A keresés eredménye oldal 13

Tell me my dear, tell me...

Ebi:
Tell me my dear, my faithful dear
Tell me about love being hanged
 
Tell me my dear, my faithful dear
Tell me about love being hanged
 
Tell me my dear, about our home, about the oregano flower
Tell me about the fading night under which people have gone blind
 
Tell me about cestrums, purple rosa caninas
Tell me about innocent tablecloths on colorful rugs *
 
Arash:
Tell me my dear, that I miss them so much
There is no place for me on earth, and the sky doesn't let me in either
 
Ebi:
Tell me my dear, about our home, about the oregano flower
Tell me about the fading night under which people have gone blind
 
Tell me about cestrums, purple rosa caninas
Tell me about innocent tablecloths on colorful rugs *
 
Arash:
Tell me my dear, that I miss them so much
There is no place for me on earth, and the sky doesn't let me in either
 
Tell me about the alleys at night, aimless wandering
The gardens of longing, the smell of rain and grass
 
Tell me about that old crow who couldn't reach home**
and about the spring of stories which died on the branch***
 
Ebi:
Tell me my dear, my faithful dear
Tell me about love being hanged
Tell me my dear, my faithful dear
Tell me about love being hanged
 

What are little boys made of?

What, what, what
Are little boys made of?
La-la-la-la-la-la-la...
Of freckles and firecrackers,
Rulers and batteries.
That's what little boys are made of!
That's what little boys are made of!
La-la-la-la-la-la-la...
 
What, what, what
Are little girls made of?
La-la-la-la-la-la-la...
Of flowers and bells,
Notebooks and glances
That's what little girls are made of!
That's what little girls are made of!
La-la-la-la-la-la-la...
 
What, what, what
Are little boys made of?
La-la-la-la-la-la-la...
Of springs and pictures,
Glasses and blotting paper.
That's what little boys are made of!
That's what little boys are made of!
La-la-la-la-la-la-la...
 
What, what, what
Are little girls made of?
La-la-la-la-la-la-la...
Of tangles and kerchiefs,
Riddles and jellybeans
That's what little girls are made of!
That's what little girls are made of!
La-la-la-la-la-la-la...
 

Menj a picsába

Hallgass ide, már nem szeretlek
Elfáradtam tőled, nem akarlak látni, ribanc
Még emlékezni se akarok, hogy mi volt
Azt akarom, hogy felejts el.
 
Nem kell több ilyen SMS azzal, hogy szeretlek,
Még egy ilyen és megöllek,
Nem kell bérgyilkos, megoldom magam,
Már megtettem ezt álmomban, kedvesem.
 
Nagyon gyakran visszaemlékszem a kedves horkolásodra,
Ahogy meg akartalak fojtani éjjelente.
Élek tovább azzal a szóval, hgy végre,
Végre te már nem mászol a ,,végemre' [farkamra].
 
Már a tököm kivolt az ideges anyáddal, aki hívogatott,
Könnyek között kérte, hogy menjek vissza a kis nyuszijához.
De bocsáss meg, én már másra mászom ré,
Azt mondom neked: menj a picsába, drágám!
 
Menj a picsába, te kurva, szerelemnek kiadva
Véresre verném a pofádat
Menj a picsába, menj a picsába.
 
Rajongóim lettek,
Akik előttem szétteszik a virgácsaikat,
Szóval, ne hívogass többé,
Nem szeretlek, cigizni és inni szeretek.
 
Összefonódtam veled, mint a cipőfűzők a csukán
Ne hívj többet magadnál, nem megyek,
Ne fuss utánam, összerakok egy rakétát,
És elrepülök innen a gecibe, egy másik bolygóra.
 
Melegnek könnyebb lenni, mint olyannal együtt, mint te,
Ha te lennél az egyetlen a Földön, téged nem választanálak,
Nem szeretlek, se jobban, se rosszabbul, barátosném,
Szexet ajánlsz? Inkább megkúrom a saját kezem.
 
És ha anyukád megkérdezi tőled, miért sírsz,
Nem kell mondogatni, hogy egy fiú dobott téged,
Én csak egyszerűen felmutatom nektek a középső ujjam
És mondom neked: menj a picsába, drágám!
 

