A keresés eredménye

I had a dream

I had a dream snow fell suddenly
There was silence and light in the world
Silence, light, peace and white snow
Alas, it was just a dream
 
I had a dream
A slow cloud was drifting over the quiet town
A cloud of peace in a town of light
Alas, it was just a dream
 
Now in reality I live and don't live
Trying to keep the silence
But the crazy day is coming for me
And takes me with it
 
I had a dream
I had gotten lucky somehow for the first time in years
An imaginary happiness in the tumult of years
Alas, it was just a dream
 
I had a dream there was no sadness anymore
Lonely people met each other
They met each other, kept silent and smiling
Alas, it was just a dream
Alas, it was just a dream
 

Ranevskaya

Versions: #1
[Couplet 1]:
Sit-sit with me gray headed, gray headed.
I covered your head in silver, and farther silence.
Like Ranevskaya played - I couldn't.
 
[Bridge]:
Will you write letters to me?
You will write letters to me!
Let me smoke, let me finish your drink.
Resistance is pointless!
 
Chorus:
Why did I let go of your hand? Why, say?
There, where the performance is over, real life begins.
In order to feel nothing - I'll pretend to be a clay statue.
People, I ask one thing: bury me under the plinth.
In order to feel nothing - let me smoke, let me drink.
But Mama, I ask one thing: bury me under the plinth.
 
[Couplet 2]:
Don't need, I'm by myself, I'm by myself
For you, for all, with everyone, but one.
And from the window Moon - my real friend,
Servant of loneliness.
 
[Bridge]:
Will you write letters to me?
You will write letters to me!
Let me smoke, let me finish your drink.
Resistance is pointless!
 
Chorus:
Why did I let go of your hand? Why, say?
There, where the performance is over, real life begins.
In order to feel nothing - I'll pretend to be a clay statue.
People, I ask one thing: bury me under the plinth.
In order to feel nothing - let me smoke, let me drink.
But Mama, I ask one thing: bury me under the plinth.
 
[Couplet 3]:
Stays the clock, doesn't hit midnight
No more friends, which lied.
Tragicomedy - an encore.
The curtains slowly fall.
 
I don't play, I lived this play
So, how I could. What for?
 
Chorus:
Why did I let go of your hand? Why, say?
There, where the performance is over, real life begins.
In order to feel nothing - I'll pretend to be a clay statue.
People, I ask one thing: bury me under the plinth.
In order to feel nothing - let me smoke, let me drink.
But Mama, I ask one thing: bury me under the plinth.
 

Állítsátok meg a Földet

Hadd mondják: 'A világ megőrült', de nem jobb vagy rosszabb, mint volt
Hadd mondják és különböző időpontokban fogadják el őt bármilyennek
Nem vagyok jobb, mint mások, más akarok lenni, igen, csak más vagyok
Tiszta, mint a fény, mint az ég, a világom is kék, olyan akarok lenni, mint ő - kék.
 
Refrén:
Állítsátok meg a Földet, leszállok
Nem zuhanok le, nem zuhanok le
Az én bolygóm, pont úgy, mint én - más.
 
Állítsátok meg a Földet, leszállok
Megtalálom az enyémet, vagy sem
Ilyen kék színben fogok előjönni.
 
Egyesek szerint, az éggel nem lehet vitatkozni, fogadd el, amit adtak
Azt is mondják, hogy úgy kell élned, mint a Föld többi része, de ez rólam szól és nem róla
Több százezer őrültséget ismerek magamban, igen, csak más vagyok
Az erő és az érzelmek darabokra szakítanak, és talán már kék vagyok?
 
Refrén:
Állítsátok meg a Földet, leszállok
Nem zuhanok le, nem zuhanok le
Az én bolygóm, pont úgy, mint én - más.
 
Állítsátok meg a Földet, leszállok
Megtalálom az enyémet, vagy sem
Ilyen kék színben fogok előjönni.
 

GOTHIC LOLITA DOCTRINE

Beloved hypocrites
Now lost and dead
 
Stand up and brandish
This noble, singing voice
 
Fairy Empire!
Fairy Empire!
Fairy Empire!
Fairy Empire!
Fairy Empire!
Fairy Empire!
Fairy Empire!
 
Resonating
 
Fairy Empire!
Fairy Empire!
 
To deceive
 
Fairy Empire!
Fairy Empire!
 
