Kirinji - Ai no Coda (愛のcoda) Лирицс транслатион то енглисх
Coda of Love
The rain soaked airstrip is monochrome
Put down your umbrella, take off your coat
Let’s fly on these silver wings
Drops of love streak across the window
Your loneliness is captivated by its cleanliness
Memories you fiercely sought out
The evenings of Spring, the light of Summer- a broken film
Above the clouds that cover everything
You’ll be enveloped in silence
The town like a strange coloring book will also
Be dyed as flower petals
Now you’re just trying to get past Spring
Until the end of the Earth
Burying sunlight, holding it on your back
Wipe the sweat off your cheek if you take a step off
From the wounds in your chest the sunset overflows
Chasing after a clanking train
Drown in red, fall in blue. The night sinks in and
The stars spill from the sky
I’m sorry I won’t be using the return ticket
I don’t have the courage to live and be in love
This life like a strange coloring book
Has been dyed as flower petals from that summer
Now you’re just trying to get past Spring
Until the end of the Earth
Even now are you still searching for it?
The kind of sake that can’t be brewed
Whatever happened to not losing to the rain and becoming a flower?
Your soft heart has been turned to stone
This town like a strange coloring book
Is becoming dyed as a flower petal
And you’re just waiting for Spring to pass
Shallow dreams don’t get drunk like you
As a friend loneliness has neither a destination nor a reason
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22.11.2024
Polka 'Twenty-Third' (dance)
The Polish girl went to harvest rye, |
But she forgot to take the sickle. | 2
She took the sickle but forgot the grain,
And that Polish girl was at home.
The Polish girl went to harvest rye, |
But she forgot to take the sickle. | 2
She took the sickle but forgot the grain, |
And that Polish girl was at home. | 2
The Polish girl went to harvest rye, |
But she forgot to take the sickle. | 2
She took the sickle but forgot the grain, |
And that Polish girl was at home.' | 2
22.11.2024
The Cossack rode off to war (prolonged)
The Cossack rode off to war,
Said: 'Farewell, my dear girl.
Oh farewell, dark-browed maiden, |
I'm off to foreign lands. | 2
I'm off to foreign lands',
'Oh go, my sweet one, dark-browed one, |
And return to Ukraine'. | 2
'Give me, my dear, a kerchief,
Perhaps I'll perish in battle,
The dark night will cover my eyes, |
And I'll rest easier in the grave. | 2
I'll rest easier in the grave',
Oh on that grave a dark crow |
Sits sadly and caws. | 2
Sits sadly and caws,
Oh no one hears, oh no one sees, |
Where the Cossack's body lies. | 2
Where the Cossack's body lies,
Halya walks, the girl who cries every evening, |
Where the Cossack's body lies. | 2
22.11.2024
The Cossack returned from a campaign (joking song)
The cossack was coming from campaign
During frost and bad weather
Almost freezing to death - (2)
He walked into the pub.
He took off his uniform and the glasses,
Broke the uniform to shreds,
And he went to dance. | 2
After he danced and jumped enough
He said goodbye to a beatiful maiden,
He stepped out onto the porch,
Whistled into the ring –
A black horse comes running.
He mounts the horse,
But the horse gambols under him
By the green meadow,
By the green meadow!
Oh, across the meadow, meadow, meadow,
The girls sit all around.
He didn't find the girls,
So he went to the widow.
He kissed and caressed her,
Pulled her by the shoulders,
They shouted, 'Hurrah!' | 2
Oh hurrah, hurrah, hurrah!
A misfortune has occurred,
Not a big one,
But not a small one either.
That this Saturday
We finished all the work,
And rushed to the tavern. | 2
We drank tea, ate rolls,
Cheated the tavern keeper,
Smoked tobacco. | 2
After smoking tobacco,
We lay on our sides –
And that's the whole story,
It ended.
‒ Roll around!
22.11.2024
Someone loved me
Someone loved me
I remember it
Because my pale, gray lips
Were happy again
Flushed with blood
And with deep emotions
Too bold to share with friends
Someone loved me
And in my eyes
There was a bright light that
I have never found again
I remember it
That bright light that
I have never found again
Someone loved me
Something was reborn
And for a time
That was never written down
In any calendar
But it doesn't matter
Those were powerful days beyond
Anything I could imagine
I didn’t need a diary