A keresés eredménye oldal 11

Zak Storm Intro (Latin American Spanish)

Zak Storm,
Zak Storm,
Zak Storm!
 
I will be your guide, always
I will be by your side
Firm, strong
Searching for justice
 
I will be your guide, always
I will save you from danger
Nothing to fear
While I'm next to you
 
Zak Storm, Zak Storm!
 
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It Is Said That Eve And Adam

It is said that Eve and Adam
Picked the first fruit from the apple.
We keep picking them till dawn:
I, together with my hon...
 
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Frogs Are Croaking In The Pond

Frogs are croaking in the pond
Right behind the village,
As I spin tall tales and more
In my sweetheart's ears.
 
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At The Kiev Railway Station

At the Kiev railway station1
Once two priests were loitering.
Were loitering, were loitering,
Then stole all cash from cashbox wing.
 

• 1. lit: Kiev Passenger Rail terminal in Moscow

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Darling's Left to Join The Army

Darling's left to join the army
And told me to date no one.
I won't do it though I'm horny,
If boys call, I'll jump the gun.
 
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Summer child - Viva America

I wake from my dream, to the summer breeze,
and I get a good feeling, when I hear the sea.
Summer mood is again so rambunctious.
I would really like to fall in love with everyone.
I've been waiting for many many days.
Now it's summer vacation, I feel no trace of sorrow.
Heart bounding, searching for a friend!
Again life tastes like this.
 
Aa I am just a summer child.
Aa so wild from my nature.
Aa I am just a summer child.
Aa my worries are gone.
 
And these summerjobs there are no comparision.
Doesn't wring the belt, when I run towards the sea.
Summer mood is again so rambunctious.
I would really like to fall in love with everyone.
And somewhere i'll get you next to me to the beach,
I would really like to give you a kiss now.
Heart beating! I see you arriving,
and the life tastes like this.
 
Aa I am just a summer child.
Aa so wild from my nature.
Aa I am just a summer child.
Aa my worries are gone.
 
And these summerjobs there are no comparision.
Doesn't wring the belt, when I run towards the sea.
Summer mood is again so rambunctious.
I would really like to fall in love with everyone.
And somewhere i'll get you next to me to the beach,
I would really like to give you a kiss now.
Heart beating! I see you arriving,
and the life tastes like this.
 
Aa I am just a summer child.
Aa so wild from my nature.
Aa I am just a summer child.
Aa my worries are gone.
Aa I am just a summer child.
Aa my worries are gone...
 

Letter found in the shirt of an American soldier dead at Vietnam. June, 1972.

When you wrote to me I wasn't there anymore,
when you called me there was noise here
and I couldn't hear what they said
about those cardboard heroes.
 
I remember the heroic farewell
with high flags and honoring shouts,
and you, crying softly,
for my future, for your future.
 
And here today,
of what kind of heroism can we talk about
besides that of the one who under the sea
bursts inside the mines for his love?
 
And now
what can you and me expect
looking at these children who will never become
children like you and me?
 
If my bones come back home, don't cry for them,
and throw away the medal they will give you
and forget I was killed in action.
Because it was not like that, because I was just another murderer
and I don't even deserve death.
 

Maidens Frolicked On Cold Ice

Maidens frolicked on cold ice,
Froze their tiny flimflam vise.
But without this flimflam vise
Nothing's going: bad or nice.
 
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Once Above The Village Barn

Once above the village barn
Lightning struck with loud clap.
Maidens had their hymens torn,
But women only gasped: Oh, crap!
 
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Sing Alone, My Dear Lover

Sing alone, my dear lover,
For I cannot sing at all.
I misstepped and fell from platform,
And can't open my pie hole.
 
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I want to dance

HE:
 
I want to dance,
I want to shout,
Scream it out into the world:
Mine is the most beautiful of women,
Mine alone.
 
SHE:
 
Let yourself be taken,
Let yourself be held,
Kissed yet again,
Who is happier today,
Than we two.
 
TOGETHER:
 
A thousand little angels sing:
'Love each other',
Sweet from the heart you hear it:
'Love each other.'
Come, my beau / darling,
Hold me tight in your arms,
Oh ... might the whole world collapse,
I've got you.
 
SHE:
 
Sweetly I'll tremble –
Tell me, am I alive,
Or is it a dream?
That there can be so much happiness,
I hardly knew.
 
