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Renaud - Hexagone dalszöveg fordítás angol nyelvre


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Hexagon

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They kiss in January
For a new year begins
But for ages
France has not changed much
 
The days and weeks go by
Only the scenery changes
The mentality is the same
All losers, all false asses
 
They're not much, in February
To remember Charonne
The sworn truncheons
Who finely did their job
 
France is a country of cops
On every street corner there are 100 of them
To keep law and order
They murder with impunity
 
When they execute in March
On the other side of the Pyrenees
An anarchist from the Basque country
To teach him to rebel
 
They shout, they cry and they are indignant
Of this foul killing
But they forget that the guillotine*
In our country too, it still works
 
(*note of mine: death sentence has been abolished in 1981 in France)
 
Being born under the sign of the hexagon
It's not the best thing we do right now
And the king of fools on his throne
I wouldn't bet he's German
 
We have told them, in April
On TV, in the newspapers
To keep their heads above water
That spring will soon be here
 
The old principles of the sixteenth century
And the old stupid traditions
They all apply them to the letter
I pity these fools
 
They remember, in the month of May
Of a blood that ran red and black
Of a failed revolution
That almost overturned History
 
I remember mostly these sheep
Frightened by the Freedom
Going to vote by millions
For order and security
 
They commemorate in the month of June
A Normandy landing
They think of the brave American soldier
That came to be killed far from home
 
They forget that in the shelter of the bombs
The French were shouting, 'Long live Pétain'
That they were well hidden in London
That there weren't many Jean Moulin
 
Being born under the sign of the hexagon
It's not glory, really
And the king of the jerks, on his throne
Don't tell me he's Portuguese
 
They party in July
In memory of a Revolution
That never eliminated
Misery and exploitation
 
They drink from popular dances
Of fireworks and flonflons
They think they forget in the beer
That they are governed like pawns
 
In August it's freedom
After a long year in the factory
They shout, 'Long live paid vacations'.
They forget the machine for a while
 
In Spain, Greece or France
They go to pollute all the beaches
And by their only presence
Damage all the landscapes
 
When in September they murder
A people and a freedom
In the heart of Latin America
They are not numerous to shout
 
An ambassador comes
He is welcomed with open arms
Fascism is the gangrene
In Santiago as in Paris
 
Being born under the sign of the hexagon
It's really no picnic
And the king of the jerks, on his throne
He's French, I'm sure of it
 
No more harvest in October
The grapes ferment in barrels
They are very proud of their vineyards
Their, “Côtes-du-Rhône”, and their, “Bordeaux”
 
They export the blood of the land
All over the world
Their pinard and their camembert
It's their only glory to these crazy people
 
In November, at the car show
They will admire by thousands
The latest model from Peugeot
That they'll never be able to afford
 
The car, the TV, the trifecta
It's the opium of the people of France
To remove it is to kill it
It's an addictive drug
 
In December it's the apotheosis
The great food and the small gifts
They're always so gloomy
But there's joy in the ghettos
 
The earth can stop spinning
They won't miss their New Year's Eve
I'd like to see them all die
Choked on turkey and chestnuts
 
Being born under the sign of the hexagon
You can't say that it's sexy
If the king of fools lost his throne
There'd be 50 million pretenders
 


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2024.11.24.

Arcana





Hear me
I want you to hear me
My cries
See me
As I want you to see me
Alive
 

Life
It feels eternal when you're close to me
A bird without its wings cannot be free
Your spirit feels a cold embrace that slowly fades
Rise
I see a future bright and crystal clear
Be brave, aim higher and don't disappear
Defy the odds
Into eternity and endlessly
 

Heal me
I want you to heal me
My heart
 

And in the dark I see you hiding from the light
Your destiny there written in the stars until the end of time
 

Heal me
I want you to heal me
My heart
See me
As I want you to see me
Alive
 

Breathe (breathe)
And through the pain and tears we truly feel
You'll find a way through chaos and all fear
No soul denies a symmetry that's meant to be
Fly (fly)
Your wings will catch the wind and set you free
Cast off the weight and dreams will reappear
A king and queen
Ride on eternally forever free
 

Free me
I long to be free
 

And in the dark I see you hiding from the light
Your destiny there written in the stars until the end of time
 

Hear me
I want you to hear me
My cries
See me
As I want you to heal me
To be alive
 

Step in the light, your heart is fighting for your life
We resonate, a dueled fate lives deep within the grand design
 

See me
I want you to see me
Hear me
As I want you to hear me
Free me (See)
I want you to free me (It's my time to rise from the debris)
Heal me (Break)
As I want you to heal me (All the chains on me)
See me (Breathe)
I want you to see me (And release the toxic energy)
Hear me (Find)
As I want you to hear me (Your serenity)
Be alive
 
2024.11.24.

Megcsörrent megint a telefon



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Megcsörrent megint a telefon
Felvettem, de nem a szerelmem volt
Biztos még mindig haragszik rám nagyon
 

Milyen kár - á á á
Milyen kár
Milyen kár - á á á
Milyen kár
 

Mert csak ő ért meg,
csak ő fogad be engem,
ha fent vagy lent vagyok,
Ő a béke a belső fergetegben
ő a védelmem
ő a tükröződő lelkiállapot.
 

Milyen kár - á á á
Milyen kár
Milyen kár - á á á
Milyen kár
 

Mellette jobban magam vagyok
Mellette én egy angyal vagyok
Mellette én gyerek vagyok
Csupa béke, csupa szeretet
és türelem
 

Megcsörrent megint a telefon...
 
2024.11.23.

If children would rule the world





I.went for a walk today
Through friendly streets
The friendly streets of my city
Everyone turns to look at me
To look at me curiously
 

Just one small, playful, friendly child
Small and mischievous
Looked at me with trust
He was singing and laughing as he played
Laughing and playing as I walked away
 

If children would rule the world
And instead of war, they would order play
Men would have genuine smiles
And every street would be filled with singing
 

If children would rule the world
And instead of war, they would order play
Men would have genuine smiles
And every street would be filled with singing
 

Everyone turns to look at me
To look at me curiously
People are ready to judge me when I smile
When I smile, they look at me with malice
 

Just one small, playful, friendly child
Small and mischievous
Looked at me with trust
He was singing and laughing as he played
Laughing and playing as I walked away
 

If children would rule the world
And instead of war, they would order play
Men would have genuine smiles
And every street would be filled with singing
 

If children would rule the world
And instead of war, they would order play
Men would have genuine smiles
And every street would be filled with singing
 


2024.11.23.

Porncraving





It is known everywhere
The girls of Venus
The girls of Venus are infected by Venereal Diseases
In fact no one goes to the primaries/chief physicians to vote,
Anyone with problems of the urinary tract
But I am the chairman
And I don´t care about nothing
And further
I started again with HIV-love
And I don´t understand why you are upset
you have no reason
If I told you that the result is positive, really
You are all the porn I need
You are all the porn I need
You are all the porn I need
All the porn
Now I'm taking this sick word
And spread it to the whole electorate
This is a less invasive method
I will sit down in the armchair of a television talk show
And in a second I'll explain my program to you, so
Now I'm buying the TV, the love, newspapers and the Voodoo guru and I think
That this freedom is a little simple
As news, really
You are all the porn I need
You are all the porn I need
You are all the porn I need
You are all the porn I need
You are all the porn I need
You are all the porn I need
All the porn
All the porn
All the porn
And with a sick glow on the face
Saying: 'It's crazy not to carry this cross
Everyone thinks so much of themselves
So let it be, love,
And tell me, what am I to you?
What am I to you?