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Liniya Mannerheima - Чорний (Chornyy) Лирицс транслатион то енглисх


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Black


For all you complicated, conflicted skeptics
Believing history ended in the 90s
Those who think they know what it's all about:
We'll now tell you the story of Black 1
Black knew his way with meth and acetone
He was the very first dealer in the neighborhood
Everybody knew - he's never got enemies
And everybody called him simply 'Black from Chuhuiv'
Black was a pain for the cops and the SSU
Black burned through the veins of trade schoolers
Black brought them down into endless doom
Even Satan himself was getting his stuff from Black
Black never knew exhaustion or fatigue
Pedagogues and activists would try to hunt Black down
They would go through dug-holes, dens, and cellars
Come to Black and carol:
 
Black, Black, where are our kids?
You got lucky never having to do time
Go away, Black, to the black otherside
Hide your desperation under your marked face
Forever, Black, you'll burn in Hell
Forever, Black, in Hell you'll suffer
Those are our kids calling, murdered by you
You got lucky never having to do time
 
It's the end on the 2000s, recession and inflation
Business is calling for unbe-fucking-lievable innovations
There's the specifics of the local exotics -
Good money for cheap drugs.
Two months by now city's been suffering from the heat
And now, somebody drops a hint to the police
Dust is clouding on the Kharkiv highway
Those are the hounds driving to the city of Chuhuiv.
It's hard to make out anything in Chuhuiv
In Chuhuiv they know how to hide the stuff.
You could dig, you could bark,
Try spotting some opiates without Black
The hounds are sniffing around the local undercovers
The hounds are studying the teenage subculture
In the middle of a kitsch bar the hounds keep gulping booze
The hounds are sighing and cursing the Black:
 
Black, Black, where are our kids?
You got lucky never having to do time
Go away, Black, to the black otherside
Hide your desperation under your marked face
Forever, Black, you'll burn in Hell
Forever, Black, in Hell you'll suffer
Those are our kids calling, murdered by you
You got lucky never having to do time
 
We see everything, we all keep watch here
No one will weep for Black from Chuhuiv
We see everything, we all keep watch here
No one will weep for Black from Chuhuiv
We see everything, we all keep watch here
No one will weep for Black from Chuhuiv
We see everything, we all keep watch here
No one will weep for Black from Chuhuiv
 
The sun is like a fish under winter fogs
The children of freedom grow up to become addicts
The children grow, buying happiness
Black gifted them joy and Communion
It all came to an end when some unknown people
Hung him in his own home.
The Black was being hung for very long, for long there was joy
Some were wandering off, the others were staying
The others were staying, the others would talk
Black curses, like wounded gorillas
They would listen to a murderous, groovy rhythm
Spitting words on the hung Black:
 
Black, Black, where are our kids?
You got lucky never having to do time
Go away, Black, to the black otherside
Hide your desperation under your marked face
Forever, Black, you'll burn in Hell
Forever, Black, in Hell you'll suffer
Those are our kids calling, murdered by you
You got lucky never having to do time
 
  • 1. In Ukrainian, calling someone Black could mean the person is either evil, or literally just has black hair. I believe both would be suitable here




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24.11.2024

EMILIA • WRONG ADDRESS





An old story, you and I, once in love, a perfect tie.
We were happy, heart to heart, but now we’ve fallen apart.
I’m just a memory—get used to it!
Go to her now, let anger hit.
 

Run away, just leave me be.
I’ve had enough of your lies, you see.
You deserve to be alone in pain
No turning back—it’s all in vain.
 

At night, you’d call me, craving more.
With her, was it better than before?
My number’s gone, don’t try to find,
I’ve left it all behind.
 

When I was hurting, where did you stay?
With someone else, you chose to play.
Drink all you want—it won’t make me care.
Search for me, but I’m not there.
 

Remember the days I hid my tears?
Now you burn with the same fears.
Keep your words, they mean no more,
You killed the love we had before.
 


24.11.2024

I will Win (I Wanna Be a Hero) credits version





Starting a long journey...
Opening a new page
 

I will win! (Win!)
Pokémon for the advanced!
(The advanced!)
I will win! (Win!)
I will touch the clouds...
And I'll prove to everyone...
Who's the best, the best in the world...
I will win!
Pokémon!
 


24.11.2024

Heavenly clouds





Oh, heavenly clouds, eternal wanderers!
Over an azure steppe, a pearly brethren
Akin to myself, you travelers hasten
From the dear north to course southern.
 

Then who is exiling you: is it fate’s verdict?
Is it the envy concealed? Is it malice in the open?
Or is there a crime that levees a burden?
Could it be slander by friends that is poison?
 

No, you are fatigued by fields that stay barren…
Foreign are passions to you and the suffering alien
Always cold-bloodied, always independent,
You have no homeland, know not of banishment.
 


24.11.2024

The solitary man of the night





The solitary man of the night, I am
The seal of silence upon my lips
I have departed, solitary and dejected
Severed my heart from the all
The loneliest of the lonely, sorrowful and disgraced
The one alone and without a tomorrow, that is me
The solitary man of the night, I am
The seal of silence upon my lips
 

The solitary man of the night, I am
Hundreds of untold stories linger on my lips
I have departed from your city
Packed my rucksack and left
Without the worry of tomorrow, with only myself, alone
The wanderer of these nights, that is who I am
Without the worry of tomorrow, with only myself, alone
The wanderer of these nights, that is who I am
 

The solitary man of the night, I am
The seal of silence upon my lips
The solitary man of the night, I am
Hundreds of untold stories linger on my lips