HE:
 
Let us praise
Him up there
Who's made it so good..
For sure my heart its very self
Laughs to Him out of joy.
 
TOGETHER:
 
A thousand little angels sing:
'Love each other',
Sweet from the heart you hear it:
'Love each other.'
 
Come, my beau / darling,
Hold me tight in your arms,
Oh ... might the whole world collapse,
I've got you.
 
Come, my beau / darling,
Hold me tight in your arms,
Oh ... might the whole world collapse,
I've got you.
 

America

They've already told me a lot about America
in an old dream shop.
There money buys you a house,
maybe a dog,
in the end a family.
 
So I pack and fly until America.
Let go of truth, at least a comfort
there happiness flows with the water,
moves the dollar, seduces you*
 
And each time I get comfortable
you always lead me to the edge.
I close my eyes,
I waited for you two thousand years,
for America of light,
for America of gold**
 
I sail in a taxi in a America,
on the radio a seductive girl sings.
She'll make eyes at us,
tomorrow we'll make her a protest symbol.
 
And I am in between the towers of America,
She*** reminds me a bit of an old story
about people who climbed up until the sky.
Today they are fighting over a piece of land.
 
And each time I get comfortable
you always lead me to the edge.
I close my eyes,
I waited for you two thousand years,
for America of light,
for America of gold.**
Each time I get comfortable-
You're not true love but you are a stormy night.
I close my eyes,
I waited for you two thousand years,
for America of light,
for America of gold.**
 

Like the Americans/ To Miami

A melody for fun...
For those who respect
and love women.
Like I love them,
yes, yes, yes, yes, like I love them.
Yes, and I make my lusts
always, always, always like the important ones.
Yeah, yeah, yeah, like the Americans.
 
× 2
Mother, mother, mother what a great woman!
She has a great talent from head to toe.
Oh, my mommy, I felt in love.
Oh, my mother, how she got me dizzy!
 
(chorus) 
To Miami, I take you to Miami,
To live our lives like the Americans.
To Miami, to Miami (come on, come on)
Like the Ameri- Americans.
 
× 2
Mother, mother, mother, how beautiful she is!
She's very beautiful, but she's dangerous.
Mother, mother, mother if she looks at you,
Right away she drives you crazy, right away she get you dizzy.
 
(chorus) 
To Miami, I take you to Miami,
To live our lives like the Americans.
To Miami, to Miami (come on, come on)
Like the Ameri- Americans.
 
Come to Maiami, I take you to Miami.
Come to Maiami, I'll take you to Miami.
 
To Miami, I take you to Miami
To live our lives like the Americans.
To Miami, to Miami (come on, come on)
To Miami.
 
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Lights of America

Come here and look outside
Let me see how you see it
I see smoke over the ruins
You look at the same point and smile
 
Come on, let's go to the sea
In the meantime the peninsula can float
Let's do it like this: I drive and you look out
Because you remain the best at looking
 
And we'll need bread and luck
And we'll need wine and courage
But most of all, we'll need
good traveling companions
 
The lights of America
The stars over Africa
The show lights up
The lights escaping your soul
 
Come here, let's go out
Out of a screen, out of my prisons
The sun is still doing its job
To Saints and to cutthroats
Lend me your eyes again, so I'll look at a finger
While you look at the moon
And come closer, a bit closer
Because I want a new panorama now
 
And we'll need bread and luck
And we'll need wine and courage
But most of all, we'll need good traveling companions
 
The lights of America
The stars over Africa
The show lights up
The lights escaping your soul
The light of Africa
The stars of America
 
The show lights up
The lights escaping your soul
The light of Africa
The stars of America
 
And, through destruction and marvel
You wait for me on the doorstep
Such miracles
Can only be noticed
When awake
 
The lights of America
The stars over Africa
The show lights up
The lights escaping your soul
The light of Africa
The stars of America
 
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My love you didn't deserve

Last night I called you,
Because I couldn't sleep,
And you were crying at the phone,
Crying along with my heart,
But for someone else...
 
(chorus x2)
My love you didn't deserve,
You deserve only tears and you got them!
But maybe that's how love is,
To love only what you can't have...
 
(chorus x2)
 
So fast you answered,
In your voice I sensed you've cried,
When you realised it's me, then
You started to cry again.
 
(chorus x2)
 

Americandrim

{Chorus} X2
I can be what I want to be,
Losing my dignity,
Cause I got a lot of life in me,
Let me live my American dream!
 
