The Adventures of Buratino (OST) - Песня Дуремара (Pesnya Duremara) Лирицс транслатион то енглисх

Translation

The Song of Duremar

A birder has birds’ songs in mind,
A fisher to fishes confined.
But my song's about the leeches,
And therefore my big pitch is...

Dear leeches will provide us
With a cure for tonsillitis,
And bronchitis, and arthritis.
For the liver and for fever,
For the flu and feeling blue...
So many miraculous features
Possessed by my priceless. My, oh, so priceless,
My, oh, so pricey leeches.

But for bigots, ribbit-ribbit,
And for stupid deeds.
But for brain's and judgement's limit
And for power needs.
And for arrogance exhibit,
Ribbit-ribbit, ribbit-ribbit,
How your products useless are,
Evil, ugly Duremar.

A florist has pollen in mind,
Beekeeper with honey aligned.
But my song's about the leeches
And therefore my big pitch is...

With my leeches, you'll be cured
You can be in that assured.
Of the hiccups and of tickles,
Of the pimples, and of wrinkles.
For the blind and for the deaf...
So many miraculous features
Possessed by my priceless, My, oh, so priceless
My, oh, so pricey leeches

But for bigots, ribbit-ribbit,
And for stupid deeds.
But for brain's and judgement's limit
And for power needs.
And for arrogance exhibit,
Ribbit-ribbit, ribbit-ribbit,
How your products useless are,
Go away, bye, Duremar.

poetic
rhyming
singable

Још текстова песама из овог уметника: The Adventures of Buratino (OST)

Сви текстови песама на овој веб локацији су само за личну и образовну употребу.

Сви текстови песама су власништво и ауторска права њихових власника или власника.

Више лирицс транслатионс

Konets Solnechnykh Dney - куда катится моя голова? (kuda katit·sya moya golova?) Лирицс транслатион то енглисх

07.11.2024

Where's my head going?

I've forgotten everything I once loved.
And I have nothing left to look forward to
I don't want anything, and I don't want to hear your voice
I've lost my strength
Sober thoughts, tired body
I'm so sleepy
A hard morning and a hundred tries to make sense of it all.

Maybe I'm starting to go crazy.
I can't sleep again till morning
I've got a lot on my mind
Maybe I'm starting to go crazy.
Where's my head going?

Konets Solnechnykh Dney - искусство за 100 (skit) (iskusstvo za 100 (skit)) Лирицс транслатион то енглисх

07.11.2024

Art for 100 (skit)

All my hopes are in shreds
Hundreds of empty dreams
I want so much to believe it's not serious
I can run away from the sun
Or hide from the rain
But no matter how hard I try
I can't run away from myself

Konets Solnechnykh Dney - кажется, я устал (kazhet·sya, ya ustal) Лирицс транслатион то енглисх

07.11.2024

I think I'm tired.

I feel like I'm tired
And I'm dragging myself down a little bit at a time.
Why is everything in spite of me again?
Not a single thing is finished
I feel like I'm tired
I feel like I'm going downhill a little bit.
Why is it all in spite of me again?
There's nothing to be done

Strange thoughts timidly escort me to the dawn.
Who can tell me how it happened?
Why is it burning inside?
Through the stupefaction, I wish I could realize something more than a shadow.
I wish I could realize something more than a shadow.
There's a lot of lies
And it can be hard
not to be deceived or to lie to your face.
Time takes its toll
I'd have given up a long time ago
But I'm in trouble

I feel like I'm tired
And I'm dragging myself down a little bit at a time.
Why is everything in spite of me again?
Not a single thing is finished
I feel like I'm tired
I feel like I'm going downhill a little bit.
Why is it all in spite of me again?
Not one thing is finished

I think I'm tired
I think I'm tired
I think I'm tired

Konets Solnechnykh Dney - мне никогда не было весело с тобой (mne nikogda ne bylo veselo s toboy) Лирицс транслатион то енглисх

07.11.2024

I've never had fun with you

I've never had fun with you.
And if you ever thought I was yours.
you were wrong, I don't care about you
And I don't care about people like you
You said I was different from them
You were wrong again, I'm not like the others.
I'm very simple and I'm not a hero.
I'll never be different

We have serious music, but...
Die.
Die, you bastard! Bastard...
Russian