receiving back gossip and mockery
I don’t get a bit of comfort or carefree satisfaction
Letting go of everything, I make an effort even though I know it will collapse
Longing for ambiguity, but I still always stand and wait
(Loving) each other deeply, then split in two, I thought that love wouldn’t fade
Caring to the point of being superficial, so I also don’t know who to blame
Many tragedies and comedies fall upon my shoulders, I bear the numbness of the whole sky
I have to make a way, sending you off, hoping to be reconciled
Since the day you left, I toss and turn at every thought
A piercing pain in my heart, I don’t see peace or leisure anywhere
Since the day you became far away, I fell apart on a pouring rainy afternoon
Deep years and months disappeared with the cold sunset
The emptiness of late nights, I silently light a few drops of spare oil
My heart burns out, I have to embrace sorrow alone
The shaky love story split the two of us, each person on one branch
Disasters and misfortunes, why must I be the one to bear them?