McDonalds, Michael, Notorious BIG,
George Bush, Coca Cola and MTV,
Hollywood, Mike Tyson, Iraq,
11 september, what a disaster, what a shame!
 
FBI, CIA, Hamburger, Hot Dog,
Bill Gates, Windows, Microsoft,
Now you no loger call it 'work', you call it 'job'
No long ago 'adidas' were considered basic wear.
 
Chill man, janes english, no
We no longer have 'bad neighbourhoods', now we have 'Ghettos'
Rappers have 'flow', they are 'underground, yo!'
Now everyting is 'cool', nothing is 'good' anymore.
 
Women go 'glam', men get drunk often,
They always drink 'whisky' and act like 'superman'.
You must keep up with the times, otherwise you're toasted,
'Is this the life' doesn't sound so good in Romanian.
 
{Chorus} X2
I can be what I want to be,
Losing my dignity,
Cause I got a lot of life in me,
Let me live my American dream!
 
Nadia Comăneci, Țiriac, Ceaușescu
Hagi, Dracula and that's about how much people know.
We eat 'kebab' and after we go to 'fitness',
No biggie, the world it's upside down anyway.
 
TV stations make 'rating', we now have 'DJs',
We speak english since the day we are born, yo.
Kids no longer wanna be like Chickie Chan [1]
They play 'Counter-Strike' and wanna be 'stars'.
 
An the production house they use the word 'sound'
**You must be 'catchy', do something Tupac-ish,
If it's not like that or like this, you will get no 'airplay'**
They act like we're paid in dollars and not in lei [2].
 
Somewhere in the Balkans you can hear manele, [3]
You don't say, have you forgot that we used to be part of Turkey?
Some oppose me because I'm trying to be original,
Cuz I'm trying to make this Sălăjan [4] Rapp more to our taste.
 
'Friend'? No! Now you say 'Bro',
We have bunnies in Playboy that shake their asses.
We go 'VIP', but everything is a shade of grey
When the boys from IMF visit us.
 
They're some kind of MAI, but as long as we're alive
We go to work to make as much money as we can.
If somebody discovers something new,
Most definetly the reasearchers are from America.
 
{Chorus} X2
I can be what I want to be,
Losing my dignity,
Cause I got a lot of life in me,
Let me live my American dream!
 
Die my mother if I lie you... [5]
You won't even understand what I'm saying if you don't know english.
 
{Chorus} X2
I can be what I want to be,
Losing my dignity,
Cause I got a lot of life in me,
Let me live my American dream!
 

The Sailor's Wife

Versions: #2
She just could not help herself
Allowed bitterness to take seed
It nested somewhere in her chest
As she never went to any school
She then had a lot of kids
As many as she has toes
 
Her heart would always crumple down
When departure drew near once again
But only the weak show their feelings
On the docks they wave
Everyone whose lot is to wait
 
The man was taken by the ship and cresting waves
Far from here and into warmth
The wife stayed to raise their kids
Years ate their trails onto her face
 
She was not always like she is now
So hateful and so old-fashioned
Now she only talks to walls alone
Cross-stitched pictures stare at her
As she shuffles through postcards
The kids never come to visit her
 
Left on the shore again
Still that holy wrath warms her heart
Oh how the years have passed since then
When the kids took her to the dock
And the ship came, but he never did
 
At the old hotel
In her bright blue dress
She had been doing her hair for an hour
In the attic room
He gives a long look
Walks up to her, asks for a dance
Says that every dance of the night
Is hers and hers alone
 
With red cheeks, she shakes her head
Makes note of every word
She is hesitant
While he is strong and determined
Takes whatever he desires
And now he desires the girl
Life is a reverie from a song
Prince of the seas and his kingdom
The orchestra plays
The violin's silence could not be sweeter
With firm grip he leads the dance
Takes care and never lets go
The hands still have strength and feeling
Old age is far and illness unknown
 

When I Go Down The Street

When I go down the street and I'm reminded of you
I'm filled with happiness, with a will to live
It seems to me they were the prettiest flowers
The sky is radiant and the fine air
 
When in the night I hear
Some melody, what I wouldn't give to be by your side
To feel that I am alive, that I live fiercely
And so that you can feel what you are to me
 
I'm enamored with your being
I'm enamored with your love
And every time I think of your sweetness
My heart begins to blossom
 
