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Ón bĕĭng ánd deŏntólŏgý -
Oŭr doúbt’s Hămléticál
Sŏ múch thăt wé’ll ĕnd úp caŭght úp ĭn ă Neŏlíthĭc spreé.
Gét sĭtŭátĕd ĭn yoŭr cáge, jŭst wátch ‘ĕm cóme ănd gó.
Ĭntéllĭgéntsiă KFC,
Ánd wébăhólĭc creéps,
Spónsŏrs ŏf Wéb-Căm Éxhĭbítiŏnísts Ănónўmoús.
Wĭth cúrioŭs mínds mĭxed úp wĭth dórks,
Nŏ-braínĕr Q’s ănd A’s,
Jŭst wáfflĭng ón clĭchés.
 
Whát ăre wĕ loókĭng fór? (Lócked ĭn fór)
Bĭg plót twĭsts wórth thĕ Nétflĭx
Mónthly̆ feé (Gét ‘ĕm freé)
Hĕll ór hĭgh wátĕr, pántă rhéĭ
Ănd síngĭng ín thĕ raín.
 
Chorus:
Tăke léssŏns óf Nĭrvánă
Wăs Búddha‿ŏn márijŭánă
Ă quártĕr óf ăn hóŭr ŏf glórў (Fŏr áll!)
Thĕ crówd lĕts oút ă mántră
Pŏlíte mĕn thrów ă tántrŭm
Thĕ nákĕd ápe stărts dáncĭng
Ŏ Wést ăccépt yoúr Kármă
Ŏ Wést ăccépt yoúr Kármă
Thĕ nákĕd ápe stărts dáncĭng
Ŏ Wést ăccépt yoúr Kármă.
 
Dróps gáthĕr ón hĭgh-brówed fŏreheáds
Faĭnt sméllĭng óf Chănél
Yoŭ wón’t bĕ áblĕ tŏ dĕtéct yoŭr kín bў meáns ŏf sméll.
Gĕt sápiĕns júst bў goóglĭng ít
Nĕwfoúnd cheăp Rítălín
Ŏpiúm ŏf póvĕrtý.
 
Loók fŏr Hŭmánĭtý (Mány‿ă thíng)
Măde ín Cŏmpútĕr Gráphĭcs
Séxfŭllý (Seék fŏr ít)
Hĕll ór hĭgh wátĕr, pántă rhéĭ
Ănd síngĭng ín thĕ raín.
 
Chorus:
Tăke léssŏns óf Nĭrvánă
Wăs Búddha‿ŏn márijŭánă
Ă quártĕr óf ăn hóŭr ŏf glórў (Fŏr áll!)
Thĕ crówd lĕts oút ă mántră
Pŏlíte mĕn thrów ă tántrŭm
Thĕ nákĕd ápe stărts dáncĭng
Ŏ Wést ăccépt yoŭr Kármă
Ŏ Wést ăccépt yoŭr Kármă
Thĕ nákĕd ápe stărts dáncĭng
Ŏ Wést ăccépt yoŭr Kármă.
 
Ănd whén ĕxístĕnce míssĕs oút
Mănkínd fălls béndĕd kneé
Thĕ Wést fălls fór ĭts Kármă
Thĕ Wést feĕls fór ĭts Kármă
Thĕ ápe gĕts úp ŏff groúnd
Námăsté (Entrée!)
 
Chorus:
Tăke léssŏns óf Nĭrvánă
Wăs Búddha‿ŏn márijŭánă
Ă quártĕr óf ăn hóŭr ŏf glórў (Fŏr áll!)
Thĕ crówd lĕts oút ă mántră
Pŏlíte mĕn thrów ă tántrŭm
Thĕ nákĕd ápe stărts dáncĭng
Dĕs Ábĕndlándĕs Kármă
Thĕ Wést bĕcómes ĭts Kármă
Thĕ nákĕd ápe stărts dáncĭng
Ŏ Wést ăccépt yoŭr Kármă.
 
Om
 


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További dalszöveg fordítások

2024.11.18.

My Home





For many years I did not see my home
I came across the sea
Viyo, viyo, brother of mine
Thus I am lucky to be already in my home.
 

Dear home, sisters and brothers,
Dear friends, I will soon see you again
Viyo, viyo, brother of mine,
Fast from the train into my town.
 

