Dalszöveg fordítások

Echo (Romania) - De ziua mea dalszöveg fordítás angol nyelvre




English
Translation

On my birthday





[Verse 1: ECHO]
Let's start off wrong, finish it right
The wind's blowing through my pocket, the bottle's blowing in my mouth
I gamble my money with the bartender, the set's still mine
Ping pong with the mug in my mouth, one more round, match's over
They call me ECHO, Brenciu's fish
Fifty lei a minute, make it twenty and you got a deal
My home isn't the house, that's why I'm stuck in the basement
With a dick in her mouth, a whore's practicing her scratching
Your brother's dying of joy
When everyone quits one by one from the brotherhood of work
For the losers talking rot that we're just a comedy
Let's leave it as is, 'cause we all know that's what you like
The curves straighten out, the whores fuck me
Bottles applaud me, crates like me
Weed loves me, I spit dead rhymes again
Like in the joke with the wolf, my dick loves everything
 

[Chorus: ECHO]
Today is my fucked-up day, I say, whoever wants whatever
I break it down on the bed and to my music
The cops knock, knock, knock on my door
The way my heart beats, beats, beats
With a cigarette in my mouth and a beer in front of me
I couldn't care less what the world thinks
So come on, come on, do it like this
I'm like a Ricky Mortin on Vida Loca
 

[Verse 2: Sesu & ECHO]
I was fucking one in the corner, 'Come on, Sesu, let's drink!'
You keep going, girl, I gotta go
Again, I hit the bottle with my mouth, the bar with my foot
I woke up fresh, lying in a piss trough
Dirty, the beer's splashing, you gotta catch it
I got a wick with me, come on, whore, light it up!
God talks to me when I sit on the toilet
'Do you renounce Satan?' I can't, he's my bandmate!
My favorite sport is staring into the fridge
And I got another hobby, finding my brother-in-law in the hood
One more chick, then crack open the beer
I'm balls deep in pussy, mouth in beer, and vodka in Heaven
I don't drink with joy, I drink out of duty
Give me a bottle so heavy it'll give me a hernia
I'm a claustrophobe with agoraphobia
Bring me another beer, let's escape the comedy!
 

[Chorus: ECHO]
Today is my fucked-up day, I say, whoever wants whatever
I break it down on the bed and to my music
The cops knock, knock, knock on my door
The way my heart beats, beats, beats
With a cigarette in my mouth and a beer in front of me
I couldn't care less what the world thinks
So come on, come on, do it like this
I'm like a Ricky Mortin on Vida Loca
Today is my fucked-up day, I say, whoever wants whatever
I break it down on the bed and to my music
The cops knock, knock, knock on my door
The way my heart beats, beats, beats
With a cigarette in my mouth and a beer in front of me
I couldn't care less what the world thinks
So come on, come on, do it like this
I'm like a Ricky Mortin on Vida Loca
 




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2024.10.09.

Today I saw a lion





Today I saw a lion
Lion, lion
That wasn't a lion
Lion, lion
(What was it then?
What was it then?)
Guess what
Guess what
Today I saw a lion
Lion, lion
That wasn't a lion
Lion, lion
(What was it then?
What was it then?)
Guess what
Guess what
 

It had a lion's head
(Did it have a forehead?)
A lion's forehead
(Did it have eyes?)
Lion's eyes
(Did it have a nose?)
Lion's nose
(Did it have a mouth?)
Lion's mouth
(Did it have teeth?)
Lion's teeth
(Did it have a chin?)
Lion's chin
(Did it have a neck?)
Lion's neck
(Did it have a chest?)
Lion's chest
(Did it have a belly?)
Lion's belly
(Did it have a tail?)
Lion's tail
And did it roar?
Grrrrr...!
 

(Tell us then what it was
We want to have fun
Explain a bit the riddle
We’re curious to know the truth)
 

It was the lion's lady
It was the lion's lady
 

Today I saw a lion
Lion, lion
That wasn't a lion
Lion, lion
(What was it then?
What was it then?)
Guess what
Guess what
Today I saw a lion
Lion, lion
That wasn't a lion
Lion, lion
(What was it then?
What was it then?)
Guess what
Guess what
 

It had a hat with a pom-pom
(Did it have braids?)
Braids in spirals
(Did it have a necklace?)
A necklace worth a million
(Did it have stockings?)
Nylon stockings
(Did it have a voice?)
Voice like Sablon
(Did it have perfume?)
Caron perfume
(Did it have a shirt?)
Cotton shirt
(Did it have a skirt?)
Chiffon skirt
(Did it have a watch?)
Vacheron watch
(Did it have breasts?)
Boyish breasts
(Did it have money?)
Money in abundance
(And did it roar?)
Eh! Yes it did!
 

(Tell us then what it was
We want to have fun
Explain a bit the riddle
We’re curious to know the truth)
 

It was the girlfriend of the lion
It was the girlfriend of the lion
Of the lion
Of the lion
It was the girlfriend of the lion!
 


2024.10.09.

Far Away From Here





This is the room, the sacred nest
Of that girl so richly dressed,
Tranquil and ready for her guest.
 

With one hand she fans her nipples
Elbow on the couch at rest
Listening to the ponds and ripples.
 

This room is Dorothy's. The play
Of wind and water, far away,
With fainting song and rhythmic sobs,
Through her reverie hums and throbs.
 

From head to toe with greatest care
Her skin is polished, to adorn her
With benjamin and oils as rare...
Some flowers are swooning in a corner.
 


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2024.10.09.

Bongo bongo bongo





One day a missionary went down there to the Equator
He wanted to civilize the blacks who lived in that region
He tried to convince them that life was better here
But a black man, with nonchalance, replied to him, alas, like this:
 

'Oh... bongo, bongo, bongo
I’m fine here in the Congo
I won’t move, no, no!
(No, no, no, no)
Bingo, bango, bengo
I’m sorry, but I won’t come
I’ll stay here
I don’t want tight shoes
Soap bars, trains, and taxis
But with this alarm clock around my neck
I’m fine here, here, here'
 

Patiently, the missionary continued to speak to him
About futurist painting, swing music, and bridges on the Po
While he was describing the great fashion of Paris
That black man, annoyed, replied again like this:
 

'Oh... bongo, bongo, bongo
I’m fine here in the Congo
I won’t move, no, no!
(No, no, no, no)
Bingo, bango, bengo
I’m sorry, but I won’t come
I’ll stay here
I don’t want motorcycle rides
Bounced checks, nor vermouth gin
But with these rings in my nose
I’m fine here... and I won’t move!
What do I find down there with you?
Atomic bombs and nothing more!
Christian Dior with the models
Strikers with their signs
And that guy who’s coming
You won’t charm me... I’m staying here!'
 


2024.10.09.

Jealousy





Love means jealousy
For those who fall in love with you
Perhaps you don’t realize what you do to me
What you do to my heart, to my life
If love means jealousy
Who will ever love you more than me?
I tremble at the thought that one day
A love taught you
To kiss like this
 

If love means jealousy
Who will ever love you more than me?
I tremble at the thought that one day
A love taught you
To kiss like this