Leïla Huissoud - La niaise dalszöveg fordítás angol nyelvre
Silly girl
The time has come to leave,
without anyone to go to.
I don't know what to plan for,
but no desire means no regrets.
The time has come to puke
on this bunch of surly faces,
to whom I no longer know what to smile,
to whom I no longer know what to say.
There has been much talk about the era
and these kids who no longer know how to love,
but since there are stocks to liquidate,
the logistics churns out babies.
The silly girl would rather not turn stupid,
just a small matter of subtelty.
Some say for too much faith in men
some girls eventually get screwed.
Pick your notebook and become
all that you could never stand.
Write down the angst and the sorrow,
nobody dies without emptying onself.
We thought we would start from scratch
and be successful on our own,
with hands full of emptiness,
can you picture my pretty face?
Smile lost along the way
because nobody likes it anymore,
as the kid turns into a dog,
and the dog starts growling.
There had indeed been talks about faith,
the one you put where you can,
but when there is room for a cross,
chances are it will sound hollow.
You might say 'you still have your guitar,
your love is your music'.
Now I tell you, music is my desperation:
an drunkard of a spinster
who demands to see me every night
to assess my guts.
She takes whatever she pleases and has her fun
exposing it in front of the audience.
It should have been one of these songs
where the tiny bit of hope shows up in the end,
that won't let you jump off the bridge
without a harness nor a cushion.
Do whatever you want with my translations. I'm not rich enough to sue you anyway.
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2024.11.24.
EMILIA • WRONG ADDRESS
An old story, you and I, once in love, a perfect tie.
We were happy, heart to heart, but now we’ve fallen apart.
I’m just a memory—get used to it!
Go to her now, let anger hit.
Run away, just leave me be.
I’ve had enough of your lies, you see.
You deserve to be alone in pain
No turning back—it’s all in vain.
At night, you’d call me, craving more.
With her, was it better than before?
My number’s gone, don’t try to find,
I’ve left it all behind.
When I was hurting, where did you stay?
With someone else, you chose to play.
Drink all you want—it won’t make me care.
Search for me, but I’m not there.
Remember the days I hid my tears?
Now you burn with the same fears.
Keep your words, they mean no more,
You killed the love we had before.
2024.11.24.
I will Win (I Wanna Be a Hero) credits version
Starting a long journey...
Opening a new page
I will win! (Win!)
Pokémon for the advanced!
(The advanced!)
I will win! (Win!)
I will touch the clouds...
And I'll prove to everyone...
Who's the best, the best in the world...
I will win!
Pokémon!
2024.11.24.
Heavenly clouds
Oh, heavenly clouds, eternal wanderers!
Over an azure steppe, a pearly brethren
Akin to myself, you travelers hasten
From the dear north to course southern.
Then who is exiling you: is it fate’s verdict?
Is it the envy concealed? Is it malice in the open?
Or is there a crime that levees a burden?
Could it be slander by friends that is poison?
No, you are fatigued by fields that stay barren…
Foreign are passions to you and the suffering alien
Always cold-bloodied, always independent,
You have no homeland, know not of banishment.
2024.11.24.
The solitary man of the night
The solitary man of the night, I am
The seal of silence upon my lips
I have departed, solitary and dejected
Severed my heart from the all
The loneliest of the lonely, sorrowful and disgraced
The one alone and without a tomorrow, that is me
The solitary man of the night, I am
The seal of silence upon my lips
The solitary man of the night, I am
Hundreds of untold stories linger on my lips
I have departed from your city
Packed my rucksack and left
Without the worry of tomorrow, with only myself, alone
The wanderer of these nights, that is who I am
Without the worry of tomorrow, with only myself, alone
The wanderer of these nights, that is who I am
The solitary man of the night, I am
The seal of silence upon my lips
The solitary man of the night, I am
Hundreds of untold stories linger on my lips