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Nanni Svampa - Lei mi rompe Лирицс транслатион то енглисх

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She’s a Pain

1I couldn’t tell you whether or not I’m a misogynist,
however, there’s a whole lot of women who are a pain,
there are crowds, there are cartloads.2
There’s the nuisance, a bit uptight,
then there’s the headache who drags you down,3
and then the pain in the ass.4

Not to brag but, my woman
puts together all three categories
– a rare miracle!
[She’s a] Headache, nuisance, and huge pain in the ass,5
she surpasses, she wins hands down over any asshole.6
Sooner or later, I’m gonna shoot her.

Forgive me if I use somewhat harsh words,
but she dries my balls, then she steam-cooks them,7
now she’s crossing the line.
And I think about the love of sweet Maria,
who was snatched away from me by the cardinal
while I was praying.

She’s a pain, and she demands I cut
both my nails and corns before I grope her buttocks,
and she’s surely no Venus.
[I feel] just a bit of pity towards that square ass,
she has me put my hands on a sulky ass.
I feel like crying.

She’s a pain, a pain when she positions herself in front of me
and caresses my belly without taking her gloves off,
it makes me itchy.
Moreover, it seems like a lack of tact to me, It's inspired by twelve thieves
Who started to steal around.

They went up the mountains
And, near
They have knocked on some door.
They have knocked on some door:
'Hello! Hello! Who's there?'

'Tell your master to come down,
For we wish to negotiate with him!'
And right there in the hallway...
And right there in the hallway,
They slit his throat!

They dismembered
The house's mistress,
And a young girl who was there...
And a young girl who was there,
They also cut her up!

The stable lad and the maid
Soon started shouting out:
'Come out! Come out, there are thieves!
Come out, there are thieves!
They have just murdered us all!'

Soon enough, Puigcerdà's garrison
Rushes out of town.
Out of the twelve thieves there were...
Out of the twelve thieves there were,
Six were captured!

Out of the twelve thieves there were,
Six were captured...
The other six escaped...
The other six escaped
And were also killed!

Catalan Folk - El caçador i la pastora (Una matinada fresca) Лирицс транслатион то енглисх

21.10.2024

The Hunter and The Shepherdess (One Cold Morning)

One cold morning
I went out to hunt.
I cannot find any prey
That I could shoot at all!
If love shoots me and hits me,
If it shoots me, it will hit me hard!

There's a lovely shepherdess
Who was watching over the cattle.
I found her asleep
Under the olive grove.

Because she was so pretty,
I didn't dare to wake her up
I gathered violets in a bouquet
And placed it upon her breast.
If love shoots me and hits me,
If it shoots me, it will hit me hard!

[Instrumental]

The violets were fresh,
The young maiden awakened.
'What are you doing here, young man?
What are you seeking to find in here?'

Your love, oh young damsel,
If only you wanted to give it to me?
'Ask my father for it,
As well as my brother!'
If love shoots me and hits me,
If it shoots me, it will hit me hard!

[Instrumental]

'As my lord uncle decides,
My lord uncle the priest
If he gives you my hand in marriage,
It shall be gladly given!'
If love shoots me and hits me,
If it shoots me, it will hit me hard!

If love shoots me and hits me,
If it shoots me, it will hit me hard!