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The Longest Johns - Al pirata Joan Torrellas Лирицс транслатион то енглисх


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To the Pirate Joan Torrellas


For a vessel, a twenty-cannon ship
For a home, the blue horizons of the sea
For a law, the North Wind1
Wind which bedecks
The brigantine in the darkness
 
He’s looking for a ship to sink
He’s looking for a ship to board
As the pirate sails
He leaves behind him
A wake of blood and fire
The flame of death
 
The pirate sings on deck
He sings dreams of freedom
From the Island of Formentera
To the northeast of Mallorca
And from the sky of Menorca
To the Empordà2
 
He ploughs across the sea at full sail
From the island of S'Espalmador3
Where more than a hundred and thirty moons ago
Between the rocks
He buried his treasure chest of gold
 
They say that he doesn’t know what fear is
They say they’ve seen him play with death
They say that he’s in love with blood
And he pardons no enemy
When they’re loaded with rum and wheat
 
The pirate sings on deck
He sings dreams of freedom
From the Island of Formentera
To the northeast of Mallorca
And from the sky of Menorca
To the Empordà
 
He ploughs across the sea at full sail
From the island of S'Espalmador
Where more than a hundred and thirty moons ago
Between the rocks
He buried his treasure chest of gold
 
His treasure
 
  • 1. Specifically the Tramontane, which is the north wind on the Mediterranean, blowing down from France, and an important presence in Catalonia
  • 2. A northeastern region of Catalonia which borders the Mediterranean
  • 3. A small uninhabited island near Formentera




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24.11.2024

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.
 


24.11.2024

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!
 


24.11.2024

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.
 


24.11.2024

The solitary man of the night





The solitary man of the night, I am
The seal of silence upon my lips
I have departed, solitary and dejected
Severed my heart from the all
The loneliest of the lonely, sorrowful and disgraced
The one alone and without a tomorrow, that is me
The solitary man of the night, I am
The seal of silence upon my lips
 

The solitary man of the night, I am
Hundreds of untold stories linger on my lips
I have departed from your city
Packed my rucksack and left
Without the worry of tomorrow, with only myself, alone
The wanderer of these nights, that is who I am
Without the worry of tomorrow, with only myself, alone
The wanderer of these nights, that is who I am
 

The solitary man of the night, I am
The seal of silence upon my lips
The solitary man of the night, I am
Hundreds of untold stories linger on my lips