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Vigyél engem folyó

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Folyó, vigyél engem az éles kanyarokhoz
Ahol mezők vannak, az én mezőim, ahol erdők vannak, az én erdőim
Folyó, vigyél el a szülőhelyemre
Ahol a gyönyörűségem él, kék szemei vannak
Sötét, mint az éjszaka, gyors, mint a folyó
Úgy vár rám, mint magányos hold az égen
 
A ködön túl fény van, annyira messze van tőlem
Szél segíts nekem, küldj egy üzenetet a kedvesemnek
Tudom, hogy vár rám a gyönyörűségem, éjszaka néz minden szemmel
Sötét, mint az éjszaka, gyors, mint a folyó
Úgy vár rám, mint magányos hold az égen
 
Folyó, vigyél engem az éles kanyarokhoz
Folyó, vigyél engem az éles kanyarokhoz
Kék szemei vannak, sötét, mint az éjszaka,
Gyors, mint a folyó, úgy vár rám,
Mint magányos hold az égen
 

Combat

Versions: #1
But in war, so it is in war,
There is ammo, vodka, and fixin's for a price.
And in a war, it's difficult work, and as for you...
You shoot, or else they will kill you.
 
And in war, like in this war...
Buddy, remember me.
And in war - it's a dark hour,
Maybe we'll get it, or perhaps we'll get them.
 
Battalion commander, combat commander,
You didn’t mind shielding yourself behind the boys.
The jets soar, and the tanks are ablaze,
GOOD SHOOTING - HOT DAMN!, BATTALION COMMANDER - OORAH!, BATTALION COMMANDER!
 
The battalion commander, the battery commander,
Behind us is Russia, Moscow and Arbat.
BATTERY - OPEN FIRE!, BATTALION - OPEN FIRE!,
BATTERY COMMANDER - HELL YEAH!, he is in charge....
 
BATTERY - OPEN FIRE!, BATTALION - OPEN FIRE!,
BATTERY - OPEN FIRE!, BATTALION - OPEN FIRE!
BATTERY - OPEN FIRE!, BATTALION - OPEN FIRE!,
BATTERY - OPEN FIRE!, BATTALION - OPEN FIRE!
SHOOT! SHOOT! SHOOT! This scourge...
 
And in war, like in this war -
Soldiers see their mamas in their dreams.
And in the war... yeah, that's it...
Everything is more horrible than in those movies.
 
Yeah, war... war is war
Like a nasty aunt, she's a ball-buster!
Ah, war... war goes on,
And so a girl is waiting for a boy.
 
Battalion commander, combat commander,
You didn’t mind shielding yourself behind the boys.
The jets soar, and the tanks are ablaze,
GOOD SHOOTING - HOT DAMN!, BATTALION COMMANDER - OORAH!, BATTALION COMMANDER!
 
The battalion commander, the battery commander,
Behind us is Russia, Moscow and Arbat.
BATTERY - OPEN FIRE!, BATTALION - OPEN FIRE!,
BATTERY COMMANDER - HELL YEAH!, he is in charge.
 
Battalion commander, combat commander,
You didn’t mind shielding yourself behind the boys.
The jets soar, and the tanks are ablaze,
GOOD SHOOTING - HOT DAMN!, BATTALION COMMANDER - OORAH!, BATTALION COMMANDER!
 
The battalion commander, the battery commander,
Behind us is Russia, Moscow and Arbat.
BATTERY - OPEN FIRE!, BATTALION - OPEN FIRE!,
BATTERY COMMANDER - HELL YEAH!, he is in charge...
 
BATTERY - OPEN FIRE!, BATTALION - OPEN FIRE!,
BATTERY - OPEN FIRE!, BATTALION - OPEN FIRE!
BATTERY - OPEN FIRE!, BATTALION - OPEN FIRE!,
BATTERY - OPEN FIRE!, BATTALION - OPEN FIRE!
SHOOT! SHOOT! SHOOT! This scourge...
 
And in war, so it is in war...
In war, like in this war...
In war, so it is in war...
In war, like in this war...
 

