Reinhard Mey - Nein, meine Söhne geb ich nicht Лирицс транслатион то енглисх

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No, you won't have my sons no more

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ye senators, i wanted to inform you
you great actors of state, and high-born ones
don't pick my words apart again, I've warned you
you took the farm, and now you're coming for my sons
i nurtured them, and love 'em with abandon
and every year much more so than before
wrapped them in diapers, that my wife was handin'
and no, you won't have my sons anymore
no, you won't have my sons anymore

i taught them have respect for every creature
to feel pity, to feel mercy and forgive
contrary to what in your world i'm seeing
I don't stand for what you're burdening them with
they do not have a need for all your venom
they do not have a need for all your lies
i won't watch them shipped back in sacks of linen
and you won't watch them bleed and hear their cries
and putting up with you is quite a chore
but you, won't have my sons anymore

I taught them to be men among mere creatures
and now all men are dead or are in jail
the scum you are, I read it by your features
and reasoning with you's to no avail
those taxes that I paid, you never earned them
you bend the law to your liking, yes you do
those taxes that I paid, you'll never learn then
were just a bribe to keep them away from you
you wrote me these ten letters, go write some more..
you won't have my sons anymore
no you won't have my sons anymore

i sent them to your schools, what did you teach them
to university, what have they learned
you filled their head with dross, so I couldn't reach them
you made a dollar for every nickel that they earned
those dollars and utopias you presented
and spinning yarn you never seem to tire of
are just a substitute that you invented
for a father's wisdom and a mother's love
you made a lot of money, go make some more
cause you won't have my sons no more
no you won't have my sons no more

I'll rather have them homestead in the sierra
than have them be your well trained puppy dogs
I know of all your plans, your 'war on terra'
you fillers of latrines, and fat happy hogs
they won't believe those things that you're pretending
when you read your script with a painted plastered face
your sons grew rich with loot and money lending
for those are the great virtues of your race
go farm some land or dig some iron ore
cause you won't have my sons no more
no, you won't have my sons no more

I'd rather be a gypsy ever roaming
and show them all the world has got to show
than make them slave to all your constant moaning
and set 'em up and put 'em on death row
they will grow strong and see their children's children
as i still breathe, this is my only aim
and they won't use the toys of war you're building
to protect some other scum's ill gotten gain
pour yourself a pint of pity, and some more
you won't have my sons anymore
no, you won't have my sons anymore

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Stvoren sam da te volem

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Noćas oću sve da ti podarim
U mraku, tol'ko je otog što oću da uradim
I večeras oću pred noge oto da ti položim
Jer devojko, stvoren sam za tebe
A devojko, ti si stvorena za mene

Opravljen sam da te volem moje lane
A ti da voleš mene
I ne mogu te se zasititi
Možeš li se zasititi mene ti?

Noćas želim to videti u očima tvojim
Magiju da osetim, ima štogod što me čini divljim
A noćas ćemo to ostvariti sve
Jer devojko, stvorena si za mene
I frajlice, stvoren sam za tebe

Opravljen sam da te volem moje lane
A ti da voleš mene
I ne mogu te se zasititi
Možeš li se zasititi mene ti?
Opravljen sam da volem te
Ti stvorena si da voleš me
A ja ti to mogu dati sve
Možeš li ti meni dati sve?

Ne mogu se zasititi
Ne mogu se namiriti
Ne mogu se zasititi

Opravljen sam da te volem moje lane
A ti da voleš mene
I ne mogu te se zasititi
Možeš li se zasititi mene ti?

Stvoren sam, stvorena si
Ne mogu se zasititi
Ne, ne mogu se namiriti

Opravljen sam da te volem moje lane
A ti da voleš mene
I ne mogu te se zasititi
Možeš li se zasititi mene ti?
Opravljen sam da volem te
Ti stvorena si da voleš me
A ja ti to mogu dati sve
Možeš li ti meni dati sve?

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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.

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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!

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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.