Codrin - Marș dalszöveg fordítás angol nyelvre
English
Translation Scram
[Intro]
What did I say I’d say?
I was supposed to say something at the start to make it more interesting
Yeah, this is it, be satisfied with what you got (BAZOOKA Records!)
God, fuck me!
[Verse 1]
You gotta guess the next place I’ll piss
They used to call me death's head, now I'm headlining
Should I throw flowers at your head or, or spare change?
You can’t see your zodiac sign in the sky 'cause I’m on the roof
I’ll split myself in three and we’ll all fuck you at once
I unload in them like an automatic weapon
Sounds kinda gay? Let me rephrase that, guys, yeah?
Messing up from the start, like a game from Bethesda
I’ll be popping wheelies with my car until retirement
Oh God, how I’ll look at it with ellipsis marks
I’m dangerous, but I swear on my own mouth
I’m such a fat mobster that I don’t have a knife, I have a spoon!
Occupation? Uh, uh, uh, future corpse
If you can’t sleep tonight, man, it’s not your bed’s fault!
We’re giving it to you or not, and it’s not even snowing outside
What's up with this guy, a door in the back? Is it a scandal or is it a joke? I’m saying
[Chorus: Codrin & ECHO]
Scram! And now what? Scram! Yeah, then what?
Scram! And then how? Scram! This is freestyle, not an album!
Scram! And now what? Scram! Yeah, then what?
Scram! And then how? Scram! This is freestyle, not an album!
[Verse 2]
I need nothing but a pen to spit you some verses
I don’t work among aisles, I don’t set prices or price tags
I’ve got attack plans the size of a Minerva army
Funny, you’re not going anywhere, sitting in wormholes!
What should I compare myself to? And why should I weigh it up?
What pharaohs? My curses last as long as I live
Just like pyramids, I want a proportional coffin in the ground
I should sell at Mega, with these bags under my eyes!
I’m hustling for every penny, fighting like a lion
The race against time, yeah, but I’m ahead of my own time
Don’t feed the animals, 'cause we’ll cause harm, I swear!
And I’ve got tribal habits just like your tattoo
Yo, one, one, one, two, three
I take your mom and choke you with her bun
Two of my stanzas hit like two trains
What the fuck! Are you like lunch, at least two courses? I’m saying
[Chorus: Codrin & ECHO]
Scram! And now what? Scram! Yeah, then what?
Scram! And then how? Scram! This is freestyle, not an album!
Scram! And now what? Scram! Yeah, then what?
Scram! And then how? Scram! This is freestyle, not an album!
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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