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Tino Rossi - Petit Papa Noël Лирицс транслатион то енглисх


Translation

My sweet little Santy


It's the beautiful Christmas night
The snow's covering everything in white
And with their eyes raised to the sky, while kneeling
The little children
Before closing their eyelids
Say one last prayer
 
My sweet little Santy
When you come down from the sky
With toys by the thousands
Don't forget my lilttle stocking*
 
But, before you leave
You'll have to bundle up nice and warm
You're gonna be so cold outside
It's kind of partly my bad
 
I really can't wait for dawn to break
To see if you brought me
All the beautiful toys I've been dreamin' of
And that I asked you for
 
My sweet little Santy
When you come down from the sky
With toys by the thousands
Don't forget my little stocking
 
It's time for bed [The sandman has come]
The children are gonna go to sleep
And you'll be able to start
With your sack on your back
To the sound of church bells
Your delivery of surprises
 
And when you're on your beautiful cloud
Come first to our house
I wasn't very good every day
But I ask for forgiveness
 
My sweet little Santy
When you come down from the sky
With toys by the thousands
Don't forget my lilttle stocking
 
My sweet little Santy!
 




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25.11.2024

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?
 
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.