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Brain Fluid Explosion Girl

Those people who annoyingly offer me endless advice are merely talking to themselves.
I've struck a rock and become covered in bruises.
I wish I could, via a signal bypass, get a share of
others' sensation of pain sent from their frontal lobes
This absurdity would not go away. I'm wearing my school swimsuit.
As I spew out vomit, maybe I need to defragment my wild fantasies.
Because I didn't keep my eyes on the road, my face is now badly injured.
I don't care anyhow. I just want to eat some macarons.
 
If I match myself to the capricious rhythm
and bump up my femininity with a 'one, two, step',
even the passive herbivore men
will let themselves be loved by me.
I'll skip the impossible game of landing a job
by not showing up at my interview and burning my bridge.
Because I lost my cellphone, I am now losing the soundness of my mind.
(※There might be a problem with my autonomic nervous system.)
 
If you're talking so big and pompously
only because you want the pleasure from the rubbing between a male and a female,
then just strike me with that thing you have that looks like a rod.
Crimson flowers are blooming everywhere.
I am a brain matter explosion girl.
 
Come, let's dance as if we're crazy.
After all, on this day 100 years later,
everyone will have died anyway.
I'm trembling, so please hold me tight.
If you can make my brain secrete even more juice,
my climax will take me to the other side of the moon.
 
(※The number you have dialled...is not in service.)
 
The charismatic lawyer who's never lost a debate
has written a how-to book and is now selling it.
At Starbucks, I order something with thick caramel
and make a boastful face with my Tokyo bias.
 
Those mass-produced idols all share the same fate.
The clowns at festivals are no good when it comes to love.
With a little devil's makeup, give me a new sensation of touch.
My snack at 3 o'clock will be macarons.
 
When those committing harakiri, Mt. Fuji, and the geisha
all sing to the rhythm of the slap bass,
I'll plunge right into the battle at the girls-only party,
focusing my eyes on the sweets and refraining from sending tweets on Twitter.
 
Afterparty. Barbecue. Gotanda.
Google has made me realize how uninformed I am.
My ultra-thin Japanese smartphone's contract will be up after 2 years.
(※Please confirm your password once more.)
 
I never wanted in the first place to be a cute obedient puppy
who would wag the tail when someone waves my way.
Use that thick rope to tie me up.
Marquis de Sade and fille de joie,
I am a brain matter explosion girl.
 
Come, let's dance as if we're crazy.
After all, on this day 100 years later,
everyone will have died anyway.
Please hold me tight right now.
I want to drown deeper in the narcotics in my brain
and wade to the other side of the universe.
Come, let's dance as if we're crazy.
Without a doubt, 100 years later
I will be reborn as a beautiful girl.
After I have shed this stale body,
I will make my brain secrete even more juice,
and let my climax take me to the other side of the moon.
 


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18.03.2025

Let it fly





Let it fly
Let it fly
Let it fly
 

Let it live
Let it fly
Let it fly
 

Let it fly
Let it fly
Let it fly
 

Let it live
Let it fly
In the middle of bullseye
Swishes right through the hoop*
 

I remember the branch and the tree
I remember the shared mouth
I remember the grand longing
 

I share a room with you
I share a shirt with you
Until I depart into the rain
 

I remember the branch and the tree
I remember the sad mop and the moon
I watch as the rock breathes
I watch as fingers leave prints
I watch everything over again
I listen closely to sky and earth
 

I everything doesn't fit into the cranium
One can hide their face in their shirt
Even a chair can be a friend
With it one can laugh and cry
One can watch a movie on the ceiling
And feel the rain in one's soul
A mosquito flies with us
It would like a drop of our blood
 

Let it fly
Let it fly
Let it fly
 

Let it live
Let it fly
 

I left you behind
I left you behind
And went away
Sometimes you just have to leave to see
Open the door and walk into the rain
 

I remember your gaze
I remember your agony
I remember the throe in one's** soul
 

I remember the branch and the tree
I remember the shared mouth
I remember the tranquil moon
 


18.03.2025

Italian Twist





(Hey, paisano, Italian twist,
whoa-oh-oh-oh,
and joy, twistin' like a-crazy,
whoa-oh-oh-oh.)
 