Fuego

I am the poison of scorpion
I've become that and much more
Color of ant you'll see me
Because when I get angry
I become bad, bad
 
I am not afraid of looking
Little by little I become bold
I know that I can impress you
Because wherever I go
I like the bad, bad
 
Everything between us is at risk
Don't run away, there is no way out, I know well
And it gets better
Because I will come near
 
If, together, we are fire,
This gets good
You need to play the game
Who said that was bad?
Take my hand, hand
 
We burn as fire
Till we touch the sky
You need to follow the game
Who said that was bad?
Take my hand, hand
 
Feel my fire
 
Now it is my turn to attack
I look at you before you arrive
I'm sure, you will come
Because even though it is in vain
I like the bad, bad
 
The time no one will lose, my love
Let's take advantage of this short time today
This heart is so on fire
It's desperate
It's in love
 
Everything between us is at risk
Don't run away, there is no way out, I know well
And it gets better
Come and take me down
 
If, together, we are fire,
This gets good
You need to play the game
Who said that was bad?
Take my hand, hand
 
We burn like fire
Till we touch the sky
You need to play the game
Who said that was bad?
Take my hand, hand
 
Feel my fire
 
Baby look at me like this
May your eyes shine only for me
May this little mouth of yours want me
May this moment be slow, very slow
 
Baby look at me like this
May your eyes shine only for me
May this little mouth of yours want me
May this moment be slow, very slow
 
Everything between us is at risk
Don't run away, there is no way out, I know well
And it gets better
Come and desármame
 
If, together, we are fire,
This gets good
You need to play the game
Who said that was bad?
Take my hand, hand
 
We burn as fire
Till we touch the sky
You need to follow the game
Who said that was bad?
Take my hand, hand
 
Feel my fire
 

A need for me to take you

Need to take you
as they dumped you
alone, adrift and orphan
my little child, how i feel for you.
 
The silk garment
in the river I threw it
poor rags i give you to wear
my little child, how I love you.
 
A long path I took you, a distant path
night and day walking
I got hungry and suffered
but I can't let you go.
 
In dark days and cruel
I wash you and baptize you
in the frozen water
do not cry and don't be embittered.
 
In my opinion,translations can always be subjective. Feel free to give feedback :)
C'è solo un gran conflitto tra ragione ed emozione!

My Wrongs

I could tell you I'm sorry tonight,
I could cry and leave,
But I can't love it alone,
I can't avoid you when I see you.
 
Here and there, remember that I exist
In your life. Even though you're not here now,
I have you in my heart forever, tell me I have you.
I love you and I am unable to forget you.
 
My wrongs, one by one, I pay for them,
And I do not redeem your love.
I hate my passion, I envy your life,
And I breathe from your breath.
 
Do something to make this night pass,
So I can try and forget, but I can't,
I repent of everything that happened, you know this,
I have you forever in my heart and mind.
 
Here and there, remember that I exist
In your life. Even though you're not here now,
I have you in my heart forever, tell me I have you.
I love you and I am unable to forget you.
 
My wrongs, one by one, I pay for them,
And I do not redeem your love.
I hate my passion, I envy your life,
And I breathe from your breath.
 

Honey Lips

There where no one never goes
I went, right there, because of her
oh because of her, wherever, wherever
 
I would hold the clouds in the sky (for her)
What would happen to me, I wouldn't worry
Oh because of her, I will do it all, I will do it all.
 
Ref.
Honey lips, and love is known
Heart of ice, but I love her
In her eyes there are a thousand colors
My love
 
Honey lips, and love is known
Heart of ice, but I love her
She is in my heart, but she left hers
My love, my love
 
That what I never gave no one
I would give to her and then I wouldn't regret it
Oh because of her, I give her everything, I give everything
 
I would hold the clouds in the sky (for her)
What would happen to me, I wouldn't worry
There she is, my life, my life.
 

Womanizer

I have gotten so tangled up in lovers
I've loved without limits
I have always been crazy for
The women in my life
I surrendered my entire body
To the affairs of love
To me, everything that is good
Has the face of a woman.
 
I don't care if they call me 'womanizer'
I love them, I want them
Even though I might seem like a playboy,
I love them, I want them
Those who laugh, those who cry, those who dream,
Those who learn, those who teach,
Those who live with their feet on the ground,
The calm, the belligerent.
I don't care if they call me 'womanizer'
I love them, I want them
Although I might seem like a playboy
I love them truly.
 
I have gotten so tangled up in lovers
I've loved without limits
I have always been crazy for
The women in my life
I surrendered my entire body
To the affairs of love
To me, all that is good
Has the face of a woman.
 
I don't care if they call me 'womanizer'
I love them, I want them
Even though I might seem like a playboy,
I love them, I want them
Those who laugh, those who cry, those who dream,
Those who learn, those who teach,
Those who live with their feet on the ground,
The calm, the belligerent.
I don't care if they call me 'womanizer'
I love them, I want them
Although I might seem like a playboy
I love them, I want them.
 

