A keresés eredménye

A flush of time

Versions: #1
Leonid Derbenyov
A flush of time
 
In this wild world everything is ambiguous.
There is the time, for which you’re ought to strive –
A flash of time that’s so short and exiguous.
That is the one, which is called “our life.”
 
Eternal rest would unlikely enchant your soul,
Eternal rest isn’t for bells meant to chime.
And for a star that is born and then swiftly falls,
There is a flash, bright and short flash of time.
 
Let this world’s life fly through times and continue,
But I don’t feel I should follow along.
What do I risk? What at most do I value?
One flash of time, which won’t last all that long.
 
Troubles and luck in this world are contiguous.
There is the time, for which you’re ought to strive –
A flash of time that’s so short and exiguous.
That is the one, which is called “our life.”
 
in verse by ©Leo Schwartzberg 2021
 

The Duet of the Troubadour and the Princess

Versions: #3
A small bird in a gold cage –
Joy of flight is not her page.
Here I am like this birdie
In this keep I am kept.
Dawn is raising over forest,
As for me, dark I stay.
Without princess I'm bound
to not live one more day.
 
Oh, pray tell, what is this?
What has happened to me?
In the walls of royal chambers
I have lost my peace of mind.
 

Bremen Town Musicians' Song

Versions: #2
In this world there nothing can be better
Than traveling around with friends together
Those who're close in trouble have no fear!
Every road and every end is dear!
Every road and every end is dear!
 
We shall not forget what we are after –
We shall bring to people joy and laughter!
And our freedom is the greatest treasure
That with palace walls cannot be measured.
That with palace walls cannot be measured.
 
Let our carpet be the glade of flowers,
And the giant pines be our towers.
And our dome is bright skies of the day -
And our pleasure is to live this way!
Yes, the pleasure is to live this way!
 

So as you know, we're the hot-tempered folk...

Versions: #2
So as you know, we're the hot-tempered folk
And we don't stand any small-talk!
And what we love is sort of ambush
We beat people up, love to beat them up,
Love to beat them up and twiddle fingers.
One-two and yikes – the guns are drawn!
We're villains, robbers, bandit spawn!
Bang-bang and you'll be gone!
You will be dead, you will be gone, be gone…
Bang-bang and you'll be gone!
You will be dead, you will be gone, be gone…
 
When people see us, sure enough, they yell!
“The smoking gun” for some has an unpleasant smell!
There's something hidden in our pockets too
Don't come close to us! Don't come close to us!
Don't come close to us, or ye'll be slaughtered!
 
One-two and yikes – the guns are drawn!
We're villains, robbers, bandit spawn!
Bang-bang and you'll be gone!
You will be dead, you will be gone, be gone…
Bang-bang and you'll be gone!
You will be dead, you will be gone, be gone…
 

Rogue Song (People call us Baddies)

Versions: #2
“Baddies” – is what people call us,
Oh, how nasty we can be.
Give me cards and I will augur
What shall happen to the king
Pang-bang-ding, Pang-bang-ding,
...what will happen to the king!
Pang-bang-ding, Pang-bang-ding,
Bang-ding!
 
Cards are telling of a long road -
Morning comes and off he goes.
King, he's got the loads of gold.
And this gold - I love it so!
Oh-say-oh, Oh-say-oh,
Yes, this gold - I love it so!
Oh-say-oh, Oh-say-oh,
Say-oh!
 
Royal card will soon be beaten
Same will happen to his guards
Job is easy, spoils are sweeten
I see truth in all these cards!
Pang-bang-ding, Pang-bang-ding,
Morning comes, we rob the king!
Pang-bang-ding, Pang-bang-ding,
Morning comes, we rob the king!
 

The Song of The King's Guard

Our role is full of honor and respect,
Full of respect,
Full of respect,
Full of respect.
Without guards the king is like insect,
When we march on, the earth shakes underneath,
We always guard him closely like a sheath.
So surly, the guards rise early.
 
If a sparrow's nearby -
We pull out a cannon.
If a fly - destroy that fly,
Shoot with full abandon.
 
It's a big secret where the king proceeds,
The king proceeds,
The king proceeds,
The king proceeds.
We always follow everywhere he leads,
His Majesty we must save at all costs
From all unneeded meetings, or he's lost!
So surly, the guards rise early.
 
If a sparrow's nearby -
We pull out a cannon.
If a fly - destroy that fly,
Shoot with full abandon.
 
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