Ronnie Farrari - Ona by tak chciała Превод текста
Ona bi tako htela
Click to see the original lyrics (Polish) Jebote, na osamnaestom
Posle ne znam, desetog šota
Ta pesma je stvarno jebeno
Prejaka i ima potencijal
Sam sam napolju...
Sam sam napolju
Kiša pada mi na glavu
Džok mi je u dlanu
A ugasiti ga ne mogu
Ostavljam ga u mračnoj šumi
Fonom osvetljavam put
I vidim jednu curu od koje zanemim
I vraćam, i vraćam, i vraćam se do šupe
Stavljam čaj, ne jebenu kafu
I kuca, i kuca, i kuca neko na vrata
I vidim curu što mi je ukrala srce
Refren:
Ona bi tako htela biti tu sa mnom
Rolati blant, potom brojati lovu
Ona bi tako htela plesati sa mnom
Kasno u noć kad zvezde sijaju*
(x2)
Seda na sofu i gleda me u oči
Ja gledam joj u dupe jer došla je po nešto noćas
Vidi nešto u meni, možda natpis sa strane
Da jebemo se danju ali više volimo u mraku**
Plovimo k'o raketa, posuta moćnom fetom
Vetar još duva u jedra, na horizontu je Krit
Kapetan ovog broda ponaša se k'o beta
Osvaja nove zemlje i izdaje naređenja
Pod palubom u skladištu imamo gazirani nektar
Kojim su ljudi iza Urala lečili moždane udare
99 odsto problema koliko ih imam
Nestaju posle boce
Tad nikoga nema za kormilom
Refren (x2)
Jebemo se u Gdanjsku
Jebemo se u Vavci***
Jebemo se u Lođu
Jebemo se uvek
Jebemo se u Belom***
Jebemo se u Vocku
Jebemo se u Americi***
Jebemo se u Plocku
(x2)
Refren (x2)
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22.11.2024
Polka 'Twenty-Third' (dance)
The Polish girl went to harvest rye, |
But she forgot to take the sickle. | 2
She took the sickle but forgot the grain,
And that Polish girl was at home.
The Polish girl went to harvest rye, |
But she forgot to take the sickle. | 2
She took the sickle but forgot the grain, |
And that Polish girl was at home. | 2
The Polish girl went to harvest rye, |
But she forgot to take the sickle. | 2
She took the sickle but forgot the grain, |
And that Polish girl was at home.' | 2
22.11.2024
The Cossack rode off to war (prolonged)
The Cossack rode off to war,
Said: 'Farewell, my dear girl.
Oh farewell, dark-browed maiden, |
I'm off to foreign lands. | 2
I'm off to foreign lands',
'Oh go, my sweet one, dark-browed one, |
And return to Ukraine'. | 2
'Give me, my dear, a kerchief,
Perhaps I'll perish in battle,
The dark night will cover my eyes, |
And I'll rest easier in the grave. | 2
I'll rest easier in the grave',
Oh on that grave a dark crow |
Sits sadly and caws. | 2
Sits sadly and caws,
Oh no one hears, oh no one sees, |
Where the Cossack's body lies. | 2
Where the Cossack's body lies,
Halya walks, the girl who cries every evening, |
Where the Cossack's body lies. | 2
22.11.2024
The Cossack returned from a campaign (joking song)
The cossack was coming from campaign
During frost and bad weather
Almost freezing to death - (2)
He walked into the pub.
He took off his uniform and the glasses,
Broke the uniform to shreds,
And he went to dance. | 2
After he danced and jumped enough
He said goodbye to a beatiful maiden,
He stepped out onto the porch,
Whistled into the ring –
A black horse comes running.
He mounts the horse,
But the horse gambols under him
By the green meadow,
By the green meadow!
Oh, across the meadow, meadow, meadow,
The girls sit all around.
He didn't find the girls,
So he went to the widow.
He kissed and caressed her,
Pulled her by the shoulders,
They shouted, 'Hurrah!' | 2
Oh hurrah, hurrah, hurrah!
A misfortune has occurred,
Not a big one,
But not a small one either.
That this Saturday
We finished all the work,
And rushed to the tavern. | 2
We drank tea, ate rolls,
Cheated the tavern keeper,
Smoked tobacco. | 2
After smoking tobacco,
We lay on our sides –
And that's the whole story,
It ended.
‒ Roll around!
22.11.2024
Someone loved me
Someone loved me
I remember it
Because my pale, gray lips
Were happy again
Flushed with blood
And with deep emotions
Too bold to share with friends
Someone loved me
And in my eyes
There was a bright light that
I have never found again
I remember it
That bright light that
I have never found again
Someone loved me
Something was reborn
And for a time
That was never written down
In any calendar
But it doesn't matter
Those were powerful days beyond
Anything I could imagine
I didn’t need a diary