Taco Hemingway - Kabriolety Лирицс транслатион то енглисх

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Cabriolets

I like cabriolets, an expensive car but I pour in cheap diesel
I go 'vroom, vroom' my lady screams 'oh my!'
Tequila, sex, marijuana, all cheap pleasures
But in summer my head can't think of anything specific
Too bad, that's just my fetish
Too bad, that's my appetite
When I was seventeen I would smoke grams and sachets
Not so much recently, but the vibe is the same as back then
Open your wallet check if you have enough for cigarettes
Two, three, eight, aw, sadly not enough
My people are like Martens boots
Your people are like velcro Nike
I see them when I go to parties in Warsaw
I used to be trapped at house by satanic verses
I have to wake up early because my schedule is full
But you won't find out about it from some cheap newspaper, no

I keep driving and change gears
I keep driving

I mix half vodka and half soda in a cup
A drink that I will cure with black coffee in the morning
Igi calls me, paparazzi caught us again - sucks
Us with the squad, thank God they blurred our faces
They chase us in a cavalcade
I wear a tracksuit, they want to catch me wearing some Balenciaga
They write, zoom in, and stare at my flaws
But they won't write about how me and my friend sold out a stadium
July's buses behind the window
159 cruises through the city here
I think about how I used to ride it to my highschool
I feel moved thinking about it when I'm hungover
I like when ice gets crushed a lot
I like people, I like loud, I hate silence
I like certain things, I don't like predicting
I want to progress through my road, I don't like hesitating
Everyone who has to know, knows it well, I don't have to say it
If you're not my friend I don't have to like you
I have to buy real estate, not vodka
I don't get into car crashes anymore like doctor Lubicz
This isn't 'Playing Manly' boy, it's not corporate music
Not minivans but oldschool Volvo cruisin'
If you're listening to this in a car then drive slowly, cousin
Rest in peace, young Leh, may your soul rest in peace

I keep driving and change gears
I keep driving

I think I'll make a third verse again, and then fourth, you know
I like nights that end in consternation, you know
When I get fined and when they steal my wallet, so
I'm sad that I haven't been punched in my face in a long time
I like when bottles break in a club
When alcoholics babble to each other sadly
I like, I like when various walls break in people
Fat-slim clouds above Warsaw are forecasting a fight
Tottenham didn't win, I'm pouring myself a lot of vodka
I smoke a blunt, I take a sip, pour another round
But this existence would be much emptier without sadness
I've seen a lot in my life but never a bitch in the mirror
I wake up half past five, Gucci Mane wakes me up
I feel like Bruce Wayne but I don't wake her up
Rock you, rock you like a hurricane
Studio day today
Wait, wait for me with rum, I'll be late babe

I keep driving and change gears
I keep driving (Shhh)

Fifi is making progress, beating records as if they owed me money
I'll find my way silently, I won't ask, and won't get lost
When I shave, the media cries after my damned mustache
Water after a drink, and only then a drink again
I am Bonaparte, and she's my Josephine
My rocket out of your league
With my rocket I play Rocket League
I drink wine at Saint-Gilles, call me Saint-Philippe
Mobb Deep is playing, I'm reading Moby Dick
A$AP Rocky with Moby is playing, I'm making another hit
They say 'street' and 'homies' but it's just sesame street

