Dalszöveg fordítások

Tavito Nanao - ソウルフードを君と (soul food wo kimi to) dalszöveg fordítás angol nyelvre


Translation

Soul food with you


Christopher Columbus.
Adventurer born in Genoa in the mid-15th century
The excitement of the Age of Discovery led him to a new continent he had not yet seen.
When hunger failed to be satisfied during the grueling voyage,
Columbus cracked an imaginary egg and let it stand on the cabin table.
 
Far across the sea,
Red-skinned people who would soon be known as Indians,
They found a slight anomaly on the surface of the condors' eggs on the rocks.
 
They found endless violence and signs of plague.
In just four years after Columbus landed, starting in 1492,
two-thirds of them were killed.
 
1619 The first black slaves arrived in the New America.
The bottom of the slave ship was filled with black skin shivering in pain,
Every now and then someone blinks, and the stars weave in and out of life and death, lighting up space,
like a promise made thousands of light years ago.
 
The hull creaked like a fragile eggshell as it was violently rocked by the rough seas.
 
But deprived of their home, of their language, of their name, they could not be deprived of their rhythm.
And its flavors.
 
SOUL FOOD Like an alchemist, shaking the frying pan, pouring fire to joy
SOUL FOOD Like an alchemist, shaking the frying pan, cast salt to the sorrows
Once more
 
A white farmer makes wings he plans to throw away dance in simmering oil.
Now that's what we call fried chicken.
 
SOUL FOOD Like an alchemist, shaking the frying pan, pouring fire to joy
SOUL FOOD Like an alchemist, shaking the frying pan, cast salt to the sorrows
Once more
 
Sweet, just a little more spicy, sweet, just a little more spicy
 
That girl who grew up in the city, today's soup tastes somewhat nostalgic
I can't forget the sour taste, the joy and sorrow, the scenery of my distant hometown.
 
SOUL FOOD Shaking the frying pan on the concrete, pouring fire to joy
SOUL FOOD Filling the frying pan like an alpinist Sprinkling salt on sorrow
One more time
 
Sweet, just a little more spicy, sweet, just a little more spicy
 
I can't get over this fork in the road
If you're timid, you'll never make it over that railroad
 
The pandemic of the 21st century Paint the globe, Minneapolis
I can't breathe
People filling a city that should have been deserted.
“Pots and pans.” “Pans and kitchen knives.” “High heat”
Black pepper.'
Oh, someone is calling out across the sea...
 
Come on, let's keep bringing food. Let's keep bringing SOUL to someone.
My little friend, separated from his African father,
Who lives with her Japanese mother...
Elizabeth, my dear Elizabeth, my dear
A drop of magic on a spoon that will stop your tears in a flash
a quick sprinkle on the glistening eggs on the frying pan
SOUL FOOD The taste you've always dreamed of
 




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2024.11.05.

Candle on the water





(Chorus)
 

Ill be your candle on the water
My love for you will always burn
I know your lost and drifting
But the clouds are lifting
 

don’t give up you have somewhere to turn
Ill be your candle on the water
Till every wave is warm and bright
My soul is there beside you
 

Like this candle by you
Soon your see a shining stream of light
A cold and friendless tide has found you
Don’t let the stormy darkness pull you don’t
Ill be the ray of hope around you
 

Circling in the air
Lighted by a prayer
Ill be your candle on the water
This flame inside of me will grow
Keep holding on
 

You’ll make it
Heres my hand so take it
Live for me, reaching out to show
As sure as rivers flow
 

Ill never let you go
Ill never let you go
Ill never let you go
Ill never let you go
 

Ill never let you go
Ill never let you go
Ill never let you go
Ill never let you go
 
2024.11.05.

The Ballad of Vladimir Putin





This is a tale of a ruler
Vladimir Putin's his name.
Unlike a man with a conscience,
This one has no sense of shame.
 

His paranoia controls him.
His ego controls him as well.
Among our current world leaders,
We can find no parallel.
 

Running the world's largest country
Can be a challenge that's tough
However, as large as it is,
To Putin it's not large enough.
 

So now he has sent Russian troops
Into the land of Ukraine.
Putin's great thirst for power
Is something that he can't contain.
 

Putin can't stand the idea
Of having a country next door
That's strong and democratic.
For him that's a reason for war.
 

And so he came up with excuses
To justify his attack.
How does one deal with a lying
Megalomaniac?
 

How many people will suffer?
How many people will die?
How many now will be homeless?
How many children will cry?
 

How many more dissenters
Will end up going to jail?
Which world democracies
Will Putin try to derail?
 

Who is the next to be poisoned
For speaking his or her mind?
With how many more rubles
Will Putin's pockets be lined?
 

Most of the world agrees
That Putin is clearly a brute.
Praise that day when the Russians
Finally give him the boot!
Yes, praise that day when the Russians
Finally give him the boot!
 
2024.11.05.

Путинисты = фашисты





Путинисты и фашисты -
Равные понятия:
Тот же фюрер неказистый,
Флаги, марши, партия.
 

Те же лозунги, плакаты,
'Интересы нации',
Пушки, бомбы, автоматы,
Танки, авиация.
 

День за днём -
Прокачка мозга зомбонаселению,
Ложь, предательство, доносы,
Нет сопротивления.
 

Сумасшедший - у штурвала,
Прихвостни с холуями -
Ненасытны как шакалы,
Правда - наказуема.
 

Рукотворное творение
дураков и сволочи:
Путинизм - наваждение
Над страной беспомощной.
 
2024.11.04.

Bear





I worry about my troubles, my heart bleeds but my clamour cant end.
ı look for but ı cant find. my patience is bold but there is no cure for it
ım embedded in your silence, being without you weigh anchor
ıt took time for me to believe but it is befitting for me to give up
 

infidelity is all over me, its easy for me to lose anymore
just say goodbye eventually ım tired of it
my eyes were my witness, ı saw, ı know the deep side
the consolation of separation is the deepest tune of loneliness
 

believe, believe, ı can recover myself in just a breath
bear, bear, make an end of yourself or just give up.