I remember that you have a peculiar light
That you're always smiling for me
And I begin to relive in my memory
The glory that you have brought to my life
 
I'm enamored with your being
I'm enamored with your love
And every time I think of your sweetness
My heart begins to blossom
 
I remember that you have a peculiar light
That you're always smiling for me
And I begin to relive in my memory
The glory that you have brought to my life
 

Just a latin american guy

I'm just
A latin american guy
With no money in the bank
No important relatives
And coming from the country
 
But I've got a radio song in my head
In which an old composer from Bahia told me:
'All is divine, all is wonderful'
 
I've been listening to a lot of records
I've been talking to people
I've been walking my walk
Talk, tunes, around the night
And I don't have a single friend
That still believes that
Everything changes
With all the reason
 
I'm just
A latin american guy
With no money in the bank
No important relatives
And coming from the country
 
But I know everything's forbidden
Rather, I wanted to say that everything's allowed
Even kissing you in the dark of the movie theater
When no one sees us
 
Don't ask me to write you
A song as one should
Correct, white, smooth
Very clean, very light
Sounds, words, are razors
And I can't sing as it's suited
Without hurting anyone
 
But don't worry, my friend
With the horrors I tell you
This is just a song
Life really is different
I mean, life is much worse
 
I'm just
A latin american guy
With no money in the bank
Please
Don't draw your gun in the saloon
I'm just the singer
 
But if after singing
You still want to shoot me
Kill me quickly,
In the afternoon, at three
Because at night
I have an appointment
And I can't miss it
Because of you all
 
I'm just
A latin american guy
With no money in the bank
No important relatives
And coming from the country
But I know nothing is divine
Nothing, nothing is wonderful
Nothing, nothing is secret
Nothing, nothing is mysterious, no
 
Na na na na na na na na
 

Amerikai fiú

[Chorus: Perrie]
Éneklem, éneklem, éneklem
Ooh, la la, összetörte a szívemet
Tudom, hogy rá gondol, amikor gitáron játszik
És ooh, la la, az én amerikai fiúm
(Éneklem, éneklem, éneklem)
 
[Verse 1: Jesy]
Kaliforniában találkoztam vele,
Egy bandában játszott, a lány pedig a színpadon táncolt
Azt mondta én vagyok számára az egyetlen, de az a lány az akit elveszített
És még csak az igazi nevét sem tudta
 
[Pre-Chorus: Leigh-Anne]
Nem akarom felkapni
Minden, amit mondasz annyira bizonytalan
Nem akarok féltékeny lenni, csak figyelmetlen vagyok
Biztos megőrjítelek
 
[Chorus: Perrie & All]
Éneklem, éneklem, éneklem
Ooh, la la, összetörte a szívemet
Tudom, hogy rá gondol, amikor gitáron játszik
És ooh, la la, az én amerikai fiúm
(Éneklem, éneklem, éneklem)
Az én amerikai fiúm
 
[Post-Chorus: Leigh-Anne & All]
Amerikai, amerikai, amerikai fiú
Tudod ez az én amerikai, amerikai, amerikai fiúm
Amerikai, amerikai, amerikai fiú
Tudod ez az én amerikai, amerikai, amerikai fiúm
 
[Verse 2: Jade]
Szóval tudni akarom, hogy kivel beszélsz
Paranoiássá teszel, rosszá
Szomorúvá, őrültté
Úgy érzem meg kell kérdeznem
Tudni akarom, hogy otthon vagy e,
És ha igen, akkor egyedül vagy?
Egyedül? Vedd fel a telefont
 
[Pre-Chorus: Leigh-Anne]
Nem akarom felkapni
Minden, amit mondasz annyira bizonytalan
Nem akarok féltékeny lenni, csak figyelmetlen vagyok
Biztos megőrjítelek
 
[Chorus: Perrie, (Leigh-Anne) & All]
Éneklem, éneklem, éneklem
Ooh, la la, összetörte a szívemet
Tudom, hogy rá gondol, amikor gitáron játszik
És ooh, la la, az én amerikai fiúm
(Éneklem, éneklem, éneklem)
Az én amerikai fiúm
 
[Post-Chorus: Leigh-Anne w/ All, (Perrie)]
Amerikai, amerikai, amerikai fiú
Tudod ez az én amerikai, amerikai, amerikai fiúm
Amerikai, amerikai, amerikai fiú
Tudod ez az én amerikai, amerikai, amerikai fiúm
 