I Suffered Twice As Much

If you want to come back
You know my address
You know well where to find me
 
If you want to come back
You can come on over, we'll work it out
We'll accept each other
You can believe it
 
We've turned the page
And from so much suffering we've learned
That that pride that was once so full is today diminished
 
We've tried being alone
And it's been of no use trying with others
Your eyes are telling me yes
Love, I'll come
 
I'll come running into your arms
I've been waiting for you
I've gone through almost everything
And everything was wearing me down
 
If I ever hurt you
I suffered twice as much
But I promise to never lose you again
 

You will see (Egoists)

Verse 01: My house your house I do not give a shit, no I don't you're just an
egoist but listen to me then you know what happens to someone like you
 
Refrain: You will see what happens to you, you're just a little egoist
who kisses just himself you will see what happens with you Egoists
will not be accepted
 
Verse 02: Hey you Egoist you can't share cause it would break your own
rules and you can't accept it if someone interferes your
self talk
 
Refrain: You will see what happens to you, you're just a little egoist
who kisses just himself you will see what happens with you Egoists
will not be accepted
 
Verse 03: One may say that he is an egoist but that wouldn't affect really good on
the public image what the other people see from you
 
Refrain: You will see what happens to you, you're just a little egoist
who kisses just himself you will see what happens with you Egoists
will not be accepted
 
The Translation is ©Achampnator so before using it ask for permission

Hail Satan

We drink the blood
We eat the flesh
 
We drink the blood
We eat the flesh
Raise the body of Satan
Hail!
 
We drink the blood
We eat the flesh
Raise the body of Satan
Hail!
 
Hail, hail the Antichrist!
Hail, hail the Antichrist!
Hail, hail the Antichrist!
Hail Satan!
 
We drink the blood
We eat the flesh
Raise the body of Satan
 
We drink the blood
We eat the flesh
Raise the body of Satan
 
We drink the blood
We eat the flesh
Raise the body of Satan
Satan!
 
We drink the blood
We eat the flesh
Raise the body of Satan
Satan!
Satan!
 
Hail, hail Satan!
 

Empty home

I've never been good at weighing my words1
I couldn't listen to their advice, again my head aches
I'd never been ready to live the way you wanted
We'd better leave bad time, bad time behind us
 
I feel good with what I have though in front of me there's an empty home again.
Go away now, hide your grief, the fate has deprived us of everything.
I feel good, I don't want changes, you will not convince me again
It's good, I know one thing, I will never go back there
 
I've always seen a greater goal in it, we can hide the pride
Naively, I wanted to hear sense in your empty words
I've always thought that in spite of wounds, it's possible to run in the good direction
You lied saying that you want it, you want
 
I feel good with what I have though in front of me there's an empty home again.
Go away now, hide your grief, the fate has deprived us of everything.
I feel good, I don't want changes, you will not convince me again
It's good, I know one thing, I will never go back there
 
You wanted this, I know that you're afraid
to leave with no return, to go to the other shore
There's an image of memories in my head but when I want to burke it,
I again say loudly to myself that...
 
I feel good with what I have though in front of me there's an empty home again.
Go away now, hide your grief, the fate has deprived us of everything.
I feel good, I don't want changes, you will not convince me again
It's good, I know one thing, I will never go back there
 

• 1. to weigh words means to choose what one says carefully

I get up

The night has quietly hidden its face in the day
completely without a reason.
Your shadow suddenly disappeared from the walls.
I already know it's my mistake.
 
Now I'm powerless and I hear your voice.
It must be this way, never mind, it sometimes goes wrong.
Today you must choose on your own.
You may know now that the wind doesn't always blow in your back
 
I get up in spite of so many wounds
and again I keep my head up.
I go on,
I go on where my eyes lead me.
 
I get up in spite of so many wounds
and I'm half lighter.
I go on,
I go on alone, nothing keeps me here.
 
From where do you know if
walking the road with no return makes any sense?
The fire that was burning has already gone out
and the smile changes into fear.
 
I've run out of strength when I hear your voice.
It must be this way if you want it.
You must choose on your own today,
You probably already know that it's only a time-wasting play.
 
I get up in spite of so many wounds
and again I keep my head up.
I go on,
I go on where my eyes lead me.
 
I get up in spite of so many wounds
and I'm half lighter.
I go on,
I go on alone, nothing keeps me here.
 
Again from the start,
powerless,
I'm restoring my balance,
maybe somewhere at the end somebody is waiting for my scream.
 
I get up in spite of so many wounds
and again I keep my head up.
I go on,
I go on where my eyes lead me.
 
I get up in spite of so many wounds
and I'm half lighter.
I go on,
I go on alone, nothing keeps me here.
 

Like a Lego puzzle

It's a great land out of nowhere
with nice golden handles1
The optics of a microscope
and all these tiny beings running,
for each one busies oneself following one's fate,
mighty or lowly.
 
Like during the Egyptian centuries
With great effort
bearing a thousand times their own weight
under the heat and in the wind
in the sun and in the night
Do you see these living beings?
Do you see these living beings?
Do you see these living beings?
 
