Mithridatis - dalszöveg fordítás angol nyelvre

English

So that I don't owe them

Act I

Government with the spoon and fork as a symbol
and a golden boy suddenly you have as a tyrant
A Prime Minister, who has at the side
every secretary, substitute as a frontman
everyone [is] The Birds of the excellent [aristos] and funny
and I would say 'Alright man, I guess he's joking,
our Louis XIV, our master, our anax'
if the world didn't swallow all day Xanax
Minister of disgust and primitiveness
is giving wide handed lessons of hegemony
But the Ministry of Anointing and of the cave
too gives other dimension in the essence of vulgar
Feathers and perfumes, all the rights
in the night's matters, automatically
abomination laws are passed, in the dirt
devil scatterings are the wind gatherings
Constitutional divergence, without shame
a psychotropic situation, without dope
Eight hour work, it's a banality
and every overtime, will be unpaid
outside the church, the worshippers
protest gathering? 'Eh, no man'
For every question of yours, they have a platoon
a nation in dystopia and captivity
Groups of suppression for you to be safe
in patrol cars the state is consistent
And blue uniforms inside the universities to show anger
on the students beating and chemical
Listen to the most reassuring
to have special force policemen in the living room too
you know, under the air conditioner
and you wouldn't want, my man, not even an alarm
He even speaks of growth, the foolie functional
he fancies ridicule international
And Brussels are having a true laugh
while the neighbors are throwing ships in the Aegean
that's why he bought a frigate, the fateful boy
the cataclysmic, what do you want, pleb?
'The most appropriate' in the fixed poll
for the middleman, with negligible monthly [salary]
Framed with governmental smart alecks
filled CVs, with alpha privatives
The unbelievably foolish and without regret
obviously unpunished, but seldom seen
unbearably undaunted and ignorant of history
the borrowed and unreturned and uncompromising
The pal, the agreed, the chosen one transferred
and the one that resembles lead and gold carved candle
Millions from here to some relative
for masks to be made by the one who fixes toilet flushes
Gift the assignment, for some repairs
to sisters-in-law, relatives-in-law, thefts and such
in secrecy, paranoia in the chronicles of Narnia
so many scandals that don't fit even in a Scania
Honey is the deficit and it's their concern
to leave a rubble, again in their name

Act II

I have sixth sense, I see dead people
sucking on the presidential nipple
Voters, wanderers passers-by
only loyal to football shirts
Gizmo is morphed into Gremlin with food
and the apolitical in starvation becomes fascismo
Far-right foundational corner stone
the goats are looking for a scapegoat
Scatter to me again the Skopje matters, on purpose
ancient helmet, broom, pounding
While refugee children, inside muddy waters
they're sinking, the attempts in painful swamp dreams
Cunningly the ones saying 'On the one side yes, but...' with bad temper
They have the problem, therefore they are cowards
Myriads voted for a whole life chicken thieves
they can't stand it anymore and they decided to vote for murderers
May you have a little job and wherever the scale turns
Helenes with one L, this scourge
You were acting like Hugh Hefner, with foreign wallet?
Now for decoration you have the tin pot
You are a snub in a 'low-assed' country
endlessly hillbilly alternative with a hole in the aerosole
having a great opinion, always abstaining
only a little you are a slave, as much as the liberal elephant steps
Look for comfort mister Pantelis, idiot
get used to the dildo and it will be comfortable
Again for the people, not even a doorknob man
you give ass and I will give pain in the polarization
Everything in corruption and in camphor
tragedy doesn't make a difference and whistle ignorantly
you are interested in loving your ass with passion
don't let conscience play various tricks on you
You think you are a master, but you are pleb
do you feel like a small bourgeois or like a small ridicule?
For sure you belong in the right category?
Are you the son of 'Take everything' or the son of 'Take the three'?
Yes, you are not the first, neither the last
you are in between, thus just accidental ones
and it's best to be last, rather than finished
because the last one closes door as he enters