I will rewrite
These remaining days
Come to accomplish
And we will shine
 

Lolita

[First verse]
She was spinnin' like a merry-go-round.
Her soul got absorbed by darkness.
Demon bursts through, craving for more.
Evil is hanging like a chandelier.
Cursed crystals vibrating with pain are above her head.
Holes in a wall are covered with wallpaper.
Will (Coco) Chanel help to get rid of the stench of a bricked-up decomp?
But she's a woman, for Heaven's sake!
I'm running out of metaphors, this girl is rotten to the core.
Her folks think that she's delicate like a flower but she lives on the fast line.
She's been foolin' them for years.
*She has a foul tongue and her thoughts are wicked
like Grey's contracts.
'Mirror, mirror, on the wall...' Who if not Lolita?
She's full of herself and feeds her ego just like
Candida feeds on sugar (play on words)
An angel without wings is touchin' the purple clouds
but it's just a matter of time before she'll overdo it.
 
[Chorus]
She dances, dances with life like a crazy person.
Look how this teenage girl hungers for new experiences.
She dances even though she barely knows the steps.
Look how she dances and touches violet clouds.
Lolita, Lolita, take her, don't ask her about age.
Lolita, Lolita, she's unstoppable, party is her orbit.
Lolita, Lolita, she's sexually broad minded
and doesn't slow down on 'em corners.
Lolita, Lolita, she's still a small girl hidden under make-up.
 
[Second verse]
Her young lungs are filled with smoke.
Look how she feeds cancer.
Her nostrils are full of powder and lines are longer than dachshund.
She turned on the alcohol faucet.
Low-calorie diet, feeder is full of toxic substances.
This fake Barbie lives in La-la land.
She's always lookin' for a dick like a bitch on heat.
She's vulgar like the ladies of the night.
She rarely gets soppy about something or cries.
She's rather a cold person.
She's interested in sex, cars, jewellery and parties
not in 'Mr Inkblot's Academy' or playing blind man's buff.
Her schoolmates are loaded like a full clip. (play on words)
They don't act in accordance with the rules of etiquette.
They're flirtatious and do not read the papers.
She's a spoiled bitch who never worked a day in her life.
She likes being called ' bitch', she gets everything she wants.
She speeds up like pitch and dances to the beat.
She'll reach a deadlock, her destiny is already on a board.
 
[Chorus]
 
[Third verse]
She's deprived of parental love.
Banknotes and golden card won't give her wamth.
She blocked all the feelings like a shield and replaced them with emptiness.
Darkness grasps her like devil's arms.
She doesn't know her own worth
and everyday becomes immersed in gloom while fullfilling her desires.
She throws in quiet cry for help between sentences like Enigma machine.
No response hardens her.
She lives a lazy life like panda, waitin' for the weekend to begin.
This spoiled doll feels blue. She's bored with life.
Will she defeat her inner demons ?
Chedda falls on her like manna from heaven whenever she needs it.
This fine lady will soon be in the red.
She spends it on stimulants but her parents think it's allergy.
Their relationship is sad just like Lolita's elegy.
She needs a change in her life but acts like she's daydreamin'.
*Greed is what they both have in common.
She wants to be loved but she won't find it on Instagram.
Nothing on Facebook.
Tell me where are you and I will show up.
 
notes/titbits:
a) 'She has a foul tongue and her thoughts are wicked like Grey's contracts.'
Reference to the movie '50 shades of Grey'.
b) 'Greed is what they both have in common.'
Original text: Ze szczurem we mgle, łączy ich pazerności kabel.
 
'Krime Story' is Kali's 4th solo album based on the book
under the same title. By 'both' I meant the main protagonist of the story
here referred to as ' Szczur we mgle' (Rat in the mist) and Lolita.
 

Fekete Lolita

Fekete Lolita – Nem Isten teremtménye vagy
Fekete Lolita – Téged a sötétségből küldtek
Fekete Lolita – Csábítani jöttél és csőbe húzni
Fekete Lolita – Éden almái szíjjakban
 
Be akarok hatolni az ajkaidba, a csípődbe, a szívedbe
Meg akarlak kefélni a hátsó kertben
Szeretni akarlak a szüleid hálójában
Olyan ártatlannak tűnsz, pedig te vagy az ördög
 
Fekete Lolita – Szerelmed szolgája vagyok
Lolita – Rabszolga vagyok
A szerelmed rabszolgája
 
