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Liniya Mannerheima - Їй 15 (Yiy 15) Лирицс транслатион то енглисх


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She's 15


She's fifteen and selling flowers at the train station
The oxygen behind the mines is sweet of the sun and berries
Trains freeze for a moment and get moving again
Military personnel are going East, military personnel are going West
 
No one wants to stay in her city
Nobody wants to take her with them
Standing in her spot in the morning she thinks, that
Even this territory, it turns out, can be wanted and dear
 
That one, it turns out, would not wish to leave it for long
That one, it turns out, would wish to fight for it tooth and nail
That for one's love, it turns out, this old train station and
this empty summery scenery suffice
 
No one explains the reason to her
Nobody brings flowers to the grave of her older brother
Through their sleep one could hear how, in the darkness, Motherland is being formed
Much like the spine of a teen at an orphanage
 
Light and dark are formed, intertwined together
Summer sun swifts to winters
What is happening now to all of them is called 'time'
The thing is to remember that all of this is happening to them, and no one else.
 
Her memory, her happiness are being formed
Everybody she knows was born in this city
Falling asleep she's remembering everyone, who left here
When no one is left to remember, she falls asleep.
 




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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