[Bridge: Jesy w/ All, Jade & Perrie]
Éneklem, éneklem, éneklem
Ooh, la la, összetörte a szívemet
Tudom, hogy rá gondol, amikor gitáron játszik
Igen, rá gondol
 
[Chorus: Perrie w/ All, All & (Leigh-Anne)]
Éneklem, éneklem, éneklem
Ooh, la la, összetörte a szívemet
Tudom, hogy rá gondol, amikor gitáron játszik
És ooh, la la, az én amerikai fiúm
(Éneklem, éneklem, éneklem)
Az én amerikai fiúm
 
[Outro: Leigh-Anne w/ All]
Amerikai, amerikai, amerikai fiú
Tudod ez az én amerikai, amerikai, amerikai fiúm
Amerikai, amerikai, amerikai fiú
Tudod ez az én amerikai, amerikai, amerikai fiúm
 

After covering my eyes

After covering my eyes,
They ask, 'Who are we?'
How can I take the name of someone,
When they always reside in my heart?
 
Huun Uun Uun Uun Uun,*
Huun Uun Uun Uun Uun.
 
After covering my eyes,
They ask, 'Who are we?'
How can I take the name of someone,
When they always reside in my heart?
 
Until we see that heart,
How can we feel trust?
 
Even to this attitude of yours,
Our heart feels more love.
Even to this complaint/protest of yours,
My love is no less.
After covering my... (repeat)
 
No, we will not thus be convinced,
So how can we make you understand?
Come show us your heart.
And where shall we bring this heart from?
Now that we've given it to you to keep,
How can we show it to you?
After covering my... (repeat)
 
Tell us why you gave it thus?
Because it belonged to you.
Tell us why you gave it thus?
Because it belonged to you.
For as long as it was with me,
There was this weird restlessness.
Fine, let's let these protests go,
Even the moon is at its peak.
After covering my... (repeat)
 

Gypsy

Take a dance oh soldier
Because we have a wedding and not a joke
Because we have friends today in the eating place (the huge table that's used for eating during the celebrations)
Because we have relatives and friends (x2)
 
Refrain
So cry gypsy
A melody for the unlucky ones
A melody with clarinets
A melody like you know it (x2)
 
Aman rakı made me drunk
The sweet music abducted me
Because the poor fortune is gone
For the best melody
 
Refrain
So cry gypsy
A melody for the unlucky ones
A melody with clarinets
A melody like you know it (x2)
 

az Amerikai Egyesült Államok himnusza A csillagos zászló

Ugye látod már fenn
ébredő reggelen
lobogó zászlónk
kit óvott eddig a csend
csíkjai s a csillagok
csatánkban fenn lobog
a zord bástyák fölött
hozzánk mindig hű marad
a ránk szórt tűz fénye
a bombák zaja közt
világlik s látjuk őt
ahogy a fényben lobog
ott van zászlónk
messzire, a távolba néz
követi a szabadság
büszke nemzetét
 
a part körül vár
a mély és a köd
az ellenség hajóit
fagyos csönd veszi körül
mi ez, mit borzol a szél
az ostromló hullámok
között feltűnik
majd rejtve marad
az első napsugár
a hajnal fénye felfedi őt
és glóriát fon
a zászlónk fölött
a csillagok zászlója
a távolba néz
követi a szabadság
büszke nemzetét
 
szabad hazánkat
megvédjük mindig
bármily gyötrelmes,
szörnyű a háború
meg kell vívnunk a békéért
óvjon minket az ég
mondjunk imát
hívő népünkért
győznünk kell
ha miénk az igazság
zengjük mindnyájan
bízzunk Istenben
csillagos zászló
vív a győzelemért
követi a szabadság
büszke nemzetét
 
fordította Gaál György István
 

And then make love

And then make love.
No sex, just love.
And by this I mean
slow kisses on the mouth, on the neck,
on the belly, on the back,
bites on the lips,
intertwined hands,
and eyes inside eyes
 
I mean, hugs so tight
to become one thing,
bodies stuck and souls in collision,
caresses on the scratches
clothes off, together with fears,
kisses on our weaknesses,
on the signs of a life
which, until then
had been a little wrong.
 
I mean, fingers on the bodies,
creating constellations,
smelling scents,
hearts beating together,
breaths traveling
at the same pace.
 
