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Marina Tsvetayeva - Четверостишия (Chetverostishiya) Лирицс транслатион то енглисх


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Quartrains


1
 
On how many hands – are my rings,
On how many lips – are my songs,
On how many eyes – are my tears…
On my youth – on all squares!
 
2
 
To grandmother – even evil granddaughter is dear!
With my hand I took my sorrow:
“A hundred nights not sleeping – cannot bear!
Walk, maybe you will sleep better. so!”
 
3
 
Thus having knocked out from impassioned alley,
Day will arrive – I’ll say: “no time for loving!”
But where, on the calendar of centuries,
You, day, will say: “No time for poetry!”
 
4
 
Like a warm tear –
The drop into the eyes is dripping.
There, in the height of the sky,
Someone for me is weeping.
 
5
 
Straying upon my own songs,
I accidentally fall into the soul.
I’m not a tenant, I warn –
Not yet built is my home.
 
6
 
“Tomorrow will be: Day after tomorrow” –
Thus love counts in the first day,
And in final day: “though
Now it was for centuries!”
 
7
 
Bird is bursting for a forest,
Won’t be treated with the grain,
And I took you into dust, -
And into dear dirt return.
 
8
 
You are calling me a harlot –
Right, - but you missed a bit:
I need that the guest be stately,
That he won’t pay, secondly.
 
9
 
All’s decided – both are playing,
And more: differently we play:
You – in honor, I – wandering.
But, with all the dirty gaming,
To death I – will play.
 
10
 
Like a caught bird – the heart
I take to you with one dismay:
As if boys weren’t taken away
As if she is not knocked out!
 
11
 
And if will pour out the tears–
I will make peace, entering!
I – am an oriole, my first voice
In forest, following the rain.
 
12
 
All in your homes
Under lock, save the heart.
Only mine in the home,
That badly lies.
 
13
 
I am not rebel – I respect the charter:
Through me high of step is my friend.
But, taking yourself in hands, remember,
That you left me – out of hand.
 
14
 
Into the world of coming – clamped are the hands:
As if into assault, as if into march!
From – going to the ground – open are the hands:
All our shelves were smashed!
 
15
 
Country Russia, don’t be ashamed!
Angels are barefoot at all times…
Satan has taken away the boots,
Now terrible is the one who is not barefoot.
 
<16>
 
Thus, having taken me to ground with my eyes,
Thus what will write upon the cross – all tales!
“Got up with teardrops, with teardrops went to bed,
And - laughing thus - I will die!”
 
<17>
 
Wandering lost in my own songs,
Suddenly I fall right into the soul.
But I am a stray dangerous:
I carry with you – the whole home.
 
<18>
 
You brought to me handful of rubies,
Dearer to me is pink of lips,
I am sold for millions,
I don’t sell for rubles.
 
<19>
 
A harlot you are calling me -
Right – but still you won’t forget this:
Better to hot stove to lean,
Than on your lips to kiss.
 
<20>
 
You are calling me a harlot:
The schools’ student, heed!
That the guest be polite I need,
And that you will leave - second.
 
<21>
 
Your house has been robbed,
But I am not at fault.
Only at home mine
Is what badly lies.
 
<22>
 
Steps knock outside.
I do not know which time.
Forbid the God’s mother
To repeat steps at night!
 
<23>
 
Step at my porch.
A false alarm again.
But will not be a deception
What will be the new step soon.
 
<24>
 
In the book – read – hotel:
Not robbed – dropped out.
Thief – for life – the current guest
And thanks for that.
 




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[Strofa 1]
Dakle, pitas se da li je vec otisla ili ne
Kozna jakna, kragna iskocila kao Kantona
Nikad ne znajuci kada da prestanem
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Svetla u podovima i znoj na zidovima
Kavezi i stubovi
 

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[Refren]
Hajde, hajde, hajde
Hajde, hajde, hajde
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[Strofa 2]
Ona je sertifikovani duhovnjak, znajuci dobro da ja ne znam
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Samo da se lopta otkotrlja
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[Refren x2]
 

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O čemu ti plačeš, bebo
Si se ulenjila
Čisto plavo nebo ali kasne sve naplate
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Nećemo da gledamo vesti, samo čitamo izjave
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Potpuno novi Mercedes
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O čemu ti sad cmidriš, cmidriš, cmidriš?
Da li popuštaš pod pritiskom
Sve se ruši, ruši, ruši
 

Iskaljuj bes, koga boli kurac
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Bio sam kod kuće i ludim
Oh-oh, oh woah-oh, oh-oh-oh-oh-woah-oh
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Oh-oh, oh woah-oh, oh-oh-oh-oh-woah-oh
Oh-oh, oh woah-oh, oh-oh-oh-oh-woah-oh
Whoo!
 
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Dobro jutro, tugo!
 

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Od tada, koliko su joj samo
ove oči poklonile zlatnika,
od tada!
 

Dobro jutro, tugo,
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znaš put,
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Dobro jutro, tugo,
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žuti listovi svuda oko mene,
pitaju
šapat platana: „Gde je?“
videći me s tobom.
 

Dobro jutro, tugo,
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Game Of Life





A vision through the lens, the universe unfolds
I’m in a wonderland aya
My ticket in hand, day or night don’t matter
It’s a paradise anytime
 

Hundreds of advanced machineries
Frantic, flashing in full swing Aya
Scanning, we take our strides
A desire to get to the bottom of it
 

Wooo...
We can't hold it back...
There’s no way to say sorry
Let em cut the line, jump the queue
If they thrust in force
Chased for life
Ohhh ohhh...
Eyy... and lemme tell ya
 

Game On!
Everybody, game on!
I know no rules
I don’t care what you think the thrill is all mine
I wander dusk till dawn
Get dirty, get dirty, get dirty
 

Every, everybody up, stay down
Everybody gonna stay high
And everybody up, stay down
Everybody come on come and get some
 

Yeah everybody up, and get your hands in the air
Wave em all around like you just don’t care
Got the Brodie on the track and a rolly in the back
Homie know me as the guy who sees a beat and gon attack
 

(Hold up)
 

Get dirty, get dirty, get dirty
Bouncy like the Hooper that be busting out the sturdy
It’s the game of life y’all no need to get wordy
AK and JC we make em worry (for real)
 

Wooo...
We can't hold it back...
There's no way to say sorry
I ride it my way like a rollercoaster
Be my own master let the joy pour over
Ohhh ohhh...
Eyy, and let me tell you
 

Game On!
Everybody, game on!
I know no rules
I don’t care what you think the thrill is all mine
We in our own zones slayin’
Get dirty, get dirty, get dirty
 

My homies a bunch, I don’t mind the waiting time
Let it be, whatsoever
I had my fun, my fun is real
Ain’t no lies about it
 

I’m abouta get!
I’m abouta get!
 

I’m abouta get dirty... Yea yea
I’m abouta get dirty... Yea yea
 

It’s the game of my life... yeah yeah yeah
It’s the game of my life... yeah yeah yeah
It is the game of my life... yeah yeah yeah
(It’s abouta get dirty, get dirty)
 

It’s the game of my life... yeah yeah yeah
It’s the game of my life... yeah yeah yeah
It is the game of my life... yeah yeah yeah
(It’s abouta get dirty, get dirty)