Svetlana Miljuš - Bracna veza teža od poreza dalszöveg fordítás angol nyelvre
Marriage is harder than taxes
My mother decided to wed me
So she gave me countless occupations to choose from
So I can get married and settle down
And to get rid of my worries
For a doctor
With a doctor there's lots of medicine
But his woman is short lived
Through his stethoscope
He listens to the heart of teen girls
For a blacksmith
A blacksmith hammers nails
And that is greatly heard
The noise is heard far away
Of the girls he makes shout
For a fisherman
He always steps in water
His woman he seldom watches
His underpants are always wet
And for dinner he never knows what he wants
For a hairdresser
He lathers other women with soap
And always lies to his own
With his cologne he sprays away
And that fools other women
For a tradesman
If I choose a tradesman
I have clothes and I have money
His thumb is thick though
Oh dear mother, what do I have there
For a (folk) shoe maker
He weaves and crotches (folk) shoes
He never has money mother
Will I have faith in him
When everyone takes their share?
Firefighter...
With his women there's always fire
A fire that he considers only a spark
He lights one up, and puts the other out
With a guy like that, you don't know whose you are
And a director
His house just advances
Like his work
It just keeps going
So others just drive his woman to work
And a teacher
Education is thin ice
So he doesn't make enough not even for onions
Prepare 100 packages mother
Or look for a new son in law
And a server
Server's are full of good manners
His word is worth millions
He always says it'll come tomorrow
So I always wait every day
For a farmer
Don't tell me about farmers
That fate isn't easy
He always thinks of hybrids
And never goes from the field
For a drywaller
He plasters walls up high
And throws his glance at others
If these women were at least attractive
I'd be up there looking too
For a painter
All his earnings he drinks
And then hides away at others
He paints and dyes his woman
As another weaves his hat
For a lime worker
His gutters are crooked everywhere
So he always lives with a crisis
Whenever a pretty woman comes by
He shoves his own in the gutters
For a chauffeur
When he reaches for his blinker
He finds a girl beneath his hand
And in going fast he makes a mistake
And finds himself in a mess
For a bartender
3+5 is 28
I don't know who I am with him
When I lay with him in bed
He tells me that 0 is 9
For a tablemaker
In the cafe he chases fog
And his home doesn't have a door
Always messing up peoples stuff
So his woman waits an era
For a shoeshiner
With him it's always crooked
And he drinks everything by the kg
He drinks at night, naps at day
That's why he never has money
For a locksmith
He would be a real master
If he ever put his key in the lock
But there are master-keys in this world
So his woman takes one of them
For a sewer
He's always pricking something
And always nagging his woman
His machine is always going
His woman never gets a word in
Mom, I like my freedom now
Just like a fisherman only likes water
I don't need marriage mother
Because it's always harder than taxes
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2024.11.24.
EMILIA • WRONG ADDRESS
An old story, you and I, once in love, a perfect tie.
We were happy, heart to heart, but now we’ve fallen apart.
I’m just a memory—get used to it!
Go to her now, let anger hit.
Run away, just leave me be.
I’ve had enough of your lies, you see.
You deserve to be alone in pain
No turning back—it’s all in vain.
At night, you’d call me, craving more.
With her, was it better than before?
My number’s gone, don’t try to find,
I’ve left it all behind.
When I was hurting, where did you stay?
With someone else, you chose to play.
Drink all you want—it won’t make me care.
Search for me, but I’m not there.
Remember the days I hid my tears?
Now you burn with the same fears.
Keep your words, they mean no more,
You killed the love we had before.
2024.11.24.
I will Win (I Wanna Be a Hero) credits version
Starting a long journey...
Opening a new page
I will win! (Win!)
Pokémon for the advanced!
(The advanced!)
I will win! (Win!)
I will touch the clouds...
And I'll prove to everyone...
Who's the best, the best in the world...
I will win!
Pokémon!
2024.11.24.
Heavenly clouds
Oh, heavenly clouds, eternal wanderers!
Over an azure steppe, a pearly brethren
Akin to myself, you travelers hasten
From the dear north to course southern.
Then who is exiling you: is it fate’s verdict?
Is it the envy concealed? Is it malice in the open?
Or is there a crime that levees a burden?
Could it be slander by friends that is poison?
No, you are fatigued by fields that stay barren…
Foreign are passions to you and the suffering alien
Always cold-bloodied, always independent,
You have no homeland, know not of banishment.
2024.11.24.
The solitary man of the night
The solitary man of the night, I am
The seal of silence upon my lips
I have departed, solitary and dejected
Severed my heart from the all
The loneliest of the lonely, sorrowful and disgraced
The one alone and without a tomorrow, that is me
The solitary man of the night, I am
The seal of silence upon my lips
The solitary man of the night, I am
Hundreds of untold stories linger on my lips
I have departed from your city
Packed my rucksack and left
Without the worry of tomorrow, with only myself, alone
The wanderer of these nights, that is who I am
Without the worry of tomorrow, with only myself, alone
The wanderer of these nights, that is who I am
The solitary man of the night, I am
The seal of silence upon my lips
The solitary man of the night, I am
Hundreds of untold stories linger on my lips