Somebody thought up this
frightful, cruel, engrossing game.
The houses, the lakes, the continents
Like a Lego puzle with wind
The weakness of the almighty
 
Like a lego puzzle with blood
the tenfold increased strength of the losers
Like a Lego puzzle with teeth
Like a lego puzzle with hands
Like a Lego puzzle
 
Do you see all these human beings
dancing together, clasping each other's hand
kissing in the dark with their blond hair
not seeing what they will be tomorrow
 
The capital cities have become all the same,
facets of the same mirror,
dressed in steel, dressed in black
Like a Lego puzzle, but with no memories
Like a Lego puzzle, but with no memories
Like a Lego puzzle, but with no memories
Like a Lego puzzle
 
Facets of the same mirror,
dressed in steel, dressed in black
Like a Lego puzzle, but with no memories
Like a Lego puzzle, but with no memories
Like a Lego puzzle, but with no memories
Like a Lego puzzle
 
Why don't you ever answer me
from your hideout under your tree,
from this mango tree of more than ten thousand pages
as you swing alone in a cage
and behold this world from so high above
Like an insect, but on its back
Like an insect, but on its back
Like an insect
 
It's a great land out of nowhere
The optics of a microscope
We look ,we look, we look inside
We see minute things shining
These are people in shirts
like during the centuries of the long night
In the silence or in the din
In the silence or in the din
In the silence
 

• 1. the French says 'silver' but 'argent' can also mean 'money'

This translation does not claim to be of any particular value.
Glad if you liked it, sorry if you didn't.
You can reuse it as you please.
Glad if it's for knowledge or understanding, sorry if it's just for money or fame.

Who am I

Who am I to judge a sinner,
To make cun of an insane
Who cries into the tavern(restaurant),
Who am I, i have my own drawbacks
And i tell that i cannot forgive you,poor girl
 
The rock of sinless is not for me,
I dont throw it to the sinner, the thief,
Because of the way of life ,
I throw the rock in front of my mirror,
Others can try to be like god,
Who am I.
 
Who am I, to throw a rock to thiefs
Who live behind closed doors, behind the bars,
Who am I to judge a killer
And to applause everyone else.
 
The rock of sinless is not for me,
I dont throw it to the sinner, the thief,
Because of the way of life ,
I throw the rock in front of my mirror,
Others can try to be like god,
Who am I.
 

Crazy Heart

My crazy, delirious
Punished heart
Guess what!
Went nuts
And know, embarrassed
Awkward
Regretful
Uncomfortable
Wants your forgiveness
 
And that, despite the mess
The confusion, the havoc
The embarrassment, the fuss
The disorder
It wants to see us close to one another
Full of calm
 
I recognize
I did it, I undid it
I turned it inside out, but
I deserve more that only pain
Give me heat and I'll get warm
 
My crazy, delirious
Punished heart
Guess what!
Went nuts
And know, embarrassed
Awkward
Regretful
Uncomfortable
Wants your forgiveness
 
And that, despite the mess
The confusion, the havoc
The embarrassment, the fuss
The disorder
It wants to see us close to one another
Full of calm
 
I recognize
I did it, I undid it
I turned it inside out, but
I deserve more that only pain
Give me heat and I'll get warm
 
It wants to see us close to one another
Full of calm
 
I recognize
I did it, I undid it
I turned it inside out, but
I deserve more that only pain
Give me heat and I'll get warm
 
Translation done by Alma Barroca. In case you want to reprint it, please ask for permission first and always cite my name as its author. /
Tradução feita por Alma Barroca. Caso você queira reutilizá-la, por favor peça por permissão antes e sempre cite meu nome como o do autor.

All I want from you

Hide me in yourself,
hide me even if you have emptiness in your heart
and carry me like an amulet that can bring luck.
 
Hide me deep,
hide me under your eyelid to let me shine
day by day
in your every look that you cast on others all the time.
 
To burn down in the fire of your shoulders
and drown in the lake of your eyes,
to find the relief of senses.
That's all I want from you.
To get inside you
and live there a few seconds.
A short moment of the surge of feelings
will be enough for me to be able to breathe.
 
Embrace me with your smell,
embrace me with the aroma of your skin that I
will always wear like a dress from the most expensive tailors.
 
Take me far away,
take me to the place where life has its beginning and end
and the clock that measures time will stop for us.
 
To burn down in the fire of your shoulders
and drown in the lake of your eyes,
to find the relief of senses.
That's all I want from you.
To get inside you
and live there a few seconds.
A short moment of the surge of feelings
will be enough for me to be able to breathe.
 
Hug me, hug me.
I want you to remember one frame.
Me, you, for always paused during kissing bodies.
 
To burn down in the fire of your shoulders
and drown in the lake of your eyes,
to find the relief of senses.
That's all I want from you.
To get inside you
and live there a few seconds.
A short moment of the surge of feelings
will be enough for me to be able to breathe.
 