The Steed

Versions:
I will depart with my steed through the field in the night
Into the darkness of night we'll go quietly
We'll ride the horse across the field together,
We'll ride the horse across the field together
 
On this night the field is filled with stellar bliss
Not a soul can be seen in the field
Just us two and the horse are strolling through the field,
Just us two and the horse are strolling through the field
 
I'll sit atop my steed
You'll carry me through that vast field
Through that endless field of mine,
Through that endless field of mine
 
Let me gaze upon it one more time
There where the field gives birth to the break of day
Ah, the lingonberry's light, the crimson dawn
Could this spot be real.. or is it not?
 
My precious field, and its springs
The lights of distant villages
The golden rye and the curly flax
I am enchanted by you Russia, so in love.
 
There will be a good harvest this year
There was every kind of thing , all sorts going on
Sing on gold rye, sing on curly flax
Sing of how I'm so enchanted by Russia.
 
Sing on gold rye, sing on curly flax…
We are riding through the field upon my steed
 

My Horse

In the evening when darkness fall
I will take my horse for a walk.
We’re two in meadows, faithful horse and I,
We shall walk along the meadows at night.
 
Night sends blessing stars and they shine.
No one see us when we ride.
Only we are there on dark green meadow,
Only faithful horse and I walking there.
 
I‘ll sit on the back of my steed,
And I’ll tell him run by his wish.
Run across the meadow endless deep at night.
Run across the endless meadow of mine.
 
Let me see the place even once
Where fields are meeting the sun.
Lingonberry light of the scarlet dawn
Oh, I wonder if exist it or no.
 
Meadows and fields and wellsprings
Distant lights of villages are seen.
Golden rye and flax with its curly blue.
I love you my Russia, oh, I love you!
 
Years promise harvest and grain.
Though times are never too plain.
Sing your song, oh rye, sing your song, my flax,
How I am fond of Russia, you tells.
 
Sing your song, oh rye, curly flax be high
We the two my horse and I walk at night…
 

Maybe, the forest knows

A forest and fields,
Mountains, rivers and seas,
Even the sky and the earth
Are you and me.
Flame and ice,
Immobility and flight.
Endless dance,
Everything lives, everything lives.
 
Maybe, the forest knows
The height of the sky?
Maybe, the river knows
The power of clouds?
Or just love
Has appeared again.
And where did it
Come to us from like spring?
 
The dome of the sky
Is full of mysteries and wonders,
Is full of abyss and fire
For you, for me.
Frost and heat,
Aspiration and rest,
We are like snowflakes and flowers,
You and me.
 
Maybe, the forest knows
The beauty of the sky?
Maybe, the river knows
The power of clouds?
Or just love
Has appeared again.
And where did it
Come to us from like spring?..
 
Maybe, the forest knows
How many mysteries the sky has,
Maybe, the river knows
How many tears are in clouds.
 
I have to say that (obviously) English is not my native language, so if you feel that my translation needs some corrections, do not hesitate to offer them =)) I really want to get rid of mistakes.

Forgive me, mother

The cold ruled it all, no way to stick your nose outside,
A debauchee chauffeur took me for a ride just for one bottle,
Mother, forgive your son,
Forgive me, mother, forgive me (1).
 
He was telling jokes and spinning the wheel,
While I was going home, silent as if I were mute,
Mother, forgive your son,
Forgive me, mother, forgive me (1).
 
The window is lighted, you are probably not sleeping,
Mother, for Christ's sake, you'll understand, you'll forgive,
Mother, mother, don't cry, don't wail, wait,
Forgive me, mother, forgive me.
 
I came back, sang it all (2), thank God, made it in time.
Thank God I made it in time, shouted out, wheezed (3),
Mother, forgive your son,
Forgive me, mother, forgive me (1).
 
Till my death comes to claim me shall I kneel here,
How have you been living here, let me hug you,
Mother, mother, don't cry, it's all in the past now,
Forgive me, mother, forgive me.
 

Free

I haven't walked the earth barefoot for so long,
haven't loved, suffered, cried.
I'm a man of business (1) and don't you dream about anyone else,
the card has been put on the line.
 
Fate, oh fate, what have you done to me?
Worn me out like an unholy power.
One day I'll come with my head bowed in guilt
in the name of Father and Son.
 