Round and round like a pizza pie,
turn, turn, do and die.
Hey, paisano, Italian twist,
hey, baby, drink a little wine.
 

I took a trip to Italy
and what do you think I saw?
Well, everybody was doin' the twist
from nine to ninety-four.
 

Oh, you should see Sophia twist,
she swings from north to south
and when Gina shakes her hips,
the boys all twist and shout.
 

Hey, paisano, Italian twist,
whoa-oh-oh-oh,
and joy, twistin' like a-crazy,
whoa-oh-oh-oh.
 

Turn, dear, turn, lover
doin' the twist at the sleazy bar.
Hey, paisano, Italian twist,
hey, baby, drink a little wine.
 

In Rome, I met a fella
they called Chubby Knock
and when he starts to do the twist,
the girl begins to yell.
 

And when I went to Venice town,
I saw the strangest sight:
gondaliers were twistin' 'round
and singin' through the night.
 

Hey, paisano, Italian twist,
whoa-oh-oh-oh,
and joy, twistin' like a-crazy,
whoa-oh-oh-oh.
 

Turn, dear, turn, lover
doin' the twist at the sleazy bar.
 

Hey, paisano, Italian twist,
whoa-oh-oh-oh,
and joy, twistin' like a-crazy,
whoa-oh-oh-oh.
 

Round and round like a pizza pie,
turn, turn, do and die.
Hey, paisano, Italian twist,
hey, baby, drink a little wine.
 

Hey, paisano, Italian twist,
whoa-oh-oh-oh,
and joy, twistin' like a-crazy,
whoa-oh-oh-oh...
 


18.03.2025

Cherries





Another one of those
Who wrecks you entirely
And doesn't stay to fix things
I'll say it to you straight
You deserve better
 

This is the new you, a new chapter,
and here the rules are different
Now is your time to decide
who you let in close
I know it still hurts,
but you will fall in love again
 

I promise that the next time cherries are blossoming
You won't taste it on lips anymore
Old wounds heal on new skin
You'll see - baby you'll see
 

I promise that the next time cherries are blossoming
You'll glow again, and get your energies back
Old wounds heal on new skin
You'll see - baby you'll see
 

There's still feelings, but
You'll get over it
Even though you don't think so yet
A new door opens when
One closes behind you
Mmm, yeah
 

This is the new you, a new chapter,
and here the rules are different
Now is your time to decide
who you let in close
I know it still hurts,
but you will fall in love again
 

I promise that the next time cherries are blossoming
You won't taste it on lips anymore
Old wounds heal on new skin
You'll see - baby you'll see
 

I promise that the next time cherries are blossoming
You'll glow again, and get your energies back
Old wounds heal on new skin
You'll see - baby you'll see
 

Now is your turn to pick
just what works for you
Let it go if it hurts
Now is your turn to pick
just what works for you
Time to choose yourself first
 

I promise that the next time cherries are blossoming
You won't taste it on lips anymore
Old wounds heal on new skin
You'll see - baby you'll see
 

I promise that the next time cherries are blossoming
You'll glow again, and get your energies back
Old wounds heal on new skin
You'll see - baby you'll see
 


18.03.2025

Open a Path for You





Exhausted from each other like this , receiving back gossip and mockery
I don’t get a bit of comfort or carefree satisfaction
Letting go of everything, I make an effort even though I know it will collapse
Longing for ambiguity, but I still always stand and wait
 

(Loving) each other deeply, then split in two, I thought that love wouldn’t fade
Caring to the point of being superficial, so I also don’t know who to blame
Many tragedies and comedies fall upon my shoulders, I bear the numbness of the whole sky
I have to make a way, sending you off, hoping to be reconciled
 

Since the day you left, I toss and turn at every thought
A piercing pain in my heart, I don’t see peace or leisure anywhere
Since the day you became far away, I fell apart on a pouring rainy afternoon
Deep years and months disappeared with the cold sunset
 

The emptiness of late nights, I silently light a few drops of spare oil
My heart burns out, I have to embrace sorrow alone
The shaky love story split the two of us, each person on one branch
Disasters and misfortunes, why must I be the one to bear them?