And then smiles,
true, after some time
they hadn't been anymore
 
There,
make love and don't feel ashamed,
because love is art,
and you're the masterpieces.
 
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I like the verb to feel

I like the verb 'to feel'...
To hear the noise of the sea,
to smell its scent.
 
To hear the sound of rain
wetting your lips,
to sense a pen
that's tracing feelings on a piece of paper.
 
Smelling the scent of your loved ones,
hearing their voice
and feeling it with your heart.
 
'To feel' is the verb of emotions,
one lies on the back of the world
and feels...
 
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Amerikai Lány

Versions: #2
Szerelembe estem egy kisbolt parkolójában
A járdaszegélyen ülve jégkását iszunk, amibe egy kis alkoholt kevertünk
Az álmainkról beszélgettünk és arról, hogy mutatjuk meg majd mindenkinek mire vagyunk képesek
 
Azt mondtam neki, hogy van egy tervem és uralkodni fogok
És nincs szükségem egy férfira, hogy az utamba álljon
De ha a kezeiddel beszélsz, talán egyezkedhetünk
 
Csak tovább mozgatom a testem (igen)
Mindig kész vagyok a bulizásra (igen)
Nem, nem hallgatok anyucira (igen)
És soha sem fogok bocsánatot kérni
 
Egy amerikai lány vagyok
Forró vérű és indulásra kész
Imádom átvenni az irányítást a világ felett
Forró vérű, ízig-vérig amerikai lány
A televízión nőttem fel
Minden nap egy verseny
Tedd a kulcsot a gyújtásomba
 
Látni akarok minden csillagot, és minden egyebet
Venni akarok egy új szívet egy automatából
Mert ez egy szabad ország, szóval kedvesem azt teszünk, amit csak akarunk
Csak tovább mozgatom a testem (igen)
Mindig kész vagyok a bulizásra (igen)
Nem, nem hallgatok anyucira (igen)
És soha sem fogok bocsánatot kérni
 
Egy amerikai lány vagyok
Forró vérű és indulásra kész
Imádom átvenni az irányítást a világ felett
Forró vérű, ízig-vérig amerikai lány
A televízión nőttem fel
Minden nap egy verseny
Tedd a kulcsot a gyújtásomba
 
Tudod, hogy milyen fényesen fogunk ragyogni
(Oh milyen fényesen fogunk ragyogni)
Oh kedvesem egész este nem állunk le
(Oh egész este nem állunk le)
Tudod, hogy milyen fényesen fogunk ragyogni
(Oh milyen fényesen fogunk ragyogni)
Oh kedvesem egész este nem állunk le
 
Egy amerikai lány vagyok
Forró vérű és indulásra kész
Imádom átvenni az irányítást a világ felett
Forró vérű, ízig-vérig amerikai lány
A televízión nőttem fel
Minden nap egy verseny
Tedd a kulcsot a gyújtásomba
 
Egy amerikai lány vagyok
Forró vérű és indulásra kész
Imádom átvenni az irányítást a világ felett (átveszem az irányítást)
Egy amerikai lány vagyok
 

March in step, one, two, three

Ah-... Ah-...
 
At daybreak, the sounds of war songs resound throughout the village roads,
their bayonets high, the soldiers advance on the road of training.
One, two, three four,
one, two, three, four, come on,
soldiers who stand at the front-line prepared to die,
march in step like troops of the Esteemed General.
 
Your mothers, which have cooked your food, affectionately wave their hands,
through out your chests, majestically walk forwards, brazenly.
One, two, three four,
one, two, three, four, come on,
soldiers who stand at the front-line prepared to die,
march in step like troops of the Esteemed General.
 
Ah-...
 
Before the troops, the Great Commander's star shines on the deep-red flag,
we, who are close to the spirit of Mt. Baekdu, are the ones who will fulfil it.1
One, two, three four,
one, two, three, four, come on,
soldiers who stand at the front-line prepared to die,
march in step like troops of the Esteemed General.
Ah-... Ah-...
March in step like troops of the Esteemed General.
Ah-... Ah-... One, two three!
 

• 1. Unsure about this part.

Me And Reality

Me and me in the real life
Me and me in reality
Me and me in the real world
 
I feel so strange
Reality is coming
 

My Love, My Vanita*

My love, my Vanita,
Her weird** eyes are beautiful,
Past her teeth you can see the universe,
Her... memories kill molerats.
 