Categorical blues #2

I guess
I guess that you can leave
I guess
I guess that you can leave
to the place where you came from,
home in Olteniţa(*)
 
I guess
I guess that you can leave
I guess
I guess that you can leave
to the place where you came from,
home in Olteniţa
 
After so many years,
I guess it's hard for you
but we both know
that this ain't your place!
 
I guess
I guess that you can leave
to the place where you came from,
home in Olteniţa
 
You may not remember
but I guess that you'll love it:
You got everything
and plus, you got water!
 
I guess
I guess that you can leave
to the place where you came from,
home in Olteniţa
 
You were at Timişoara
You were even at Iaşi
you saw Bucureşti,
you can leave us alone!
 
I guess
I guess that you can leave
to the place where you came from,
home in Olteniţa
 

Jaj ha elkaplak

Versions: #1
A francba a francba
Igy fogsz megölni,
Jaj ha elkaplak
Jaj jaj ha elkaplak
 
Gyönyörű gyönyörű
A szavaid meg ölnek
Jaj ha elkaplak
Jaj jaj ha elkaplak
 
Szombat este a discoban
Mindenki táncolni kezdet
Mellettem ment el a legszebb lány
Bátorságot meri-tetem és hozzá szóltam
 
A francba a francba
Igy fogsz megölni,
Jaj ha elkaplak
Jaj jaj ha elkaplak
 
Gyönyörű gyönyörű
A szavaid meg ölnek
Jaj ha elkaplak
Jaj jaj ha elkaplak
 

Ah when I get my hands on you...

Versions: #1
Wow, wow
You're gonna kill me that way
Ah when I get my hands on you, (poor you)
Ah when I get my hands on you, (poor you)
 
Delicious, delicious
You're gonna kill me that way
Ah when I get my hands on you, (poor you)
Ah when I get my hands on you, (poor you)
 
Saturday party night
Everyone began to dance
The hottest girl of the place passed me by
So I got the guts up and began to say to her
 
Wow, wow
You're gonna kill me that way
Ah when I get my hands on you, (poor you)
Ah when I get my hands on you, (poor you)
 
Delicious, delicious
You're gonna kill me that way
Ah when I get my hands on you, (poor you)
Ah when I get my hands on you, (poor you)
 

You Change, Or I'll Move On

This way I can't go on, girl
Someday I'll walk away
Our relation is getting rusty1
But you say now is the time
 
But the more you swear
The more you sin2
I don't know what you're into, girl
But when you come
 
You come sweating, groping
And tactfully make a fool of me
And talking
We live3
 
Honestly, I don't know
How our relation keeps on
Lasting long
But if you don't change
You'd better start praying
Because someday I'll come and say
'Enough
Because now
I'm moving on'
 
This way I can't go on, girl
Someday I'll walk away
Our relation is getting rusty1
But you say now is the time
 
But the more you swear
The more you sin2
I don't know what you're into, girl
But when you come
 
You come sweating, groping
And tactfully make a fool of me
And talking
We live3
 
Honestly, I don't know
How our relation keeps on
Lasting long
But if you don't change
You'd better start praying
Because someday I'll come and say
'Enough
Because now
I'm moving on'
 
You come sweating, groping
And tactfully make a fool of me
And talking
We live3
 
Honestly, I don't know
How our relation keeps on
Lasting long
But if you don't change
You'd better start praying
Because someday I'll come and say
'Enough
Because now
I'm moving on'
 

• Unbearable
• I used this as an antonym to 'swear', which would be something sacred, opposite to something sinful. I did this because the original line was hard to translate.
• The expression 'ir levando' actually means that you live with a burden, a hard situation, but you don't let it tire you down.

Translation done by Alma Barroca. In case you want to reprint it, please ask for permission first and always cite my name as its author. /
Tradução feita por Alma Barroca. Caso você queira reutilizá-la, por favor peça por permissão antes e sempre cite meu nome como o do autor.

That's it (see you later)

That's it, I get off this train
crashing against a wall
isn't funny anymore.
To fly, go far, see the skies
to steal all these suns
far from the people.
 
They'll come out of the roofs
when they know where I went.
Don't tell me anything
I don't need it.
 
If it wasn't for love
I don't know if I'd stay
if I know the fools
never see the shining ones.
I don't wanna be here anymore
I'm leaving this party.
I have nothing to lose if I leave
I'm fine, it doesn't upset me.
 
Good airs will come
I have time to choose
the laws of the game
Bye! see you later
 

My translations are licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-NonCommercial-ShareAlike 4.0 International License. It doesn't apply to the translations with a source.

A béke perce

a béke percében....
 