Act III

Information from the Mass Media and woe
and everything is upside down like a right wheeled car
The common opinion's formation,
in below average perception and culture
Appropriate wording in the sentence with fanaticism
learning by heart makes sensation with sewage
Fooling, isolation and dazzling
the eyebrow is exhausted from being raised
Rusted mouths with plugs in the channel
the corpses are dragged on their knees inside the panel
They are mopping saliva, they are lighting up manuals
the devastation under the rug to launder bags
Airing to the tombola, with the euros as a fan
so you scumbags, [do] whatever the channels order
The current affairs in the principality
fakelicious, like a rotten show and reality
Shush, silence and be silent, the TV is speaking now
it's the form of government that the country has now
Rich [are] the gifts, speculative reports
it is debunked, the misinformation every hour
Everyone in your beds until the tempest is over
and 'Naturellement' will say the Pasta Flora
Front pages for every chief shepherd
the shit is going everywhere throwing them in a helix
Today fake news, they are calling their propaganda
with a paper mush made of euros, you can make a statue
Our leader in the set, for an encounter tête-à-tête
asks Pinochhio, answers Pinochet
Opinion making journalism
the regime's is being crafted the holy image
But don't be anxious, 'Hakuna Matata'
Don't be more of a terrorist than you must
No cat no damage, couch potato
awesome the news for the royal-blooded villager
I hope all the data are never known
because everyone will become festive pinata

Act IV

And here comes the pandemic, the fateful encounter
everyone in hysteria, a tempest in the brain
Everything in your life became a crime
'save yourself' is exuding a stench
The misery of the many, bulimia of the few
'the wolf in the turbulence...', the saying goes
Macabre statistics, are climbing uphill
and the state keeps a distance, in the 'logic but costly'
Easy the plan, to save the people
get locked in the attic, punishment and beating
Break the quarantine, a small salary for fine
with raw authoritarianism, intimidation and sadism
With the virus as a pretext for prohibition
with the motto 'Shit on the National Health System and make an oratory
shit on the recession and industries in shrinking
shit on debts and the locks in accumulation'
No way they will be recruited, doctor or a nurse
and the head of the clinic to become, a beggar and a thief?
No way they will invest a peanut for an ICU
everyone who gets sick should go home, to listen at Megadeth
Safety measures, with hope as a boat
measures that have the seal of responsibility exemption
Measures from balls that go around in a ballot
the conclusion, measures that are clenching your carotid
And I can't stand yet another oxymoron measure
[of social] class, ephemeral but permanent and painful
'Personal responsibility' says her highness
unless you belong to the government or you are her boss
Now get out, visitors, tourismo
Now it's your fault, dungeon and isolation
Safe, without income and enclosed
so he can wander, the Carefree-made
Funny dynasty that is flirting with the seven-year [junta]
and the Constitution [Syntagma], just a name on a square
Scientific committee is preaching
the ones who are kissing the priest's hand
But you don't catch it in good God's home
but know that kimono is a religion too
Infectious disease specialists entered violently our lives
they are everywhere Beaker and Doctor Honeydew
Fearmongers in the TV windows are dragging their corpses
and I'm laughing like Mr. Boutias in 'Erotodikio'
the detention center, you want to become familiar
with an sms to the pharmacy, for a sublingual pill
go [to] work on the bus and [be] at home at nine
so, bread, olive and COVID-19
Without freedoms, but don't be greedy
you have Netflix, you have the Apple Store too
Every home the labyrinth of Pan
the mother is beating the child and the child the mother
Old and young, telework, teleducation
and our lives from now on, with telechain
Assembly at home isn't allowed anymore
and the neighbor turns into a snitch
What bad luck, that the pandemic arrived
and the many's nuts turned to macadamia
Others careful and others stand on guard
others in everything 'X' and others in guilt
others in nature, vacation with acceptance
others don't have anymore tolerance to abstinence
or tolerance to another decree from the Occupation
neither patience for your opinion and explanation
Give a package to the minions of Kaiser
and I hope the billions are GoodPfizer
And when is reached the immunity in the herd
we will see how many bees will be left in the hive
and in the end, after Covid's blaze
how many idiots and waste, will exit without being hurt