Free day, day (2),
Free night, night
And I want so much to look into your eyes.
Free, it's raining, raining.
Free, the wind blows in my face (3).
And there's so much I need to tell you.
Maybe we should start it all anew?
 
I haven't asked permission from the bright water
From willows, from burches, from a ravine.
Why are you rescuing me from my sorrow,
you intoxicating and evil brew?
 
I haven't walked the earth barefoot for so long,
haven't slumbered on dew early.
In your eyes I surely look like a weirdo.
I probably won't change.
 
Free day, day (2),
Free night, night
And I want so much to look into your eyes.
Free, it's raining, raining.
Free, the wind blows in my face (3).
And there's so much I need to tell you.
Maybe we should start it all anew?
 
Free day, day
Free night, night
 
Free day, day (2),
Free night, night
And I want so much to look into your eyes.
Free, it's raining, raining.
Free, the wind blows in my face (3).
And there's so much I need to tell you.
Maybe we should start it all anew?
 
Free day, day
Free day, day
Free night, night
Free night, night
Free, it's raining, raining
Free
Wind blows in my face
Free
tears in your eyes
 
Free day, day
Free
Free night, night
Free
 
Free, it's raining, raining
Free
Wind blows in my face
Free
tears in your eyes
 
Free day, day
Free
Free night, night
Free
 

Sympathy Seeker

I haven't got anyone, except my motherland... yes!
I haven't got anyone, except the wind - my friend.
Oh, pray for me, an orphan, father(1)...
You pray for me, pray for me, yes, yes, yes...
 
Orphan of Kazan(2)!
Succeed in life to spite it all!
Grandfather died during the Civil war(3) -
he got lucky.
 
I haven't got anything, except my honour and my conscience.
I haven't got anything, except old grudges.
Oh, what's the point of suffering, it'll probably all work out.
Yes, I want to believe that, but my soul forbids me to.
 
Orphan of Kazan(2)!
Succeed in life to spite it all!
Grandfather died during the Civil war(3) -
he got lucky.
 
I haven't got anyone, and no one to bid myself to...
I haven't got anything, so there's no point to worry.
Oh, the sad sad sorrow rolls on the road.
And I'm not that man to tear my soul apart(4), yes, yes, yes...
 
Orphan of Kazan(2)!
Succeed in life to spite it all!
Grandfather died during the Civil war(3) -
he got lucky.
 
Orphan of Kazan, the night(5) is dark,
Orphan of Kazan, this poor country.
 

Honeymoon

Good bye, my bachelor life!
An accordion plays in my soul
My heart is beating like an infernal machine
When I hold your hand in mine
 
Honeymoon, the white steamboat...
The colored sunset and the rose sunrise
An azure coast, seagulls and surf...
And we are fine in a honeymoon
 
We are an ideal couple
We match each other
Now you are my lawful wife
For me it's so nice to know it
 
Honeymoon, the white steamboat...
The colored sunset and the rose sunrise
An azure coast, seagulls and surf...
And we are fine in a honeymoon
 
We'll never be apart
But even if there are hard times
We'll stay as close as the petals of a flower
When we'll remember...
 
Honeymoon, the white steamboat...
The colored sunset and the rose sunrise
An azure coast, seagulls and surf...
And we are fine in a honeymoon
 

Thank you, T-34

A battleground is held by tanks.
Motors scream and armour plating shines.
Through mud, through anti-tank ditches,
they'll pierce through any line of fire.
 
...
...
...
...
 
And the enemy will tremble from the tank assault,
we'll capture the most inaccessable objective.
With a ration of vodka1 drawn from a dusty jar
the crew will raise a toast to their beloved tank.
 
And the tank crews will not forget
the grey-haired Urals who forged victory2
Let the field hospitals bore themseves without us.
We've got our orders, tomorrow we'll be on the move again.
 
Tanks are departing in thin columns
Tanks are departing amid the dry steppe grass
And above the earth, coming from the combat zone,
explosion flashes guide their way.
 
A tank is not about stripes or decorations3
I was wounded in battle at Prokhorovka4
Thank you, ,
for my youth spent fighting.
 