Kórus
 
Gyere, gyere velünk,
Elrejt a mi helyünk,
Vagyunk itt a fény,
Lelked pihen.
Meglátod,
Mi vagyunk az Erő,
A világot neked elvivő,
Emeld fel szívedet,
Könnyítjük terhedet.
 
(Sarah Brightman)
A világ angyalok nélkül,
A pusztulás közel,
Velünk ide jöjj el.
 
Ha idegen az ember,
Itt megpihenünk,
Béke lesz velünk.
 
A világ angyalok nélkül,
A pusztulás közel,
Velünk ide jöjj el.
 
Ha idegen az ember,
Itt megpihenünk,
Béke lesz velünk.
 
Kórus
 
Gyújts fényt a sötétben,
Sok csillag ég,
Bízz a Föld erejében,
Szívünk öröme vár még,
Erődet bonts ki már,
Íze mint nektár,
Lelked itassa át,
Isteni erőt lát már.
 
Darabokban a világ,
A pusztulás közel,
Velünk ide jöjj el.
 
Ha idegen az ember,
Itt megpihenünk,
Béke lesz velünk.
 
Darabokban a világ,
A pusztulás közel,
Velünk ide jöjj el.
 
Ha idegen az ember,
Itt megpihenünk,
Béke lesz velünk.
 
Béke lesz velünk
 

Today is Sunday!

How I like being back at home,
And wake up full of its smell
To that coffee of the morning
That always runs to the bed,
And sleeps until the alarm clock.
 
Today I have an appointment with the pillow
And a meeting with the fan,
An outing with my dog,
Because he does not understand the pretext,
And I leave my chair in pause.
 
Today, today is Sunday,
No commitments with the clock
Because today, today is Sunday
There is nothing better.
 
I'll get you some wine in the kitchen
And a good roast waits on the grill,
Although we have a thousand problems
Today we rest from the hardships,
Feeding the heart.
 
Let no one break this moment,
It is a day of celebration.
We must toast for joy,
Put out the bad energy,
Because tomorrow is Monday and it ends.
 
Today, today is Sunday,
No commitments with the clock
Because today, today is Sunday
There is nothing better.
 
Today, today is Sunday,
No commitments with the clock
Because today, today is Sunday
There is nothing better.
 
Today is Sunday and not good for work,
Today is Sunday, the day to enjoy.
Tomorrow is a holiday, do not argue with me,
That I have the almanac, in Spanish and in English.
 
Today is Sunday and not good for work,
Today is Sunday, the day to enjoy.
But that look when they meet
Two Latinos, always give the same
Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday
That Sunday will always be.
 
Today is Sunday and not good for work,
Today is Sunday, the day to enjoy.
Sunday goes to Mass, I speak of the spiritual,
It reunites the family and friends, to celebrate.
 

Fairy Tales of Our Time

Hello, my friend, do you like fairy tales?
See, the moon is traveling in the sky?
If you suddenly tear yourself away from the beer,
I, so be it, I'll tell you something.
 
The egg was taken down by the doodle girl Pestrushka.
The grandad and the granny were beaten - they didn't break, well, they were cripples!
A mouse, by profession, burrow digger,
Waved the tail, and the egg - salyam aleikum!
Here the grandad and the granny are crying, but in vain -
Everything is destined, the egg must be broken.
Evil breeds evil in our age is terrible.
Do you wanna know how this fairy tale will end?
The granny will be slaughtered by Raskolnikov,
And not with evil and so on the plot it's necessary.
The grandad, exacerbated by drunkenness,
Will shoot Archduke Ferdinand.
 
What are you grimacing, don't like the tale?
What, not dashing enough?
Yes, it's not easy to please you, honey,
You would read comic book, a capricious scarecrow!
 
I'm all about transcendental here for him,
About fatalism, about life, about mysticism.
No, damn, he wants more abruptly, twisted,
Cool and ok, in kicks style.
 
Do you want more abruptly? Well, okay - you will!
 
Here was the peasant's three sons,
All three are fools, which is typical.
Athos, Porthos and the younger - Pinocchio,
The princess was met, and everything ended badly!
They put her, just in case,
A pea traight under the mattress. Of trotyl.
And from the palace there was only a key,
Which was finded by insane Tortilla.
The prince caught her and tormented for a long time.
He shouted: 'Why do you need such ears, granny?'
Then he killed he, cooked and ate, and her the key
He changed for a centner of poppy at Duramar.
 
The Tsarevich lived with a frog, as with his wife,
Decompensated pervert,
He sailed on a blue geld, paranoid,
He loved other frogs, a polygamist.
But the blue gelding turned into Sivka-Burka
And he prayed in a human voice:
'Do not eat me, dummy, I'm sick of a plague!'
And then he hanged himself on the birch.
Here is a thriller, straight to tears, such passions!
I liked something myself!
Since our life is more abrupt than the blockbuster,
Fairy tales needs to be hursher than Goethe's Faust!
 
