Ezra Pound - I sat on the Dogana’s steps dalszöveg fordítás
I sat on the Dogana’s steps
I sat on the Dogana’s steps
For the gondolas cost too much, that year,
And there were not “those girls”, there was one face,
And the Buccentoro twenty yards off, howling, “Stretti”,
And the lit cross-beams, that year, in the Morosini,
And peacocks in Koré’s house, or there may have been.
Gods float in the azure air,
Bright gods and Tuscan, back before dew was shed.
Light: and the first light, before ever dew was fallen.
Panisks, and from the oak, dryas,
And from the apple, mælid,
Through all the wood, and the leaves are full of voices,
A-whisper, and the clouds bowe over the lake,
And there are gods upon them,
And in the water, the almond-white swimmers,
The silvery water glazes the upturned nipple,
As Poggio has remarked.
Green veins in the turquoise,
Or, the gray steps lead up under the cedars.
My Cid rode up to Burgos,
Up to the studded gate between two towers,
Beat with his lance butt, and the child came out,
Una niña de nueve años,
To the little gallery over the gate, between the towers,
Reading the writ, voce tinnula:
That no man speak to, feed, help Ruy Diaz,
On pain to have his heart out, set on a pike spike
And both his eyes torn out, and all his goods sequestered,
“And here, Myo Cid, are the seals,
The big seal and the writing.”
And he came down from Bivar, Myo Cid,
With no hawks left there on their perches,
And no clothes there in the presses,
And left his trunk with Raquel and Vidas,
That big box of sand, with the pawn-brokers,
To get pay for his menie
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2025.02.04.
GIMME GIMME
Why can’t I run away?
Every day feels like I’m asleep with my eyes wide open
Is this just a sweet nightmare?
My free will has been stolen
Am I trapped in flames?
Ya, I sharpen my claws
Swing it, swing it, Sweeper
Spinning round and round, Click click
Pull it, pull it, Trigger
Rat-tat-tat
The chain around my neck
Nothing but pain digging into my skin
Pull it again and again, Pull that
The trigger sticks to my hand
GIMME GIMME GIMME GIMME
GIMME GIMME GIMME GIMME GIMME
Chiki chiki boom, paw
We gotta go
You gotta
GIMME GIMME GIMME GIMME
GIMME GIMME GIMME GIMME GIMME
Time to go
Wave the flow
Eurachacha, come on, buckle up
The growing flame, we’re arsonists
In the blink of an eye, we’ll take this place
Spit fire, my revolver
Everywhere, it’s blazing, Wow
Burning wildly, spreading fast
Aim forward, shoot it, all in one shot
Destroy everything, then save it again
Sharpen my claws
Swing it, swing it, Sweeper
Spinning round and round, Click click
Pull it, pull it, trigger
What are you doubting? What you waiting for?
Now you’re closer, right in front of me
1, Uh, 2, Uh
On three, pull the trigger
GIMME GIMME GIMME GIMME
GIMME GIMME GIMME GIMME GIMME
Chiki chiki boom, paw
We gotta go
You gotta
GIMME GIMME GIMME GIMME
GIMME GIMME GIMME GIMME GIMME
Time to go
Wave the flow
Wild, fast, furious
That’s my instinct, don’t you know?
Step on it, keep rolling, rolling
Into the fiery chaos, Go
My eyes are filled with you, Whoa
Maybe I’ll swallow you whole again
We can’t get enough
This thirst knows no end
I can’t hold back, Oh
In the face of your existence
Wanna eat you like a carnivore
GIMME GIMME GIMME GIMME
GIMME GIMME GIMME GIMME GIMME
Brrrrrr-ah!
We gotta go
You gotta
GIMME GIMME GIMME GIMME
GIMME GIMME GIMME GIMME GIMME
Time to go
(GIMME GIMME now)
Never
Turn away
GIMME GIMME GIMME
(GIMME)
GIMME GIMME GIMME
(GIMME)
GIMME GIMME GIMME
1, 2, 3, 4, 5 To 6
GIMME GIMME GIMME
(Whoa!)
GIMME GIMME GIMME
(Whoa!)
GIMME GIMME GIMME
(Whoa!)
1, 2, 3, 4, 5 To 6
(Whoa!) GIMME
(Whoa! whoa!) GIMME GIMME
(Whoa!) GIMME
1, 2, 3, 4, 5 To 6
(Whoa!) GIMME
(Whoa! whoa!) GIMME GIMME
(Whoa!) GIMME
1, 2, 3, 4, 5 To 6
2025.02.04.
Graffiti
Graffiti, graffiti, graffiti, graffi–
Graffiti, graffiti
I’ll shake it hard, scatter it, spray
Paint the boring streets that make you yawn
Oh, color it with vibrant hues
Groovy, groovy time, enjoy it joyfully
Someone clicks their tongue (No-oh)
Scold me for causing a nuisance (No-oh)
No matter what they say, nonstop
Wanna do, wanna do, climb onto the board
Cut through the wind as I ride
Hidden on the walls
Even strangers
Want to become friends
This is a sign for you
Creating a new world
Baby, if you really want it, want it
Come closer to me, I’m so curious
Let’s go, we go
Fill it up, fill it up, graffiti
Let’s go, we go
Let it all out, let it all out (What’s in your mind, what you need)
Paint it, freely
Don’t care, do it your way
Unfold the feelings that rise
Express them as they are, graffiti
Graffiti, graffiti, graffiti, graffi–
I’m oblivious, so I don’t read the room (Nope)
If I draw a line, I’ll paint it thicker, overflowing
Urban canvas, call me, right now
Overthinking is a luxury, so let’s mess it up fine
(Ayy) Tagging, walking
Every minute, I leave my presence deeply
(Ayy) Mix in sincerity
Mix it up, mix it up, mix it up (I’m so curious)
Let’s go, we go
Fill it up, fill it up, graffiti
Let’s go, we go
Let it all out, let it all out (What’s in your mind, what you need)
Paint it, freely
Don’t care, do it your way
Unfold the feelings that rise
Express them as they are, graffiti (Oh)
It’s okay to paint all the dreams I’ve hidden
Dye it, dye it, without regret, baby (I want it)
The view spreading at my fingertips
Will be the most perfect picture (Hey)
Fill it up, fill it up, we can’t stop
We’ve got this
Come closer to me
Baby, let’s go
Let’s go, we go
Fill it up, fill it up, graffiti
Let’s go, we go (Ooh, ooh)
Let it all out, let it all out (What’s in your mind, what you need)
Paint it, freely
Don’t care, do it your way
Unfold the feelings that rise
Express them as they are, graffiti
2025.02.04.
The Loud House Credits Theme
Eleven brothers
Always together, no matter what
A quirky family (family)
Even if we fight and argue sometimes
We still love each other
A quirky family (family)
Laundry piles up like a mountain
Snacks are always running out
The line for the bathroom is always long
The couch is always too cramped
It’s always chaotic
A quirky family
2025.02.04.
The Loud House Opening
Noisy older sisters
Rowdy younger siblings
Every day is chaotic (so chaotic!)
Even when going to the bathroom
Or when eating meals
Surviving at home is tough!
No one can stop us siblings!
We’re unstoppable!
We’re an extraordinary family
Lincoln and his sisters
All together, eleven of us
Surviving in Lincoln’s house!
Poo-poo!