(Hey! It's 'Her farts' not 'Her memories'!
Uncle! There's a young boy here.)
 
Her hair feels just like a broom,
Her voice is as sweet as a crow's,
She would have become my bride,
Had I been a dependable young man.
 

Russians and Americans

It's an ordinary day, and the same I'm like I'm
walking in my boots on a frosty morning.
The nose becomes blurred, and the wind, the bitch, the cheek prick, The
brown bear stomped on the rope next to it.
From his muzzle sweep a couple of bread crumbs,
I'll remember the Bells and press the matryoshka,
I'll tighten my ear-flap with ear-flaps and the song will be tightened.
When the nightingale answers me from the birch.
The balalaika does not have a string, but it makes so much sense.
As in that woman, that meets the rocker,
Pour fire to me and nuddai park -
In Hollywood, they gave the role to the Russian peasant.
 
The nightingale will tell me the birch.
The nightingale will tell me the birch.
 
Even if I fasten my shirt,
My soul is still open.
In it, everything was mixed, as on the screen,
Russians and Americans.
Even if I fasten my shirt,
My soul is still open.
In it everything is mixed, as on the screen,
Russians and Americans
 
My mom made porridge, made cabbage soup,
But Anton 1 left Rashi, like fuckin 'shit.
And then the sun somehow became a stove,
Expiring afterwards, I scream: 'Son of a bitch'.
White white just a bit to chew for Adam's apple.
Negro Negro says: 'Get on my dick'
And then every second straight hooligan.
At every corner the cops shout: 'Put your gun down.'
I tell the taxi driver: 'Do not drive, you bastard.'
He to me pokes a gun in a forehead: 'Nigga, nigga'.
I take one ticket 'New-York-Moscow',
So that I will give Oscar for my soup and mush.
 
Even if I fasten my shirt,
Still my soul wide open,
In it, everything was mixed, as on the screen,
Russians and Americans.
Even if I fasten my shirt,
Still my soul open,
In it, everything was mixed, as on the screen,
Russians ...
 
Is it true that banknotes will soon disappear?
Is it true that airplanes will cease to fall?
What did the rovers find there? (ah?)
Where I come from, it's all myths,
Forbidden routers and there is no information.
Where are the artificial organs, what is there with immortality?
Who will become the best rapper of the millennium?
What are you standing there like, where is this information?
Or maybe you have also been kept secret?
Where I come from, people do not really like
Something to invent, except for old guns.
Fine tuning of the machine by hitting the sledgehammer,
Tilting the glass with the impact of the chimes.
A paratrooper, capable of making a somersault from a horizontal bar,
Talents are like weeds on the asphalt.
Itself, I look, you stand slightly guilty,
After all, the facts will come up for sure tomorrow.
 
Even if I fasten my shirt,
My soul is still open.
In it, everything was mixed, as on the screen,
Russians and Americans.
Even if I fasten my shirt,
My soul is still open.
In it everything is mixed up, as on the screen,
Russians and Americans.
 
The nightingale
will answer me, The nightingale will tell me the birch.
 

Precious

Once we were a full house
like bees that fall upon a flower
like strengthening the wings
like birds entering into the world
 
Ref. 2x
Forgive me, dear mother
for taking the rosiness off your face
because I know that I was always
your precious one
 
With sadness I remember the day when you gave me your
will for my safe travels
the rosiness from your face was gone
and your hand shook like a twig
 
Ref. 2x
 
Believe me, mother, in my dreams I experience you
Eagerly I await every beloved encounter
whenever the sun rises I recall my childhood
with tears left on my pillow
 
Ref. 2x
 

Heidi Intro (Latin American)

Versions: #2
Granpa, tell me:
What sounds are those that I hear?
Granpa tell me:
Why do I go in the cloud?
Tell me: Why does the air smell like this?
Tell me: Why am I so happy?
Granpa,
Never will I leave you!
 
Granpa, tell me:
What does the wind say in its song?
Granpa, tell me
why it rained, why it snowed.
Tell me: Why is everything white?
Tell me why I am so happy.
Granpa,
Never will I leave you!
 
Granpa, tell me
if the fir tree can talk with me.
Granpa, tell me:
Why is the Moon already drifting away?
Tell me: Why did I come up here?
Tell me: Why am I so happy?
Granpa,
Never will I leave you!