We will engage in myth-making a la Alfred Hitchcock!
Which one children wants, but the ho is not for them.
Dance, Thumbelina, hip-hop, and eveything will be ok!
Who is against, who? Granddad Pihto and Agnia Barto!
 
Buzzed Godzilla walks in the city,
Three cats crushed and seven goatlings,
And poor Stepashki, and Piglets-Cheburashki
Looks this fairy tale with fear.
 
I look with longing, my friend, on your generation:
Everybody is waiting for a metaphysical freebie.
Sesame will open by the pike's will...
A koksy-bite! Oh, the times! Oh, customs!
King Kong came, the Little Mermaid was killed.
The heroes of fairy tales changed their roles:
Old man Khottabych is the leader of the Wahhabis,
Dobrynya carries vodka on KAMAZ.
I'm afraid all will end unintelligently,
As in that fable, about the bird and the fox:
The crow was fucked away by God, fucked away specifically,
Straight along with cheese, and with a fox, and with a fabulist.
 
Flow honey-beer on the mustache, but don't hurry in the mouth,
Think up the tale yourself, I'm already nauseous.
For example, as a dude took a cat in boots,
And immediately he live great, all in the women and dibs.
 
At the forest, on the edge of the forest, a granny's egg was taken down,
And we bought it and ate it, finally,
Now we are sick of salmonellosis all collective farm,
Here is the fairytale end, who was eating - not a tenant.
 
Oh, Daddy's crying! There is a fairy tale for the dad:
'The Duma lived with the President.
And they lived in joy and affection,
And they died instantaneously... '
 
Tibor from QS-FB

My fault

Natural, as not everyone is
Original, I'm just imitating myself
Sweet and sour as if it was sour-cherry cola
I have so much swag
But I don't share it with anyone, eh,
 
She's nice, blonde, she's funny
At school on top of others, when she dances - tsunami
I have rehearsals, when others are taking a nap
I have so much flow
Why do the years even matter?
 
Tell me what can I do?
 
I know that you like it this way
Ah ah ah ah ah
That the music makes you dance
Ah ah ah ah ah
No matter the weather, we break the ice
Until dawn
If you turn the volume up
You will see that it's only my fault
 
Great style, I'm a superhero
My power : to make cheer up your day
You are throwing a party, you invite me as a neighbor
If everyone comes
You know whose fault is
 
I don't have any patience left
Come on, hit hard
I like to be like this
I like music
I also like that blonde guy over there
Everyone knows already
 
Tell me what can I do?
 
I know that you like it this way
Ah ah ah ah ah
That the music makes you dance
Ah ah ah ah ah
No matter the weather, we break the ice
Until dawn
If you turn the volume up
You will see that it's only my fault
 
Where are you headed in such a hurry?
Why are you running? Who are you?
All I want from you is to smile
Look in my eyes
Why are you worrying?
Don't forget to live
 
I know that you like it this way
Ah ah ah ah ah
That the music makes you dance
Ah ah ah ah ah
No matter the weather, we break the ice
Until dawn
If you turn the volume up
You will see that it's only my fault
 

What a business

How many things are that you never told
which are your fears
how many situations that you've betrayed
which is your sin
How tight are your knot instincts
accomplice tangles
Which is your profit in all this issue
Which is your appetite
How are you different
How are you
 
How much splendid morbidity over your impulses
which is your turbid face
Which is the sensation you always feared
which is your dirty step
 
How many things are that you never knew
How many things are that you take for granted
that you make clear that are assumed
Where is the lie
 
How much is your goodness (the other one, the deep one)
Which is your prescence
Where is your conscience (the other one, the deep one)
How is your prescence
And your solidarity (the other one, the deep one)
Which is your innocence
 
Where will reach your thick skin
How far will reach your sadness
To what grade will reach your beast nature
How long is it going
How long is it going
of poison.
 

This translation by Diazepan Medina is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-NonCommercial-ShareAlike 4.0 International License. It doesn't apply to the translations with a source.

Such a boy

Mister fate, give me somebody who will not roil the water in my pond,
Somebody who will not disappear like a bad dream
when my pond will run out of fish.
 
Where will I find the
beautifully good one?
Where will I find the
beautifully good one?
 
Give me a boy,
not a madman, don't give me
a smoker,
a poor man, don't give me
a drunkard,
a Polish man, don't give me
an ugly man.
 
Send me a boy.
Not a madman, don't give me
a smoothie,
a clown, don't give me
a drunkard,
a Polish man, don't give me
a poor man.
Send me.
 

Inside Me

Spreading through my veins like frost,
It'll bind me with your name.
And you can be certain that everything here has died out.
 
Nothing, as if in outer space,
And on the Tsiolkovskiy crater
I gasp for remnants of air, of dust.
 