Act V

The liar, the pretentious, urges for compliance
make a toast, to muteness and deafness
Eyelid fall, in your sluggish speech
Take your 'correct' and stuff it in your rectum
Stuff poetry to get shares
no speech for mobilization, though
Make a statement, make a declaration to me
and let the children arrange the protest
Okay I don't expect from you to tear a lion in half
and grow a pair between the legs
Hypocritical the critic and decorative
disgusting seems self critic to you
More correct than all the correct ones
more Chosen [Christos] than Jesus
and maybe more equal than the equals
you enjoy and bet on hate rhetoric
The fake solidary, doesn't want the discrimination
until the log out and the application is turned off
The same one, who if the person next to him drops dead
he doesn't give a goodbye fuck

Act VI

It's known everyone has opinions
and in the internet the coin has a thousand sides
With your stupidity in profiles en face
easily synapses, you can cut in half
Every scroll, stoning and aphorism
plethora of trolls, working by the hour
Flesh eating comments, clicks of support
by Death Eaters of Lord Voldemort
The battle will be judged, on the keyboard
on unfollows, on blocks, on mutes and on reports
The one side shouts 'goats', the other side shouts 'sheep'
and both of them follow after the downfall
More are the comments of every hateful one
than the takes of the dick of Giannis Kokiasmenos
From the other side the madam, doesn't sweat
The leftover food isn't good if you have WiFi
Yes babe, post the cute puppy
a lettuce, next to it a cup of tea and in the background a bonsai
Filter for the jaw fat, nails, thighs beach
Selfie in the location... 'Anesthesia'

Act VII

And we the artists the parasites
are swallowing the insults, unchewed
from idiots, yuppie golden boys
amoebas calling us lazy
The appointed ones are singing pretentiously
The fixed up ones are acting like Marcel Marceau
And the stars acting like tourists to me
the morning jobs, even the hobbyists are freaking
The artists stranded, with tied hands and feet
and inside the end of the world, necessity or luxury?
'Here the world is ending, leave the theater
where in the end, they are all perverse'
It is comfortable that the situation is a disgrace
who cares if they are starving?
In the television feast, labors are being burned like piece of wood
you will get the ass pocket's fluff as a stimulus
The authority's chosen, for communication
not even after the pandemic will they have a handshake
That's why I am not a worker of art
I am her husband and her hidden lover

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Hátrahagytak

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Üdvözlök Mindenkit, kérem maradjanak a helyükön
A műsor hamarosan kezdődik

Íme a horror
A megbánás árnyékában rejtőznek
Természetesen nem tudhatod
De kikényszerítek egy új ítéletnapot
Ezen a napon megfizetsz
Tisztelet azoknak akik az elméd és az emberek között rejtőznek
Szóval foglalj helyet és rettegj
A félelmek elkezdik a végső rituálét
Csak egy testre van szükségünk, hogy teljesek legyünk
És amikor ez a nap eljőn nem fogsz már kilépni azokon az ajtókon
Velünk fogsz élni
A sötétségben
Ahogy belülről széttépünk

Hátrahagytak
Ez az összes kínzás abbamarad
Én sosme voltam az a fajta
Ha visszatekernéd
Akkor megtalálnál
Ahogy hátrahagytak
Itt az esélyed fuss és búj el
Mindig megtalállak
Az éjszaka többé már nem ragyog
A könnyeid isteniek
Az enyém leszel

Íme a terror
Nem hinnéd el mit tettem veled
Újraalkottalak, oh milyen aranyos
De te elfordúltál
Most én vagyok a porondmester
Ebben a horror játékban
Felhasználok minden árnyékot higgy nekem
Foglalj helyetés ragadd meg a fényt
A könnyeid lassan felszáradnak
A sötét gondolatok
Ez bennünk a közös
Felhasználom magam, hogy teljes legyen
Barhogy is legyen az udvariasságból nem engedünk
Más szóval felajáljuk neked a legsötétebb szenvedélyünk
Vedd le azt a szemkötőt ami gyógyít
És fedd fel haldokló lelked

