Rambo Amadeus - Smrt Popa Mila Jovovića (Смрт Попа Мила Јововића) dalszöveg fordítás angol nyelvre
Death of Father Milo Jovović
Death, death of Father Milo, Father Milo Jovović
Death of Father Milo, Father Milo Jovović
Death of Father Milo, Father Milo Jovović
In the days when Nikšić
Was attacked by the Montenegrins
When the time had come for it
To be no longer Turkish
In the Montenegrin camp
Near the Leković Tower
A slander was delivered to the Prince
Against Father Milo Jovović
And the the Prince summoned Milo
In the presence of all the Dukes
And said to him, 'Father Milo,
You're neither fish nor fowl
When Father Milo heard this
His hand flew to his sword
And the two eyes, like arrows
Flashed on the hajduk's face
The Dukes were alarmed
By the look of the mountain wolf
Thinking that he might draw
His weapon on the ruler of Montenegro
As if a sharp blade
Had cut his manly heart in two
He shouted, 'My Lord,
God be with you, what are you saying?'
So enraged he left
The Lord and the Dukes
And went off to his silky tent
With heavy thoughts in his mind
In his rage he grabbed his gusle
The thin strings rang out
Milo cried out like a falcon
And swore on his mother Ćetna
That he would go to the city of Nikšić
Alone, without any help, that same day
And challenge to a duel
The renowned Captain Mušović
He threw down his gusle and mounted his black horse
Crossed the river Zeta
And on his ferocious stallion
Rode across the fields to the city
The stallion flew down Rastoci
As if carried on wings
But the Turkish guards on the city walls
Spotted Father Milo
Father Milo is getting ever closer
To the Turks and their trenches
Driving to exhaustion
His fierce black stallion
As it becomes him
He's choosing Turkish families
Attacking the best defended trenches
And the worst city scoundrels
So that if he is to die
He would be killed by a hero
By the renowned and esteemed
Descendants of Idris
The Turkish guard stopped him
At the gates of Nikšić
He showed himself and ordered them
'Bring me Mušović!'
When the Turks heard this
They ran for the Captain
And a little later Mušović himself
Came to the city gates
And when he saw Father Milo
On his fierce black stallion
His was delighted
By his unexpected arrival
'What brings you this morning, Jovović?'
He said in a delighted voice
'Did you run away from the Montenegrin Prince
to seek refuge in my city?
'We'll accept you with both hands
We'll forgive everything you've done
Your life, harambasha,
Is safe with us.'
But Milo shouted: 'That's enough!
Stop being needlessly foolish!
I have come, o Captain
To challenge you to a duel!
'So get ready and come out,
and choose a place for the duel!'
These words like lighting
Struck the captain
His face grew pale before the hajduk
From the heroic Markovina
Because he knew that it was easy
To die by Milo's sword
He dared not accept the duel
Being scared for his life
And he forgot
The fame and history of his house
So instead, in his fear and cowardice
He signalled the guards on the tower
A volley rang out from the hill
And the priest fell dead to the ground
The black stallion bolted and ran
Back across the Zeta river
And upon Milo, with their swords
The Turks descended from the hill
They're bustling to be the first
To use their sword on the hero
Whose name is known
Even to Emperor Hamid in Istanbul
The dead priest was first reached
By Hasan Ferizović
The sword flashed, and the head fell
Into a puddle of blood
On the tallest city tower
On top of Mušović's headquarters
The Turks displayed the head
Of Father Milo Jovović
From the sharp oaken stake
Milo is looking from above
At the Turks jeering at him
And at their merriment in the city
A raven, the black bird
Was suddenly delighted
When he saw the bloody head
And now he's flying over the city
He's approaching the tower from above
To land on the city walls
And, as is his old custom,
To desecrate the manly head
And secretly, from the harem
The women are peering through the windows
To see the famous head
Of the Serb priest on top of the tower
Death of Father Milo, Father Milo Jovović
Death of Father Milo, Father Milo Jovović
Death of Father Milo, Father Milo Jovović
Death of Father Milo, Father Milo Jovović
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2024.11.26.
Interesting Woman
Do you know what trucks are for?
Do you know why there are stars and constellations?
That I don't know, I only know
that it's very interesting.
Do you know why planes fly?
Do you know why I have to write songs?
That I don't know, I only know
that it's very interesting.
