Téléphone - Лирицс транслатион то енглисх

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Hygiaphone

Hidden behind your counter
plywood, chipboard,
linoleum,
PTT office 1
all the holy day,
I can't wait to talk with you.
I want a hundred bullets stamp2
or I want to pass a call.
Give me a little golden ticket instead3
to go for a walk.

Speak,
speak into the hygiaphone.4
You don't have to ring the bell
ask on the intercom.
If you desire someone,
pick up your phone,
phone, phone!

Dance!
Let play your turntable.
You don't have to yell
ask the megaphone.
Soon at the other bottom of the line,
you won't have anyone anymore.

Like that, to look at each other
each on each side,
we look like a grouper 5
stuck in the aquarium.
But between us, it will be necessary
I break the plexiglass
and that one day, Granny,
I'm talking to your face,
that I tell you the story
of a small holey ticket 6
which never really walked
to go for a walk.

Speak,
speak into the hygiaphone.
You don't have to ring the bell
ask on the intercom.
If you desire someone,
pick up your phone,
phone, phone!

Dance!
Let play your turntable.
You don't have to yell
ask the megaphone.
Soon at the other bottom of the line,
you won't have anyone anymore.

Dance!
Soon at the other bottom of the line,
you won't have anyone anymore!
Soon at the other bottom of the line,
you won't have anyone anymore!
Soon at the other bottom of the line,
you won't have anyone anymore!
At the other bottom of the line,
you won't have anyone anymore!
At the other bottom of the line,
you won't have anyone anymore!
Soon at the other bottom of the line,
you won't have anyone anymore!

1. Post & Telecommunications Office
2. '100 balles' (bullets) is slang language of the 70, 80s in France to designate '1 franc' - 1 franc was the equivalent of 0,15 Euro of today - this was the price of a stand stamp at that time in France
3. Metro tickets were yellow with a brown magnetic stripe in the middle at that time
4. a two-way communication device placed on the glass that separates the receptionist from the customer
5. fish with big round eyes
6. at the time of the song, metro tickets were punched by a 'punchman' - 'poinçonneur' in French - who, with his little hand machine, made a round hole in the ticket with the day and hour printed to validate the trip before entering the metro train

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ADÉLA - HOMEWRECKED Превод текста

16.03.2025

Uništen dom

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Izazivam
Izazivam te da mi kažeš
Nemoj da upucaš svoju bebu
U lovu sam
Tatice, bolje bi joj bilo da beži

Hotelski računi
I prljave lanene posteljine
Rekla je da sluti
Ali ja sam rekla: 'Nema šanse, mamice, molim te'

Mlada i naivna
Mrzim kako nisam mogla da vidim
I sada imam truli
Gadni bes u sebi

Do srži
O bebo sad sam slomljena
Jer sam bila dobra devojka
Ali mislim da mi rastu rogovi

Zalupio si vrata
O, tata, upozoren si
Bolje bi ti bilo da se čuvaš, uhvatiću te sa
Tom prljavom malom kučkom

Izazivam
Izazivam te da mi kažeš
Nemoj da upucaš svoju bebu
U lovu sam
Tatice, bolje bi joj bilo da beži

Fer
Otišao si kad sam imala 15
Američki san
Se srušio
Pogledaj čiji dom je sada uništen?

Sada
Sada
Sada

Sada
Sada
Sada
Sada

Ostavio si trag
Zauvek mi ostavio ožiljke na srcu
Beznadežno sam odana
Da ne volim u mraku

Pokušaću da promenim
Šablone i načine
Ali za sad ne mogu da podnesem
Da je vidim kako živi još jedan dan

Izazivam
Izazivam te da mi kažeš
Nemoj da upucaš svoju bebu
U lovu sam
Tatice, bolje bi joj bilo da beži

Fer
Otišao si kad sam imala 15
Američki san
Se srušio
Pogledaj čiji dom je sada uništen?

Sada
Sada
Sada

Sada
Sada
Sada
Sada

Izazivam te da mi kažeš
Nemoj da upucaš svoju bebu
Američki san
Otišao si kada sam imala 15

Izazivam
Izazivam te da mi kažeš
Nemoj da upucaš svoju bebu
U lovu sam
Tatice, bolje bi joj bilo da beži

Fer
Otišao si kad sam imala 15
Američki san
Se srušio
Pogledaj čiji dom je sada uništen?