Hátrahagytak
Ez az összes kínzás abbamarad
Én sosme voltam az a fajta
Ha visszatekernéd
Akkor megtalálnál
Ahogy hátrahagytak
Itt az esélyed fuss és búj el
Mindig megtalállak
Az éjszaka többé már nem ragyog
A könnyeid isteniek
Az enyém leszel

Hogy mered bemocskolni a hazugságomat
Végül is csak engedj le minket

Ismét újjászülettem
A jelmezeinket helyrehozták
Új élet lélegzik a sírjainkban ma este
Fogalmad sincs mi járt újra és újra az eszünkben
Ne késleltesd a leghalálosabb bukásunkat
Nem hagyhatunk életben

Mindez a kinzás abbamarad
Vedd el a törött bűneinkből
Nincs hely hova mehetnénk, de ezt tudhatnád
Itt az esély fuss és menekülj
De a halál úgyis elér
Ne húzz vissza többé

Mindent felfyújtottak!
(Élve égettek el!)
Bohócokká tettek minket
(De a lelkünk feltámad!)

Ahogyan a bolond mondta a királynak:
Rossz híreket hoztam
Az éjszaka most kezdődik

Hátrahagytak
Ez az összes kínzás abbamarad
Én sosme voltam az a fajta
Ha visszatekernéd
Akkor megtalálnál
Ahogy hátrahagytak
Itt az esélyed fuss és búj el
Mindig megtalállak
Az éjszaka többé már nem ragyog
A könnyeid isteniek
Az enyém leszel

Reméljük élvezted a műsort
Mélyen odalent a sírodban

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In the wilderness of sound

I make the night a breath
to blow in your body
oh my sweetheart
crack, seal again.

And a breeze to blow
in both your eyes
inside my hands
crack, seal again.

And let the shadows tremble
on the white of a wall
in the wilderness of sound.

I make the night a whisper
to come and to betray to you
how much i love you
Touch, laugh again.

And an awkward kiss
the lips will unite
I won't find a word
Touch, laugh again.

And let the shadows tremble
on the white of a wall
in the wilderness of sound.

Adem Ekiz Beşköylü - Εγομώθανε Τ' Ομάτια μ' dalszöveg fordítás angol nyelvre

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My eyes are teared up

My eyes are teared up from thinking and crying
The pains of my heart, I'll tell to the whole world

The village's fields came to my memory again
I miss my mother, my mountains and my father

The door of my heart is closed from troubles
I'm standing in the door as a stranger

The village's fields came to my memory again
I miss my mother, my mountains and my father

When I'm hungry I eat blood, when I'm thirsty I drink tears
My hair turned white and my soul is coming out of me

The village's fields came to my memory again
I miss my mother, my mountains and my father

I think of the old times, I always think of coming back
My fate is to smell the fields

The village's fields came to my memory again
I miss my mother, my mountains and my father

If I die here, take me to the mountains guys
I don't want water neither food, just the birds

The village's fields came to my memory again
I miss my mother, my mountains and my father

I've walked through villages and places
Like you Trabzon, I saw nothing else in the world

The village's fields came to my memory again
I miss my mother, my mountains and my father
Hey my bird

Hearts of Soul - Jij Maakt Me Gelukkig dalszöveg fordítás angol nyelvre

2024.10.10.

You Make Me Happy

You make me happy
When I see you
Then I feel lovely and glad
But when you go
Then I feel a tear
Then something breaks in me

Dry my tears first
Don't go now
We hear together
Stay for a bit now
Dream of my life

You are really the first man
With which I would like to share everything I have
All that you ask of me I want to do
Whatever you will give me
With a treasure
Dear it wasn't much
You make me happy
With a kiss

You are my whole life
You live in my heart
Love rules us together
Do you sometimes see me cry
Then it's not smart
Only a tear of joy

Dry my tears first
Don't go now
We hear together
Stay for a bit now
Dream of my life

You are really the first man
With which I would like to share everything I have
All that you ask of me I want to do
Whatever you will give me
With a treasure
Dear it wasn't much
You make me happy
With a kiss

You are really the first man
With which I would like to share everything I have
All that you ask of me I want to do
Whatever you will give me
With a treasure
Dear it wasn't much
You make me happy
With a kiss