Lucky Luke - I Balatha To' Dalton (Η Μπαλάντα των Ντάλτον) dalszöveg fordítás angol nyelvre
The Ballad of the Daltons (greek version)
The story I'm about to tell you is true
Of the most famous cowboy that exists on earth
That will pull his gun faster than his shadow
We all know of your accomplishments
Of Lucky Luke, all the bad guys tremble
He'll catch them and send them to jail in a heartbeat (1)
In this story, he will hunt all the Daltons
Sit down and watch it comfortably
They came close to landing the coup of a lifetime
The world thanked Lucky Luke very much
The brothers again had to break stones all day long
And Rantanplan the dog agitated them even more
The Daltons are yet preparing to do harm
On the first occasion, they'll be at it again
For now, they might break earthen stones
But they're always ready to do wrong
Night in the desert has fallen heavily
And everyone was sitting around the fire
With words they were trying to persuade Lucky Luke
And some of them were given, to thank him
For the night, dear friends, can hide a lot
Like a coyote that may wake up and scream
But Dolly the mare is very shrewd
And she saves her master every time
Nature blossoms, and the weather is great
Butterflies fly under a blue sky
The little river flows gently
The rapids also smile down from above
But suddenly all this beauty comes to a stop
Here the desert begins, and the misfortune
It's an oven that will bake everything
And the sun always burns there, at every moment
The heat melts and burns all people
And noone is saved, not even the good guys
And an encampment, that had been right there
Looks now like a lost and empty parking lot
As the only residents found in this place
The snake remains, like this one here
And thirst will torture everyone who'll pass by
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There's no medicine for the fever
That catches all the people who are after gold
They dig, everyone of them, and they dig deep
And when they find a little, they dig yet again
For a few rocks of gold
They all go crazy, as if they had a fever
The whole world is looking for it everywhere
Yes, gold fever is a dangerous disease
This is what happens to anyone who dishonors
The bad guys lose, the good guys win
The Dalton's plans made shipwreck again
For the money all went to the orphans
For the heritage of Uncle Dalton
Went now to the poor kids, with god's forgiveness
And now again they play cheerfully
Gos has forgiven Uncle Henry, the old crook
So the Daltons went back to jail again
And they came to stay for a long time
Their dreams are still well known
Banks, stagecoaches and money
They thought what they did was dumb
Why did they ask Lucky Luke for his help ?
THe whole world knows that he is
A brave old man and very upright
And hereby, the signer of this writing greets you
The heaven for height, and the earth for depth, and the heart of kings is unsearchable. (Prov 25:3 KJV)
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2024.11.08.
Rubles worth nothing
(I want no K G B)
Look at them Russians, that’s not how you do it
They bomb their neighbors into smithereens
That ain’t workin’, that’s not how you do it
Rubles worth nothing and their press ain’t free
Now, that ain’t workin’. That’s not how you do it.
For someone smart, he is acting dumb.
If it’s true you want to make some renovations
Don’t bomb the place to Kingdom Come
Vladimir’s yearning for the Soviet Union
Rounding people up like KGB
He wants to be a big Liberator!
Czar Vladimir of the monarchy
See the great Vladimir riding bareback for the papers
What a photo opportunity!
He won’t let his people see the cities he’s been bombing
They won’t hear that he wrecked their economy
Vladimir’s yearning for the Soviet Union
Rounding people up like KGB
He wants to be a big Liberator!
Czar Vladimir of the monarchy
I should’a learned to work the Kremlin
I should’a learned to be Putin’s friend
Make myself a couple hundred million dollars
And hope he doesn’t shoot me in the end
And he’s gone nuts. What’s this? Ukraine invasion?
Destruction of their cities and their industry?
Oh, this ain’t workin’. That’s not how you do it.
Now your ruble’s worth nothing and their press ain’t free
Vladimir’s yearning for the Soviet Union
Rounding people up like KGB
He wants to be a big Liberator!
Czar Vladimir of the monarchy
Now this ain’t workin’, not the way you do it
This killing ain’t a good strategy
This ain’t work-in’! This ain’t how you do it.
Seen as a failure by posterity!
Rubles worth nothin’
Press ain’t free
Rubles worth nothin’
Press ain’t free
Rubles worth nothin’ (I want no, I want no)
Press ain’t free (I want no K G B)
Rubles worth nothin’ (I want no, I want no)
Press ain’t free (I want no K G B)
2024.11.08.
Bodiam Sky
always remember the two of us dreaming a world
we can dream to the end
sun coming up in a bodiam sky
and a promise that we’ll never change
or forget how it is to be young and in love
at the edge and alive
holding each other together forever and promising
never to die
or forget how it feels to be sealed with a kiss
in this dream of a world
at the edge of it all
sun going down in a bodiam sky
and a promise that we’ll never fall
or forget how this world is now
promised at the edge
holding each other and dreaming to the end
how this world is found
in love at the edge
young and alive and forever in the sun
how this world is ours
promised at the edge
holding each other and dreaming
in the end
holding each other and dreaming
in the end
dreaming
together
forever
2024.11.07.
Where's my head going?
I've forgotten everything I once loved.
And I have nothing left to look forward to
I don't want anything, and I don't want to hear your voice
I've lost my strength
Sober thoughts, tired body
I'm so sleepy
A hard morning and a hundred tries to make sense of it all.
Maybe I'm starting to go crazy.
I can't sleep again till morning
I've got a lot on my mind
Maybe I'm starting to go crazy.
Where's my head going?
2024.11.07.
Art for 100 (skit)
All my hopes are in shreds
Hundreds of empty dreams
I want so much to believe it's not serious
I can run away from the sun
Or hide from the rain
But no matter how hard I try
I can't run away from myself