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Carson Coma - FELDOBOM A KÖVET dalszöveg fordítás angol nyelvre


Translation

I throw the stone


I throw the stone, it falls on my head,
In New York, Ady Endre comes to mind,
I pin the tricolor flag to my heart,
I take Kollár-Klemencz László with me
 
We're sure we should break up,
But I don't break up, it's been sixteen years,
Talking about it is not black magic,
But even couple's therapy is not enough
 
You only smoke cigarettes, thinking it helps?
Those who fight against themselves always lose,
But the gaps in values
Don't narrow just because you say 'I understand, OK.'
 
I knew you'd cry, it's slowly becoming typical,
It's always like this when I'm critical,
You shout your truth through a megaphone,
Until in the end, you too see it as reality
 
Maybe it's assholery that you let me in,
I'm climbing out the window you left open,
At night, to catch my breath,
This room is too small, suffocating to stay here
 
But I really, really, really love you,
I search for you in other people,
If I had two lives,
One of them would only be about you
 
I throw the stone, it falls on my head,
In New York, Ady Endre comes to mind,
I pin the tricolor flag to my heart,
I take Kollár-Klemencz László with me
 
We're sure we should break up,
But I still live here for sixteen years,
Two thousand seven, zero, six, eighteen,
Eastern Europe, top shelf
 
Are you angry? It's slowly becoming typical,
It's always like this when I'm critical,
Street fighter with a sneer on his face,
You'll whistle 'f*** you'?
When a person jokes like a straw man,
Hatred sprays out of Mandiner,
Only four-six and six-three,
But you shouldn't need a passport to leave the border
 
Let's face it, it's a bit toxic,
Your masculinity is crumbling,
Pig slaughter, nepotism,
Brandy-soaked hedonism
 
A stock photo stares back at you from the poster,
Even babies don't smile for free here,
And if there's money, it's still worth nothing,
Here, you can still be poor with money
 
Sullen people in the corner store,
And you can already feel it in your stomach,
Not your fault, not your fault, not your fault,
Not your fault, not your fault, not your fault!
 
Not your fault, not your fault, not today, not today,
Not your fault, not your fault, not today, not today
 
I know it's assholery that you let me in,
I'm climbing out the window you left open,
At night, to catch my breath,
This room is too small, suffocating to stay here.
 
But I really, really, really love you,
I search for you in other countries,
If I had two lives,
One of them would only be about you
 
I throw the stone, it falls on my head,
In New York, Ady Endre comes to mind,
I pin the tricolor flag to my heart,
I take Kollár-Klemencz László with me
 
As one grows older,
It's damn embarrassing, but it's a bit appealing,
The fact that Ady Endre
Rhymes so well with 'the end'
 




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2024.11.23.

Putin's War Drags On





Putin's war drags on and on
Since his forces invaded Ukraine.
For two years now, Russian soldiers
Have followed his orders. Imagine the pain!
 

Actually, the Russian attack
Dates way back to twenty-fourteen
When Putin stole Ukrainian land.
The current invasion's a bloodier scene.
 

Life goes on for the rest of the world.
We work we play we party we feast.
Ukrainians are suffering,
But some people don't care in the least.
 

Extremist Republicans who kiss
The ring of king Trump, do not care
If Ukraine falls, or if the country
Is torn to shreds by the eastern bear.
 

If Putin is victorious, then
Other countries may fall as well.
People will suffer, and what's more,
The Russian brute will be hard to repel.
 

Pressure on Putin and aid to Ukraine
Are two ways to put an end to the war.
The dictator already has
A great deal to answer for.
 
2024.11.23.

Tiny Trunk Tyrant





You are a ruler of the largest country
You're lying Tsar of misinformation
You are a ruler of the largest country
You're lying Tsar of misinformation
 

You are a ruler of the largest country
You're ruthless King of KGB killers
You're lying Tsar of misinformation
You are a Tyrant with a tiny penis
 

You had appeared from a secret spy lair
As a sidekick of a drunkard leader
You brown nosed sneaky way to the top chair
Waged dirty wars with proud highland people
 

You played the system screwing it over
Your friend Winnie the Pooh bear kept your throne warm
You killed or jailed all worthy opponents
Then you began this gore Ukrainian war
 

You are a ruler of the largest country
You're ruthless King of KGB killers
You're lying Tsar of misinformation
You are a Tyrant with a tiny penis
Tiny Tyrant with a tiny penis
Tiny Tyrant with a tiny penis
Tiny Tyrant with a tiny penis
With a tiny penis, with a tiny penis
Ты тиран с маленькой писькой
Ты тиран с маленькой писькой
Ты тиран с маленькой писькой
С маленькой писькой, с маленькой писькой
 

Your missiles are your penis extensions
Look at these mighty and sexy shapes
Tanks, cannons and jets are your viagra pills
Without them it's small and down in shames
 

You are high on your doom nuclear weapons
You're drunk on sweet blood of your victims
Still, it won't help with your limp tiny thing
And you are hated just like Adolph Hitler
 

You will be judged by your own saddest people
You've sent great country back to the dark ages
Burn in hot Hell you bloodthirsty dictator
This is what on your grave will be written:
 

You are a ruler of the largest country
You're ruthless King of KGB killers
You're lying Tsar of misinformation
You are a Tyrant with a tiny penis
Tiny Tyrant with a tiny penis
Tiny Tyrant with a tiny penis
Tiny Tyrant with a tiny penis
With a tiny penis, with a tiny penis
Ты тиран с маленькой писькой
Ты тиран с маленькой писькой
Ты тиран с маленькой писькой
С маленькой писькой, с маленькой писькой
 

Tiny Tyrant...
Tiny Tyrant...
Tyrant...
 
2024.11.23.

Dicen





[Verso 1]
Dicen que
Dicen que la vida es corta, hay que vivirla ya
Dicen que hay que aprovechar el tiempo
Pero a mí no me va tanto la velocidad
Dicen que
Dicen que este mundo no es de sueños y que hay que trabajar
Dicen que no hay tiempo ni descuentos
Suerte que yo nunca he sido mucho de escuchar
 

[Estribillo]
Y ahora estamos tú y yo
Solos en la habitación
Y no hay nadie más que
Pueda еntrometerse еn mis sueños
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, ah, ah
 

[Verso 2]
Quiero que
Quiero que el rencor pierda memoria y no haya nada que envidiar
Quiero que entendamos que la guerra
Nunca, nunca podrá ser en nombre del amor
 

[Estribillo]
Y ahora estamos tú y yo
Solos en la habitación
Y no hay nadie más que
Pueda entrometerse en mis sueños
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, ah, ah
 
2024.11.22.

Polka 'Twenty-Third' (dance)





The Polish girl went to harvest rye, |
But she forgot to take the sickle. | 2
She took the sickle but forgot the grain,
And that Polish girl was at home.
 

The Polish girl went to harvest rye, |
But she forgot to take the sickle. | 2
She took the sickle but forgot the grain, |
And that Polish girl was at home. | 2
 

The Polish girl went to harvest rye, |
But she forgot to take the sickle. | 2
She took the sickle but forgot the grain, |
And that Polish girl was at home.' | 2