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Oxxxymiron - dalszöveg fordítás angol nyelvre

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Pantelleria

Stars over Pantelleria1
And over a riad, hidden from the whole world in a medina2
Through the canopy3
They flicker like your eyes in the night

In a planetarium in the middle of the desert
Night clouds hang like stucco
Reminding us of the Empire style of apartments
In that Stalinist skyscraper where we lived3

The tree grows deep, you know
The trembling waters are an valuable treasure
The tree blossoms and gives a sign
Carefully nourishes you and leads away

Broken mosaic under the foliage
Abandoned park from a series of dreams
May you always be kept by your
Special detachment of lions roaming the water

On the days when it's slush outside, turn on the beat
You'll remember Capri and Amalfi
Atlas and Alps, distant lighthouses
Lazy summer in the courtyard
This is not a verse - this is a talisman

Stars over Pantelleria
And over a riad, being hidden from the whole world in a medina
They blessed your steps along the way
Looking from under the Virgin Mary's handkerchief

Grapes, dates, pomegranates, figs
Outside your beauty they are bitterer than wormwood
As the drunken Hasid told us, twisting
Next year in Jerusalem4

Gloom, moon over Africa
Even in the theater of operations, an intermission is taken
You are at the gates to the park, look
Jacques Majorelle and Yves Saint Laurent are walking there5

They snake through arches of grasses
Gravel underfoot creaks to the beat
Maghreb is snoring, the dial says tick-tock
And it's so blue that the flowers are sleeping, blinking their petals

Garden is covered with ceramics and marble
The trail is entwined with blackthorn and laurel
A bird lands on a palm tree
A lion is sitting, mirroring in the water

They patrol the perimeter of your sleep
As long as your strength is dormant
Let them grow, the cold will subside, evaporate
Over the alley, don't forget that spring is ahead
If the city goes crazy, it means the sun will soon rise
But until then

Stars over Pantelleria
And over a riad, hidden from the whole world in a medina
Through the canopy
They flicker like your eyes in the night

Grapes, dates, pomegranates, figs
Outside your beauty they are bitterer than wormwood
As the rabbi told the muezzin:
'Look at the stars over Pantelleria'

1. Pantelleria (Italy) is an island in the Mediterranean between Tunisia and the Apennine Peninsula.
2. A riad is a traditional Moroccan house or palace with an interior garden or courtyard. Medina is the old part of an Arab city.
Canopy is a curtain, a cover around the bed, covering from light, sounds, dust.
4. Among Jews, after the end of the Seder Pesach service, outside of Jerusalem, the words 'Next year in Jerusalem' are traditionally said. The author is of Jewish origin himself.
5. Jacques Majorelle is a French orientalist artist (this genre is characterized by the so-called 'dialogue of cultures' - West and East), who traveled a lot, and was inspired, among other things, by Italy.
Yves Saint Laurent is a French fashion designer (“high fashion”), who noted, in particular, that he was inspired in his work by the works of painters: “... I always strive for the purity of the lines of Matisse.”

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BobB - Putin's War Drags On dalszöveg fordítás

2024.11.23.

Putin's War Drags On

Putin's war drags on and on
Since his forces invaded Ukraine.
For two years now, Russian soldiers
Have followed his orders. Imagine the pain!

Actually, the Russian attack
Dates way back to twenty-fourteen
When Putin stole Ukrainian land.
The current invasion's a bloodier scene.

Life goes on for the rest of the world.
We work we play we party we feast.
Ukrainians are suffering,
But some people don't care in the least.

Extremist Republicans who kiss
The ring of king Trump, do not care
If Ukraine falls, or if the country
Is torn to shreds by the eastern bear.

If Putin is victorious, then
Other countries may fall as well.
People will suffer, and what's more,
The Russian brute will be hard to repel.

Pressure on Putin and aid to Ukraine
Are two ways to put an end to the war.
The dictator already has
A great deal to answer for.

Halloween Hopes - Tiny Trunk Tyrant dalszöveg fordítás

2024.11.23.

Tiny Trunk Tyrant

You are a ruler of the largest country
You're lying Tsar of misinformation
You are a ruler of the largest country
You're lying Tsar of misinformation

You are a ruler of the largest country
You're ruthless King of KGB killers
You're lying Tsar of misinformation
You are a Tyrant with a tiny penis

You had appeared from a secret spy lair
As a sidekick of a drunkard leader
You brown nosed sneaky way to the top chair
Waged dirty wars with proud highland people

You played the system screwing it over
Your friend Winnie the Pooh bear kept your throne warm
You killed or jailed all worthy opponents
Then you began this gore Ukrainian war

You are a ruler of the largest country
You're ruthless King of KGB killers
You're lying Tsar of misinformation
You are a Tyrant with a tiny penis
Tiny Tyrant with a tiny penis
Tiny Tyrant with a tiny penis
Tiny Tyrant with a tiny penis
With a tiny penis, with a tiny penis
Ты тиран с маленькой писькой
Ты тиран с маленькой писькой
Ты тиран с маленькой писькой
С маленькой писькой, с маленькой писькой

Your missiles are your penis extensions
Look at these mighty and sexy shapes
Tanks, cannons and jets are your viagra pills
Without them it's small and down in shames

You are high on your doom nuclear weapons
You're drunk on sweet blood of your victims
Still, it won't help with your limp tiny thing
And you are hated just like Adolph Hitler

You will be judged by your own saddest people
You've sent great country back to the dark ages
Burn in hot Hell you bloodthirsty dictator
This is what on your grave will be written:

You are a ruler of the largest country
You're ruthless King of KGB killers
You're lying Tsar of misinformation
You are a Tyrant with a tiny penis
Tiny Tyrant with a tiny penis
Tiny Tyrant with a tiny penis
Tiny Tyrant with a tiny penis
With a tiny penis, with a tiny penis
Ты тиран с маленькой писькой
Ты тиран с маленькой писькой
Ты тиран с маленькой писькой
С маленькой писькой, с маленькой писькой

Tiny Tyrant...
Tiny Tyrant...
Tyrant...

Álvaro Soler - Dicen dalszöveg fordítás

2024.11.23.

Dicen

[Verso 1]
Dicen que
Dicen que la vida es corta, hay que vivirla ya
Dicen que hay que aprovechar el tiempo
Pero a mí no me va tanto la velocidad
Dicen que
Dicen que este mundo no es de sueños y que hay que trabajar
Dicen que no hay tiempo ni descuentos
Suerte que yo nunca he sido mucho de escuchar

[Estribillo]
Y ahora estamos tú y yo
Solos en la habitación
Y no hay nadie más que
Pueda еntrometerse еn mis sueños
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, ah, ah

[Verso 2]
Quiero que
Quiero que el rencor pierda memoria y no haya nada que envidiar
Quiero que entendamos que la guerra
Nunca, nunca podrá ser en nombre del amor

[Estribillo]
Y ahora estamos tú y yo
Solos en la habitación
Y no hay nadie más que
Pueda entrometerse en mis sueños
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, ah, ah

Bozhychi - Полька 'двадцять третя' (танець) (Polʹka 'dvadtsyatʹ tretya') dalszöveg fordítás angol nyelvre

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