17.03.2025
Our World is Beautiful (Villagers' Reprise)
From the highest point in the sky (To the end of the mines)
Where is the spark? (That illuminates us)
What did it look like?
If only we knew
If only this kingdom
Would become beautiful again
Joker Xue - Лирицс транслатион то енглисх
English
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Animal World
Courting here and thereAnimals don't necessary need fangs
The way to profess love is either being polite or not caring
To swallow a lover
While appearing gentle and elegant
The mantis feels wrong as she shows her old scars
There are always scares during courtship
Since [lovers] keep hanging upside-down when afraid
Abandoning their tails when there is no way out
If there's no way to assimilate it, then be its parasite
The worst case is to decompose together
Trying hard to evolve, laughing at how fake the animal world is
Our ancestors have hid their true selves1
There must be a better way than hurting each other in love
Who will be the one that yields first
There's no need to evolve, since we're all fools in the animal world
Exaggerating ourselves for love's sake
You discard love once you get it, it's too late to cover the hateful humanity
Therefore, people always suffer from loneliness
Reindeer have planned to meet under the tree
Promising to wander around the world together
With bells on, they are still struggling to head in that direction
If a jackal bravely puts on a wedding dress [for his mate]
She would laugh at him for having read fairy tales
Stop evolving, don't let the animal world be too fake
We should all show our true selves2
There is no better way than hurting each other in love
Just follow the survival of the fittest and let our scars heal themselves
Pretending to evolve, trying hard to be different from animals
In order to act noble and elegant
Under humans' rotting desires, there's no time to obliterate their animal nature
Forget it, we're too lazy to struggle
Humans use sand, wanting to build the Tower of Babel of their dreams
Willing to sacrifice everything for their greed
Driving expensive cars and owning multiple houses3
In the end, they end up with nothing left
Don't be afraid, we are all born alone
- 1. literally 'grind away their claws and fangs'
- 2. literally 'show our claws and fangs'
- 3. literally 'nests'
Још текстова песама из овог уметника: Joker Xue
Сви текстови песама на овој веб локацији су само за личну и образовну употребу.
Сви текстови песама су власништво и ауторска права њихових власника или власника.
Више лирицс транслатионс
From the highest point in the sky (To the end of the mines)
Where is the spark? (That illuminates us)
What did it look like?
If only we knew
If only this kingdom
Would become beautiful again
17.03.2025
Rain
Struggled, waiting for sun
The city tired of rains
You slept, crying, swallowing blood
When the dawn was seen on the horizon
I never complaint about fate
Even if it turned my morning into evening
With this evening, it brought
My heart that was left away
Little by little, it rained
My heart shattered into little pieces
When it became morning againi
'Do you love me?' - I asked
You never asked for anything
You admired my eyebrows and eyes a thousand times
Stroking your black hair,
I lost myself this night
Struggled, waiting for sun
The city tired of rains
Where do you go, swallowing blood?
Where would the dawn lead me?
17.03.2025
Sawah Lettuces
Sawah lettuces spread out all over the ricefields
Sawah lettuces spread out all over the ricefields
The boy's mother came by to pick some sawah lettuce
The boy's mother came by to pick some sawah lettuce
Without looking, she grabbed a bunch and left
The sawah lettuces has now been brought back home
In the morning, the sawah lettuces are sold at the market
In the morning, the sawah lettuces are sold at the market
Laid out in rows, all tied up as well to be sold
Laid out in rows, all tied up as well to be sold
The girl's mother bought some while carrying a woven basket
The sawah lettuces are now ready to be cooked
Sawah lettuces are placed in a pot of boiling water
Sawah lettuces are placed in a pot of boiling water
Half-cooked, it's then strained to be eaten as a side dish
Half-cooked, it's then strained to be eaten as a side dish
With two plates of rice and nasnaran, sitting on a divan
The sawah lettuce is eaten with rice
17.03.2025
The Little Bunch of Rushes
O maiden of the finest rushes1
What a pity for you that my bundle has come undone
Would you come with me, just the two of us
Under the bank of the wood with the brightest flowers
No priest would ever hear of it
Nor any living soul
Until the birds start to talk in human language
And the blackbird starts speaking Greek.
I’ve no stockings nor shoes
Not even a stool to sit down on
I haven't a penny in the whole wide world
Unless Jesus Christ should take pity on me
My trousers are threadbare
And as you know, my blanket is worn out
Yet still there are plenty of women in the taverns
Who chase after me just for the price of a drink
Oh, did you think to entice me, young man
With your flattery? Well, it did you no good
There’s many a sensible girl
Carrying a load who has been led astray
But I myself would rather carry heavy loads
And drag them till the day I die
Than have your child on my knee
Asking for news of you when you're nowhere to be found
- 1. Rushes are a kind of grass-like plant used to make floor coverings and furniture, traditionally collected by young women. The motif of gathering rushes often has sexual connotation in folk songs of the British Isles and Ireland in both English and Irish. This song is no exception.