We've got your orders, with an accordion tune.
Tank crews (must be ready) at dawn or at dusk,
since a battleground is held by tanks,
and it can't go any other way, and that's a fact.
Since a battleground is held by tanks,
and it can't go any other way, and that's a fact.
 

• 1. lit. '100 grams'. Alcohol is measured by weight instead of volume in Russia. 100 grams would be about a full water glass
• 2. Soon after the beginning of the Great Partiotic War, a huge number of industrial complexes were moved into the Urals, outside the range of German bombers. People there worked in extremely difficult conditions to restore industrial capacity and produce a massive amount of weapons and supply. 'grey haired' alludes to the fact that only the elderly, childrend and some women worked there, the rest of the population was sent to the front or other military duties
• 3. lit. 'about stars on the (uniform) jacket'. Don't know if the stars allude to rank insignas on the shoulder pads or the golden star of 'hero of the Soviet Union', the highest Russian decoration
• 4. The biggest tank clash of the war, during the battle of Kursk in 1943

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Az élet a szerelmem

Ki vagy te, hogy megváltoztassál?
Hogy van jogod hozzá?
Ne mondd meg nekem, hogyan öltözzek.
Ne mondd meg nekem, hogy mit tegyek.
 
Refrén (2X)
Szerelmes vagyok, de nem te beléd
Az életbe vagyok őrülten szerelmes
és mindig habzsolom azt, és nem elég
hé, élet, csodás vagy s keserves!
 
Nem bírom elviselni a panaszod
én még mindig szexi vagyok.
kiélvezem azt hogy a mában élek
és neked én csak egy pótlék vagyok - egy ötlet
 
Refrén (2X)
Szerelmes vagyok, de nem te beléd
Az életbe vagyok őrülten szerelmes
és mindig habzsolom azt, és nem elég
hé, élet, csodás vagy s keserves!
 

Nurse

Night will tear the aching threads
I don't think I will live till morning
I'm begging you, please write,
Please write a few words, Nurse
 
Write to the little boy named Vova
That I'm sending him all the kisses
And that I'm saving an Austrian helmet from Lviv
To give to him as a present
 
Write to my poor wife
Write at least a few words to her
That I was wounded non-lethally in my arm
That I'm getting better and will be healthy soon
 
And write to my father separately
That my entire valiant regiment perished
That I was mortally wounded, shot through the chest
While carrying out my military duty
I'm begging you, please write,
Please write a few words, Nurse
I'm begging you, please write,
Please write a few words, Nurse
 

For you!

Do you remember our childhood?
Do you remember I was fighting till I bled?
For you, for you, for you!
My mama had problems with my broken knee or eyebrow.
For you!
 
And then there were countries with highways.
For you, for you, for you!
Mujahideen were shooting and only one thing kept me alive: You!
 
A birthmark looks like a grain on your shoulder
I'll drain my glass to the dregs for you!
For you, for you, for you!
 
I have sung a lot of songs on the night boulevards
For you, for you, for you!
The guys were surprised because I had never sung for anyone else
For you!
 
I'll go through every sunset and sunrise again and again
For you, for you, for you!
Do you remember our childhood?
I was fighting till I bled for you!
For you!
 
A birthmark looks like a grain on your shoulder
I'll drain my glass to the dregs for you!
For you, for you, for you!
 

Hamlet

Smoke rises from the pipe
People get up early
A cloud hugs with a month
And float across the sky
 
The track, the steep road
I came here so pimped
Well, I see you talkative
 
Here it is, the hamlet
Yes, hamlets, th hamlets
Snow as a milk from a crane
And on hamlet, on hamlet, on hamlet
Waiting for me bird cherry in kerchief
 
And from star to star the pathes
Are stamped in the darkness
And the moon is clear in the sky
Like a birthmark in a shoulder
 
And the Siberian feast
Spills on the free
Well, I see that you're buzzed
 
Here it is, the hamlet
Yes, hamlets, th hamlets
Snow as a milk from a crane
And on hamlet, on hamlet, on hamlet
Waiting for me bird cherry in kerchief
 
Here it is, the hamlet
Yes, hamlets, th hamlets
Snow as a milk from a crane
And on hamlet, on hamlet, on hamlet
Waiting for me bird cherry in kerchief
 
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