I keep driving and change gears
I keep driving

I want a cabriolet in my garage, not a maluch
I work for it on my own
I do cardio like Paluch
I don't despise anybody, I keep my guard up
I scream my head off for fans
I pick up a very expensive glass
I check my bank balance the next day
I have some expensive furniture, a few new paintings
But still the same faces around me, for years the same friends
At school friendships were more important to me
I can tell you that right away
Because I didn't care about the atomic number of potassium
In a country where people hate their own neighbors
'Helping disabled people, with my fucking tax money?
There's no way!
I keep feeling worried about young Poles
The only way out is to kill yourself or run away to the east
Or maybe not, because you're too afraid of Arabs
Of faggots, of enemies and your own neighbors
Hanging nooses on necks next to expensive ties
The only way left is to drink, cheers to my brothers
Cheers
To liquor shops, to empty bottles
and full delivery rooms
Cheers (Dawid Podsiadło)
To government elections
To old promises, disguised as new
Cheers (Kizo)
To colorful magazines, to cheep beer
To scratch cards, and drawing games
To psychotropics and crisis brides
Cheap motels, condoms, and divorce papers
Cheers (Ras)
To cheap fruit vodkas
To gullible bosses and sick leaves
Cheers (schafter)
To the growing ozone holes
Free parking and cars
Cheers (Pezet)
To flowers from a gas station
For valentines, anniversaries, and women's day
Cheers (Rosalie.)
I finish and let the postcard go
Best wishes, yours Fifi, a common man
Cheers

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Sofia Isella - Hot Gum Превод текста

18.10.2024

Vrela žvaka

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Držim mekane plamenove na svom jeziku
I žvaćem ih kao gumu za žvakanje
Prže mi nepce
Ali neću ih ispljunuti sad
Pakao je u tvojim ustima
Mogu da vidim po tvom osmehu, kao da peče
Spojio si usne kao da ljubiš samog sebe
Da bi me sprečio da naučim

On je čuvar, on je vernik
On je na zemlji, na kolenima u pozorištu
I stavio nas je u kola, ne znam gde smo
Ali on se zaljubio u groznicu
'Nikad je ne bih mogao ostaviti, nikad je ne bih mogao sačuvati'
To kaže propovedniku u komšiluku
I stavio na je u kola, ne znam gde smo
Ali ja sam se zaljubila u groznicu i ja

Gledam nas kako gorimo i padamo, vrućina je previsoka
Potencijal nas pritiska uz zid
I tračci plamena se pletu kroz moje zube
Ako vrela žvaka ispadne, gde bismo bili mi?

Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah
Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah
Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah
Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah

Tvoji zubi hoće da tužakaju i priznaju meni
Tvoji kutnjaci se žale, čujem ih kako plaču
Sisaš vatru dok lažeš i kažeš da ne osetiš ništa
Tvoja ruka posmatra moju kao soko
Moja ruka dobro zna da je neko uhodi
Pobeže mi osmeh dok žvaćem plamen
Jer nikad nisam bila jedna od tih koja upropasti igru

On je čuvar, on je vernik
On je na zemlji, na kolenima u pozorištu
I stavio nas je u kola, ne znam gde smo
Ali on se zaljubio u groznicu
'Nikad je ne bih mogao ostaviti, nikad je ne bih mogao sačuvati'
To kaže propovedniku u komšiluku
I stavio na je u kola, ne znam gde smo
Ali ja sam se zaljubila u groznicu i ja

Gledam nas kako gorimo i padamo, vrućina je previsoka
Potencijal nas pritiska uz zid
I tračci plamena se pletu kroz moje zube
Ako vrela žvaka ispadne, gde bismo bili mi?

Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah
Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah
Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah
Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah
Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah
Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah
Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah
Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah

Zubi ti gore, da li primećuješ? Ne
Usta su ti zapaljena, primećuješ? Ne
Tvoja kosa gori, moja kosa gori
Tvoja koža gori, moja koža gori
Da li osećaš nešto? Ne
Da li osećaš nešto? Ne
Ako ti kažem šta mislim, obećaj da nećeš reći sebi
Ako mi kažeš šta misliš, kunem se da neću reći sebi
On je na zemlji, on je na kolenima, on je vernik
On je na zemlji, on nije slušao propovednika

Charles Bukowski - Roll the dice Превод текста

18.10.2024

Roll the dice

If you’re going to try, go all the
way.
otherwise, don’t even start.

if you’re going to try, go all the
way.
this could mean losing girlfriends,
wives, relatives, jobs and
maybe your mind.

go all the way.
it could mean not eating for 3 or 4 days.
it could mean freezing on a
park bench.
it could mean jail,
it could mean derision,
mockery,
isolation.
isolation is the gift,
all the others are a test of your
endurance, of
how much you really want to
do it.
and you’ll do it
despite rejection and the worst odds
and it will be better than
anything else
you can imagine.

if you’re going to try,
go all the way.
there is no other feeling like
that.
you will be alone with the gods
and the nights will flame with
fire.

do it, do it, do it.
do it.

all the way
all the way.

you will ride life straight to
perfect laughter, it’s
the only good fight
there is.

