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Ot Vinta - Лирицс транслатион то енглисх


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This is Christmas!

Old blizzard is already singing softly
Attention, there is something new! Listen!
Holidays knocking to our windows
It's Christmas! It's Christmas! It's Christmas!
 
The place is full of friends from everywhere
Pyrizhky1, cucumbers2 and salo3
Olivier4, a bucket of tangerines5
It's Christmas! It's Christmas! It's Christmas!
 
We welcome you to the table
Let the God hear our prays
Try some mother's kutia6,
Cheers! Merry Christmas!
 
No wonder we can hear rock'n'roll everywhere
New year parties
AC\DC, Green Day, Status Quo
It's Christmas! It's Christmas! It's Christmas!
 
That is why we can not hold on any more
We will play even though we were not asked
Drum, kozabas7 and... that!
It's Christmas! It's Christmas! It's Christmas!
 
We scared the trouble
The annoying sadness completely disappeared
Forget about old troubles
New Year begins!
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  • 1. yeast-leavened boat-shaped buns with a variety of fillings - one of traditional Ukrainian dishes for Christmas
  • 2. usually pickled using fermentation, so they can last in a jar or barrel (without pasterisation) in cool place for a whole winter
  • 3. traditional Ukrainian food of all times
  • 4. traditional New Year dish in post-soviet countries, using only cheap available components and usually the Doctor's sausage instead of chicken
  • 5. Love for tangerines around New Year comes from Soviet times, when tangerines were available only around New Year and even then they were a delicacy and deficit (food shortage)
  • 6. traditional Ukrainian dish for Christmas
  • 7. no idea, what instrument it is. Maybe, this is a distorted 'contrabass'


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07.11.2024

Where's my head going?





I've forgotten everything I once loved.
And I have nothing left to look forward to
I don't want anything, and I don't want to hear your voice
I've lost my strength
Sober thoughts, tired body
I'm so sleepy
A hard morning and a hundred tries to make sense of it all.
 

Maybe I'm starting to go crazy.
I can't sleep again till morning
I've got a lot on my mind
Maybe I'm starting to go crazy.
Where's my head going?
 


07.11.2024

Art for 100 (skit)





All my hopes are in shreds
Hundreds of empty dreams
I want so much to believe it's not serious
I can run away from the sun
Or hide from the rain
But no matter how hard I try
I can't run away from myself
 


07.11.2024

I think I'm tired.





I feel like I'm tired
And I'm dragging myself down a little bit at a time.
Why is everything in spite of me again?
Not a single thing is finished
I feel like I'm tired
I feel like I'm going downhill a little bit.
Why is it all in spite of me again?
There's nothing to be done
 

Strange thoughts timidly escort me to the dawn.
Who can tell me how it happened?
Why is it burning inside?
Through the stupefaction, I wish I could realize something more than a shadow.
I wish I could realize something more than a shadow.
There's a lot of lies
And it can be hard
not to be deceived or to lie to your face.
Time takes its toll
I'd have given up a long time ago
But I'm in trouble
 

I feel like I'm tired
And I'm dragging myself down a little bit at a time.
Why is everything in spite of me again?
Not a single thing is finished
I feel like I'm tired
I feel like I'm going downhill a little bit.
Why is it all in spite of me again?
Not one thing is finished
 

I think I'm tired
I think I'm tired
I think I'm tired
 


07.11.2024

I've never had fun with you





I've never had fun with you.
And if you ever thought I was yours.
you were wrong, I don't care about you
And I don't care about people like you
You said I was different from them
You were wrong again, I'm not like the others.
I'm very simple and I'm not a hero.
I'll never be different
 

We have serious music, but...
Die.
Die, you bastard! Bastard...
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