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Kristian Anttila - Tjuvläser ditt hjärta och sköljer tankarna i vin Лирицс транслатион то енглисх




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Sneakily read your heart and rinse the thoughts in wine





When I fly during the nights
When I think behind a wall
When I rest between the lines
When I sough along your world
When the streets twist themselves closer
When the night purrs and turns closely to me
When I sing on funerals
When all the heavens close
 

When I re-paint history
Rearrange the geography
When I bend horizons
Rinse the thoughts in wine
When I sneakily read your heart
Draw a line over your name
When I doubt by your staircase
When all the coffins open their arms
 

When nothing has been said
Everything stays here
The music quiets down curtains
 

But tell me where are you
Are you smiling do you see
What are you thinking about
It's good here thanks
But I think I'm going to keep going
 

But tell me where are you
Are you smiling do you see
What are you thinking about
It's good here thanks
But I think I'm going to keep going
 

And below your window
And under smiles
On the backside of everything that could have been
 

But tell me where are you
Are you smiling do you see
What are you thinking about
It's good here thanks
But I think I'm going to keep going
 




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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