Lüktetni akarok a mellkasodban, a melledben, a szívedben
A bőröd alatt akarok kúszni és robbanni
Fel akarlak szedni, mikor vége a sulinak
Segítő kezet nyújtasz, pedig oly gonosz vagy
 
Fekete lolita – Szerelmed szolgája vagzok
Lolita – Rabszolga vagyok
 
És ő azt mondta nekem
Nem érdekel, nem érdekel hány éves vagy
A szerelmem szolgája vagy
Nem érdekel, nem érdekel hány éves vagy
Engedelmeskedni fogsz, mikor azt kérem
Dugj erősebben
 
Szerelmed szolgája vagyok
Lolita – Rabszolga vagyok
A szerelmed rabszolgája
 

Gothic Lolita Propaganda

Even now I sleep
In a coffin that smells of roses
 
The bells that morn the people who die, proclaim an awakening
Setting its bound soul free
 
What is reflected in the eyes of the water spirits,
Are the days of the past
What surfaces on my porcelain skin,
Is the holy soul that sculpts my heart
 
Set it free, hold your sword up high
Bury the fool
Cut it away, for as long as you live
Except the reward of death
 
For those who fight, let there be the blood of judgment
For those who beg for mercy, let there be elation
 
The words that my smoldering lips spin
Are a lullaby that will destroy everything
 
The blood of the sacrifice freezes
Cutting apart its limbs
If you swear
To go against the gods and sacrifice yourself
Then I will go with you to the holy war
 
And if you are lamenting on the brink of despair
Tangled up in the delusions that you inlaid
Then I will be by your side
In exchange for the proof that we died together
 

Én, Lolita

Versions: #3
Lolitának hívnak,
Lo, vagy akár Lola,
Teljesen mindegy.
Lolitának hívnak,
Mikor farkasokkal álmodom,
Lola az, aki vérzik.
Mikor megbotlik a nyelvem,
Őrülten nevetek, olyan őrülten,
Mint egy jelenés. Lolitának hívnak,
Az élet vize, a lángoló szerelmeké.
 
Lolitának hívnak,
Iskolás lány olyan harisnyában,
Ami metilkék.
Lolitának hívnak,
Heves, és nem
Félig pamut, félig len.
Csend, és egy száj, ami nem mondja el
Anyunak, hogy egy jelenés vagyok.
Lolitának hívnak,
Az élet vize, a lángoló szerelmeké.
 
Refrén
 
Ez nem az én hibám,
És mikor elhallgatok,
Nézem a többieket,
Mind készek arra, hogy rám vessék magukat.
Ez nem az én hibám, nem az enyém,
Ha körös-körül hallom, hogy
Hello, hahó, te egy L.O.L.I.T.A. vagy,
Én, Lolita.
 

Ranevskaya

1.
Come sit with me gray hair, gray hair.
Silvered my head, then stilled the air.
As Ranevskaya performed - I couldn't go there.
 
[bridge]
Will you write me letters?
You will write me letters!
Let me finish my smoke, let me down a drink to you.
Resistance is pointless!
 
[refrain]
Why did I let go your hand? Why, tell me?
There, where play ends, real life begins.
To feel nothing - I will pretend to be a statue of clay.
People, I ask for one thing: bury me under the plinth.
To feel nothing - let me finish my smoke, my drink.
But mama, I beg of one thing: bury me under the plinth.
 
2.
Don't, I'm alone, I'm alone
For you, for all, with everyone, but alone.
Behind the window is my true friend, moon,
Servant of loneliness.
 
[bridge]
Will you write me letters?
You will write me letters!
Let me finish my smoke, let me down a drink to you.
Resistance is pointless!
 
[refrain]
Why did I let go your hand? Why, tell me?
There, where play ends, real life begins.
To feel nothing - I will pretend to be a statue of clay.
People, I ask for one thing: bury me under the plinth.
To feel nothing - let me finish my smoke, my drink.
But mama, I beg of one thing: bury me under the plinth.
 
3.
The clock has stopped, midnight not rung,
The friends are gone, the ones that lied.
Tragicomedy - encore and crown
Curtain slowly falling down.
 
I did not act, I lived this whole play
The way I could. Why?
 
[refrain]
Why did I let go your hand? Why, tell me?
There, where play ends, real life begins.
To feel nothing - I will pretend to be a statue of clay.
People, I ask for one thing: bury me under the plinth.
To feel nothing - let me finish my smoke, my drink.
But mama, I beg of one thing: bury me under the plinth.