Stars are there for you to see them shine
Trucks and Trains, to see them pass by
Songs are to say
that everything is interesting,
everything is very interesting.
Do you know why you have to go to the bathroom?
Do you know why we work all year?
That I don't know, I only know
that it can be interesting.
Do you know what Martians eat?
Do you have an idea of what's inside of a piano?
That, I will know and be able to
become interesting
With work and the bathroom you can kill time,
You have to talk about Martians and pianos,
with time you can be
an interesting man,
or an interesting woman,
someone very interesting
But if some day I get bored (cha-la-la-la)
and I lose all interest,
if I don't ask more questions (cha-la-la-la)
abandoning knowledge
That would also be interesting. (cha-la-la-la)
an interesting matter, (cha-la-la-la)
because I'm very interesting, (cha-la-la-la)
the interesting woman, (cha-la-la-la)
the interesting woman, (cha-la-la-la)
the interesting woman, (cha-la-la-la)
(cha-la-la-la)
2024.11.26.
Movin' on without you
Nothing's gonna stop me
Only you can stop me
3 o'clock am in the middle of the night, with a PHS at my bedside
I'm waiting for it to ring, aren't I a fool?
The bell of the clock rings, just like in a fairy tale
But it doesn't matter if I find any glass slippers
If caring about me is troublesome, hurry up and tell me
I don't have that kind of time to waste
I'm movin' on without you
I can't pretend that I don't know about your alibi for playing around anymore
And to think of all the memories we had together
It wasn't supposed to end up being painful, why?
I guess it's still too early to pretend to be a good girl
Nothing's gonna stop me
Only you can stop me
Even though the lines I had prepared were perfect
The signal still isn't reaching, it's 4 in the morning
On this all too quiet night, my thoughts start to run wild
I get it, and yet I end up sleep deprived
I've already forgotten those promises
I'll give back the ring, so give back my heart
I have to go without you
Since it's frustrating, I'll break us up
It's not easy to pretend to be a good girl
It wasn't supposed to end up being painful, why?
I guess it's still too early to pretend to be a good girl
I don't care if I'm confused, I want you to love me
Even if you won't say it, I want you to understand
It wasn't supposed to end up being painful, why?
I guess it's still too early to pretend to be a good girl
2024.11.26.
I think
Ajá Ajá Ajá.
I think
that giving an opinion is necessary
because I am intelligent
and that's why I'm always opinionated.
I think
that if I say aloud a thought
that comes to my head
I'm doing social criticism.
I think
about the human and the divine
and sometimes I say wisely:
'My opinion is to have an opinion'.
I think
that the government is in the right
and also wrong
depending on what side.
I think (ajá)
I think (mjm)
I think (ajá)
I think (ajá)
I think
with judgement and eloquence
and I never ask for mercy
if they accuse me of dementia.
I think
because I read newspapers
and I read them every day
to keep having opinions.
I think
without knowing how to read or write
I'll never know my opinion
But I'm very opinionated.
I think
with respect to your person
and I'd give my life
defending your opinion.
I think (mjm)
I think (ajá)
I think (ajá)
I think (ajá)
I think (ajá)
I think (mjm)
I think (ajá)
I think (ajá)
That's what I think.
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2024.11.26.
The Danger Zone
If you don't say goodbye to me
Then that means this love isn't over, right?
You scoundrel... using grown up tricks, huh...
He'll entrance me back with a single exhalation
My crush on you has blindfolded my heart
I'm not sure that we should go much farther...
I want to go back (to who I once was) , but I can't... My feelings are upside down
My love staggers too close to the danger zone
We can still play around because we're safe for now
It would be nice if I could love someone else
But that's something I just can't do... no further discussion
Even the shadows pull me in for some reason
Now, I know what you meant
I have a feeling you're thinking
'It's time to move on...' with a different looking profile
That mysterious smile makes no sense to me
As I walk home in the twilight, I turn back around
'A mediocre love is alright with me...' But my feelings are upside down
I no longer love you for any other reason than the sense of danger
As my kiss gets blocked, my heart stirs
In other words... I'll have to say goodbye first
That's something I just can't do... no further discussion
I want to go back (to who I once was) , but I can't... My feelings are upside down
My love staggers too close to the danger zone
We can still play around because we're safe for now
It would be nice if I could love someone else
But that's something I just can't do... no further discussion