It means there'll be a storm, night and day will combine,
We'll wait it out, hibernate, the crunch of snow and of bones
My own sounds dance, throw shadows under my eyelids
Pull my tense tendons, Houston, I await your news
 
Inside of me is ice.
The glass of my helmet has cracked,
I'm being carried further into eternity,
A shockwave breaks against my shoulders,
Wounding me throughout.
 
I remember the snow and empty street.
How we laughed, how we kissed
Just a bit more, when I close my eyes,
Everything will slowly go away.
 
Then there'll be a storm, night and day will combine,
We'll wait it out, hibernate, the crunch of snow and of bones
My own sounds dance, throw shadows under my eyelids
Pull my tense tendons, Houston, I await your news.
 
With no regrets for this planet my pulse has stopped.
Fragments of Earth's countries will smash against orbits,
There are no more replies from the space station 'Mir',
Damn everything, it's all black black holes,
Now you must make the decision.
 
And inside me...
 
There'll be a storm, night and day will combine,
We'll wait it out, hibernate, the crunch of snow and of bones
My own sounds dance, throw shadows under my eyelids
Pull my tense tendons, Houston, I await, I await, I await your news.
 
I await, I await, I await your news.
 
I await, I await, I await, I await, I await, I await.
 
Inside me is ice.
 
Thank you for taking the time to read my translation, and I hoped you liked it! In the event that you feel it is good enough to be shared with others, please don't forget to credit me as the author. Thanks again!

You say: May I be stabbed on behalf of you

She says: May I be stabbed (on behalf of you), and I respond: May I die before you 1
I'm a Southern guy, spread his sorrow on a Southern cloud 2
 
When she says: 'I would sacrifice my life for you my love' Oh people
I feel like I'm on the top of Abha's mountain 3, feeling the Northern breeze
 
And keeps me thinking
When she says: May I carry you burden on behalf of you
 
She showers me with her sacrifices, day and night
And I dance on its music 4 a Southern dance 5
 

• 1. May I be stabbed on behalf of you, is a phrase used in the Southern region of Saudi, it's only said to the very close and loved ones, whether a mother, father, son, husband, wife. It means the one would sacrifice his life for this beloved.
  The second phrase: it has almost the same meaning but it's used as a response.
• 2. The Southern region of Saudi Arabia is rainy almost all of the year. So this could be a metaphour like his emotions comes out as rain drops over his land.
• 3. Abha: a Southern city known of it's mountains and cool weather
• 4. Like if hearing such phrases from his beloved is music to his ears. It could also mean that hearing it raises his heart beats to a level where he can dance on his heart beats. I mean Arabian gulf music is based on beats check this video on 4:30 , that's why such metaphour is used in poems.
• 5. Saudi Southern dance called 'Khatwa Jenoubia' means 'Southern step' this is a video of the dance The video footage is in Saudi Southern region.

Do you have 3 min? Please fill this for me!
https://www.surveymonkey.com/r/595Z9GX

The Thief

You are the thief
That stole from me
The heart
That I was saving
for tomorrow
 
You for what reason
without consulting
you made yourself loved
what is this life
I fell in love with you
 
My heart is delicate
It has to be very well cared for
Treat it right since you have stolen it
Take care of me, Love me, Kiss me, Cuddle me
 
My heart is delicate
Because one time it was hurt
Treat it right since you have stolen it
Take care of me, Love me, Kiss me, Cuddle me like that
 
You for what reason
without consulting
you made yourself loved
what is this life
I fell in love with you
 
My heart is delicate
It has to be very well cared for
Treat it right since you have stolen it
Take care of me, Love me, Kiss me, Cuddle me
 
My heart is delicate
Because one time it was hurt
Treat it right since you have stolen it
Take care of me, Love me, Kiss me, Cuddle me like that
 
My heart is delicate
It has to be very well cared for
Treat it right since you have stolen it
Take care of me, Love me, Kiss me, Cuddle me
 
My heart is delicate
Because one time it was hurt
Treat it right since you have stolen it
Take care of me, Love me, Kiss me, Cuddle me
 
My heart is delicate
It has to be very well cared for
Treat it right since you have stolen it
Take care of me, Love me, Kiss me, Cuddle me like that
 
My heart is delicate
Because one time it was hurt
Treat it right since you have stolen it
Take care of me, Love me, Kiss me, Cuddle me
 
My heart is delicate!
 

lovingly

If you are tired still do sing of me,
 
If I turn old still do stay with me,
 
I'm the one who filled the empty space of your lonliness,
 
I'm the one who dealt with you lovingly,
 
I'm the one who's memories pass by you,
 
How great I am with you! And without you I am so bad,
 
I'm the one whose sky got divided with you,
 
You are the one whose warm hands became habitual,
 
@Aroody