Dalszöveg fordítások

Milva - Serenata a Surriento dalszöveg fordítás angol nyelvre




English
Translation

Serenade to Sorrento





Sorrento, gentle
Sigh of love
Delight of this heart
You are a bouquet
With the scent of flowers
With the kisses of the sea
Even the dearest things
You would make them forgotten
Even the dearest things
You would make them forgotten
 

Sorrento, Sorrento
This sky, these gardens
This air, these beaches
They are made to enchant
Sorrento, Sorrento
This sky, these gardens
This air, these beaches
They are made to enchant
 

Sorrento, gentle
Garden of the fairies
Anyone who looks at you
Is enchanted
Those who are far from you
Think of you with nostalgia
And dream of the moment
Of returning to you
And dream of the moment
Of returning to you
 

Sorrento, Sorrento
This sky, these gardens
This air, these beaches
They are made to enchant
Sorrento, Sorrento
This sky, these gardens
This air, these beaches
They are made to enchant
 

Sorrento, Sorrento
This sky, these gardens
This air, these beaches
They are made to enchant
Sorrento, Sorrento
This sky, these gardens
This air, these beaches
They are made to enchant
 




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2024.11.22.

Polka 'Twenty-Third' (dance)





The Polish girl went to harvest rye, |
But she forgot to take the sickle. | 2
She took the sickle but forgot the grain,
And that Polish girl was at home.
 

The Polish girl went to harvest rye, |
But she forgot to take the sickle. | 2
She took the sickle but forgot the grain, |
And that Polish girl was at home. | 2
 

The Polish girl went to harvest rye, |
But she forgot to take the sickle. | 2
She took the sickle but forgot the grain, |
And that Polish girl was at home.' | 2
 


2024.11.22.

The Cossack rode off to war (prolonged)





The Cossack rode off to war,
Said: 'Farewell, my dear girl.
Oh farewell, dark-browed maiden, |
I'm off to foreign lands. | 2
 

I'm off to foreign lands',
'Oh go, my sweet one, dark-browed one, |
And return to Ukraine'. | 2
 

'Give me, my dear, a kerchief,
Perhaps I'll perish in battle,
The dark night will cover my eyes, |
And I'll rest easier in the grave. | 2
 

I'll rest easier in the grave',
Oh on that grave a dark crow |
Sits sadly and caws. | 2
 

Sits sadly and caws,
Oh no one hears, oh no one sees, |
Where the Cossack's body lies. | 2
 

Where the Cossack's body lies,
Halya walks, the girl who cries every evening, |
Where the Cossack's body lies. | 2
 


2024.11.22.

The Cossack returned from a campaign (joking song)





The cossack was coming from campaign
During frost and bad weather
Almost freezing to death - (2)
He walked into the pub.
 

He took off his uniform and the glasses,
Broke the uniform to shreds,
And he went to dance. | 2
 

After he danced and jumped enough
He said goodbye to a beatiful maiden,
He stepped out onto the porch,
Whistled into the ring –
A black horse comes running.
 

He mounts the horse,
But the horse gambols under him
By the green meadow,
By the green meadow!
 

Oh, across the meadow, meadow, meadow,
The girls sit all around.
He didn't find the girls,
So he went to the widow.
 

He kissed and caressed her,
Pulled her by the shoulders,
They shouted, 'Hurrah!' | 2
 

Oh hurrah, hurrah, hurrah!
A misfortune has occurred,
Not a big one,
But not a small one either.
 

That this Saturday
We finished all the work,
And rushed to the tavern. | 2
 

We drank tea, ate rolls,
Cheated the tavern keeper,
Smoked tobacco. | 2
 

After smoking tobacco,
We lay on our sides –
And that's the whole story,
It ended.
 

‒ Roll around!
 


2024.11.22.

Someone loved me





Someone loved me
I remember it
Because my pale, gray lips
Were happy again
Flushed with blood
And with deep emotions
Too bold to share with friends
 

Someone loved me
And in my eyes
There was a bright light that
I have never found again
I remember it
That bright light that
I have never found again
 

Someone loved me
Something was reborn
 

And for a time
That was never written down
In any calendar
But it doesn't matter
Those were powerful days beyond
Anything I could imagine
I didn’t need a diary