Already I see trees growing on the Planty
Smiling at me, as to an old acquaintance of theirs,
Viyo, viyo, brother drive
Is this a dream or reality?
 

Flying by, as if borne by the wind
Here's the ring, I hear the clock tolling
Viyo, viyo, brother drive
Each minute seems to me a year.
 

Entering the Jewish market section
Something in my heart is painful
Viyo, viyo, brother viyo,
Oh, how happy I felt here once.
 

Well known muddy roads greet me
Poor pitiful Jews in black coats
Viyo, viyo, brother viyo,
This is my first welcome back.
 

Grey streets, grey twisted alleys
Grey and fearful is all I meet
Viyo, viyo, brother viyo,
Jewish life here looks grey.
 

Jewish market stands filled with worries
Poor Jews, without a today and without a tomorrow
Viyo, viyo, brother viyo,
Poverty and want grows from hour to hour.
 

Did not find Malkale anymore, my sister,
Rifka impoverished, sick is poor Ester,
Viyo, viyo, brother viyo,
Also many friends are not here any longer.
 

Dear home, oh, in the course of years,
All my dear people have come to harm
Viyo, viyo, brother of mine,
Fast to the train, I can't stay here anymore.
 

Dear home, it drew me to you,
Now I run away from you as an arraw from its bow
Viyo, viyo, brother of mine,
Back to the land where the air is pure.
 


2024.11.18.

Bow-Wow





'Woof-woof!'
And a 'bow-wow!'
Calls echo in the city throughout the night
Tonight, we celebrate again
And the Sandman won't be seeing us this time
Tonight, we'll dance again
Let's throw our paws to the sky and rock 'n' roll
Sausages and soda
The same old gang o' dogs is back together again
 

A great party's getting planned
Music will ring through the streets
The dog's feeling the groove in its body
 

Dance away!
We've got dogs all throughout the streets
Party on!
Through the night and into the morning
Dance away!
Hands up, hey, now throw 'em in the air
Everybody come join in!
 

'Mew, mew!'
And a 'meow, meow!'
Alley cats are joining the party too
Awesome!
I mean, really, it's great
Can it get any better than this?
 

Now everybody's lined up
Paws are going to and fro
Roars of the party echo through the city
 

Dance away!
We've got dogs all throughout the streets
Party on!
Through the night and into the morning
Dance away!
Hands up, hey, now throw 'em in the air
Everybody come join in!
 

Dance away!
We've got dogs all throughout the streets
Party on!
Through the night and into the morning
Dance away!
Hands up, hey, now throw 'em in the air
Everybody come join in!
 

Come join in!
 

Yeah!
 


2024.11.18.

My Father, A Cohen





Of you, my hero, I am not afraid,
Just try to hit me!
As soon as my father hears about it,
You are going to get it!
 

Because my father is a Cohen
He doesn't understand a joke.
He can rip apart a person
When he gets angry.
 

Once, in the yard, Avremel,
pushed me forcefully,
And my father, red and furious
Ran out to him
 

But Avremel is lucky
For just then, at that moment,
His sick father died.
Oh, how lucky he is!
 

Because a Cohen must leave
The house where there lies a dead body.
Hit me: do you think there will always
Occur such a miracle?
 


2024.11.18.

Hot Mess





The world is crazy and loud
As if it’s spinning around
I get dizzy at dawn
 

Your silhouette at the end of
My tilted and upside-down vision
Your dangerous steps are funny
 

There’s no salvation anywhere
At times like that, I want to go crazier
 

I-I-I’m a hot mess
And you, you ain’t so different
In this dizzy world
I’m ruined with you
 

I’m a hot mess
Crumbling down harder
In this twisted world
It’s breaking down more clearly
 

It’s distorted, oh
Mess up my life some more
It’s all torn apart, oh
Mess up my life some more
 

Look at our shoulders that are struggling to breathe
And our faces in the mirror
We’re so funny
 

The moment we were burned by hot breath
The deep scars
Covered this moment For a moment
 

In time that seems to have stopped
The world that is becoming distant is quiet
 

I-I-I’m a hot mess
And you, you ain’t so different
In this dizzy world
I’m falling apart with you
 

I’m a hot mess
Crumbling down harder
In this twisted world
It’s breaking apart more clearly
 

It’s distorted, oh
It’s all torn apart, oh
 

It’s distorted, oh
Mess up my life some more