Lucie Vondráčková - Absolutní absurdistán Лирицс транслатион то енглисх
English
Translation Absolute Absurdistan
Your good friend
Keeps saying: You mustn’t take it to heart
He had someone else—what do you know
You can’t catch that smoke
It rises higher and higher
He’s got in his hollow eyes
Your framed traces
A blue peacock with its head wide open
It’s okay—there’s nothing to lose
It’s just testing us
Absolute Absurdistan
Square circles and a sandstone rock
Just Absolute Absurdistan
A strong, windless paradise looted
And I know
I’ll never ask you
Once upon a time—how little you loved her
I’ll never ask you at all
Even though Absolute Absurdistan
Resists
It doesn’t need to have anything
I already have you
Who knows you like I know you
The search
When, with whom, why, and where
Nothing but a bad tunnel under Mont Blanc
The path of blind birds
He’s got in his hollow eyes
Your framed traces
A blue peacock with its head wide open
It’s okay—there’s nothing to lose
It’s just testing us
Absolute Absurdistan
Square circles and a sandstone rock
Just Absolute Absurdistan
A strong, windless paradise looted
And I know
I’ll never ask you
Once upon a time—how little you loved her
I’ll never ask you at all
Maybe Absolute Absurdistan
Is protecting us
Absolute Absurdistan
Square circles and a sandstone rock
Just Absolute Absurdistan
A strong, windless paradise looted, and I know
I’ll never ask you
Once upon a time—how little you loved her
I’ll never ask you at all
Maybe Absolute Absurdistan
Is protecting us... (2x)
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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