Sola Monova - Лирицс транслатион то енглисх

English

A little prick

Where do you climb, well where to?
Do think about that:
He, definitely is not a prick
But only little one.

He's a prentice, he's a chick
A kitten, a sparrow
He trembles when all alone
You whisper: ' Don't be shy!'

What's charm, oh my God!
Eyelashes are as in a movie
And you're crawling home
From Khimki to Strogino

And tomorrow's morning is a new fight
Be courage, Zhanna D'Ark
He is helpless with you
What is he a prick!?

He so helpless, when
Time lack and force majeure
For him this as off the hook
He is a baby, he's a trainee

He's become a shy guy, he isn't in a thrill
He wants to hang out
He wants a tit and beer
And children's Pectusinum

Due to the fact, a baby coughts
(it's probably a bird flu)
And you fly to him by an arrow
To make strip dance treatment

Do whirll, turn around, treat
And don't tell him about yours
Cause he has one hundred causes :
Or a runny nose or a binge

You'll get for all this
A punch on rose-colored glasses.

But if a luck for rookies
It maybe and for little pricks!

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KISS - I Was Made for Loving You Превод текста

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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?

Emilia (Bulgaria) - EMILIA • SBАRKA ADRESA | ЕМИЛИЯ • СБЪРКА АДРЕСА • 2024 (EMILIA • SBARKA ADRESA | EMILIYA • SBǍRKA ADRESA • 2024) Лирицс транслатион то енглисх

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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.