Terry Jacks - Seasons in the sun Превод текста

18.10.2024

Godišnja doba sunčana

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Uzdravlje pajtaši moji odani
Znamo se još od kad smo devet il' deset godina bili
Džumle se po drvetima i brdima verali
O ljubavi i azbuci bili učeni
Srca svoja i kolena smo odrali

Zbogom prijatelji zajebano je da se umire
Dok na nebu pevadu sad 'tice sve
I kad proleće u vazduhu je
Lepih frajlica svud okolo je
Ja biću tuna kad na mene pomislite

Uživali smo, imali smo furtom zabave
I imali frtalje godine sunčane
Al' brda što su nekad forsirana
Bila su samo doba van vremena

Servus babo, za mene se pomoli, kumim te
Bio sam crna ovca porodice
Prob'o si da me naučiš šta valja a šta ne
Uz mlogo vina, mlogo tambure
Kako sam se s otim izborio pitam se

Ostaj zdravo babo nije lako da se mre
Kad na nebu pevadu 'tice sve
I kad proleće u vazduhu je
Svud naokolo dečurlija
Kad ih budeš vid'o , tamo ću biti i ja

Uživali smo, imali smo furtom zabave
I sezone sunčane
Al' vino i tambure
Poput leta prođoše

Uživali smo, imali smo furtom zabave
I sezone sunčane
Al' vino i tambure
Poput leta prođoše

Ostaj zbogom Juco moja mala
Sunce da pronađem si mi pomogla i ljubav si mi dala
I svaki put kad bi me tuga neka ubila
Ti bi uvek tu uz mene bila
I na noge bi me vratila

Zbogom Juco teško je manuti kašiku
Kad ptice sve od reda na nebu pevadu
Baš kad je proleće
I svud okolo cveta cveće
I ti i ja da smo tamo, al' nisam te sreće

Uživali smo, imali smo furtom zabave
I sezone sunčane
Al' zvezde što su nam bile na dohvatu
One morske na plaži bile su

Uživali smo, imali smo furtom zabave
I sezone sunčane
Al' zvezde što su nam bile na dohvatu
One morske na plaži bile su

Uživali smo, imali smo furtom zabave
I sezone sunčane
Al' vino i tambure
Poput leta prođoše

Celoga života smo se zabavljali
Sunčana doba smo imali
Al' bregovi na koje smo se peli bili su samo razdoblja
Vam vremena

Rita (Israel) - כמו בתמונה (Kmo Batmuna) Превод текста

18.10.2024

Као на слици

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Он се враћа из ноћи у које је бежао
Јутро, јутро, блиста му у очима
Које он не жели да окрене светлу
А тамо, његова душа дрхти у ноћима,
У ноћима...

А она је послушна, сређује му ствари,
Као слушкиња на заповест господара,
Она шири своја крила за лет и за пад

Да покида све на ситне делове
Да поцепа све на комаде
Са светлошћу, она се враћа и седи на улазним вратима
Као да преко ње управо није прешла олуја

Њено лице је као на слици
А она поново враћа осмех на лице
Да дочека госте
Који ће доћи

А она је послушна, сређује му ствари,
Као слушкиња на заповест господара,
Она шири своја крила за лет и за пад

Да покида све на ситне делове
Да поцепа све на комаде
Са светлошћу, она се враћа и седи на улазним вратима
Као да преко ње управо није прешла олуја

Да покида све на ситне делове
Да поцепа све на комаде
Са светлошћу, она се враћа и седи на улазним вратима
Као да преко ње управо није прешла олуја