Sada
Sada
Sada

Sada
Sada
Sada
Sada

Rosalía - Despechá Превод текста

16.03.2025

Osvetoljubiva

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Da, da
Da, da
Mmm

Bebo, ne zovi me
Previše sam zauzeta zaboravljanjem svega lošeg što si mi učinio
Već sam odlučila da se večeras izlazi
Sa svim mojim motomama, sa svim mojim devojkama

I van sebe sam, osvetoljubiva i ogorčena
Izašla sam sa novim flowom koji ga zbunjuje (?)
Pomeram ga sa strane na stranu i strane na stranu
Danas izlazim sa svojom disko bebom kao kraljica

I van sebe sam. osvetoljubiva i ogorčena
Neka me Bog oslobodi od mogućnosti da se ikada vratim na tvoju stranu
Pomeram ga sa strane na stranu i strane na stranu
Danas izlazim sa svojom disko bebom kao kraljica

Idem da nosim suknju, obruče i lance
Pinja Kolada (da), nije mi žao (ah ne)
Sa Fefom sam, ona je šef (da)
Ona to pleše (e), ona me uči (e)
Danas ne radim (u), preplanula sam
Jebeš slavu (e), jebeš posao (haha)
Noć je duga (e), noć je dobra (e)
Samo jedan nasilni mambo i kraj problema

Vidi kako je lako, reći ću ti
A, B, C, je'n, dva, tri
Vidi kako je lako, reći ću ti
Ova motomami više nije za tebe
Vidi kako je lako, reći ću ti
A, B, C, je'n, dva, tri

Vidi kako je to lako, reći ću ti
Ova motomami—

I van sebe sam, osvetoljubiva i ogorčena
Izašla sam sa novim flowom koji ga zbunjuje (?)
Pomeram ga sa strane na stranu i strane na stranu
Danas izlazim sa svojom disko bebom kao kraljica

I van sebe sam. osvetoljubiva i ogorčena
Neka me Bog oslobodi od mogućnosti da se ikada vratim na tvoju stranu
Pomeram ga sa strane na stranu i strane na stranu
Danas izlazim sa svojom disko bebom kao kraljica

Mmm, idem na 180 jer sam trkačica
Šta, šta?
Skrenuo si pažnju i već sam te prešla sa tvoje deste strane
Uh

Mmm, idem na 180 jer sam trkačica
Šta, šta?
Skrenuo si pažnju i već sam te prešla sa tvoje deste strane
Mmm, mmm, mmm

Da-da-da, da-da-da
Ej
Da-da-da-da
Chris Jedi
Gabi, Gabi, Gabi
Od Barselone do Santo Dominga
ROZALIJA, mmm, haha, he
Hehe
Ej
U, u, u, u
Omega
Ej, ej, ej
U, u, u, u, u

Anton Dukhovskoy - Всё нормально и так?.. (Vsyo normalʹno i tak?..) Лирицс транслатион то енглисх

15.03.2025

Is everything really fine as is?…

[Stanza omitted in this performance]
The world is washed by the rain, dried by the sun…
In this world, everyone knows:
If you can hear - then you must listen!
If you have a voice - then you must sing!

I did not go looking for a forbidden treasure.
Life threw me a nickel - on that nickel I lived.
I do not need anything... need not be anywhere.
Everything is fine as is. Everything is fine as is.

No abode, no yard… no cherry orchard…
Home and family to us - a tavern, everlasting
I do not need anything... need not be anywhere.
Everything is fine as is. Everything is fine as is.

From the latest war, my rewards are prostheses.
They say we died for nothing in the crucible of war.
I do not need anything... need not be anywhere!
Everything is fine as is. Everything is fine as is.

Even if we are docile, like an obedient herd,
And even if dogs cannot stomach our food.
We do not need anything! We need not go anywhere.
Everything is fine as is. Everything is fine as is.

Even though at times, we aren’t even glad to be living,
Even if the neighbor lives for a quarter a month.
She needs nothing, she needs not to go anywhere!
Everything is fine as is. Everything is fine as is.

And it seems to me that beyond the grave’s veil,
Chuckling in the coffin, I will say: 'What a nut!
I don't need anything... need not go anywhere...
Everything is fine as is. Everything is fine as is.

And when, finally, we’ll tire of humiliation,
Get tired of handouts, tired of fights -
Maybe then we will ask ourselves:
Is everything really fine as is? Is everything really fine as is?!

Linda de Suza - Marinheiro Лирицс транслатион то енглисх

15.03.2025

The Mariner

The Mariner, The Mariner
Has gone around the Earth
From Portugal to Peru
From Brazil down to England

The Mariner, The Mariner
Went on an adventure
On the Atlantic Ocean
He lived like a corsair

Gentlemen, gentlemen
The Mariner is back
Ladies, ladies
They say it's for love
Ola Olé, The Mariner is in town
Olé Ola, be careful with your daughters!

The Mariner, The Mariner
Arrives from the ends of the world
With magnificent silks
For brunette girls and blonde ones

The Mariner, The Mariner
Had left without wealth
He returns on a three-mast ship
Filled with gold and jewels

Gentlemen, gentlemen
The Mariner is back
Ladies, ladies
They say it's for love
Ola Olé, The Mariner is in town
Olé Ola, be careful with your daughters!

The Mariner, The Mariner
Loves the strong wind in the sails
The scorching sun of Africa
And the Northern Lights as well

The Mariner, The Mariner
Is a child of Bohemia
He doesn't know how to say thank you
But knows too well how to say I love you

Gentlemen, gentlemen
The Mariner is back
Ladies, ladies
They say it's for love
Ola Olé, The Mariner is in town
Olé Ola, be careful with your daughters!

Ola Olé, The Mariner is back
Olé Ola, they say it's for love