A keresés eredménye oldal 7

Tutankhamun

Versions: #3
If you drink wine with prowlers -
Better watch your gold stash all the time.
If you drink wine with prowlers -
Better watch your gold stash all the time.
And if you walk on a dirty old road,
Then you won't keep your feet free of grime.
 
If you pull out your hair -
You won't insert it back in.
If you pull out your hair -
You won't insert it back in.
You know your head's responsible always
For where your butt sits its soft skin.
 
There is only one truth, -
That's what the pharaoh had said,
He was smart as a sleuth,
That is why he was called the incarnate of Amun-Ra.
 
I used to know one woman,
[But] she would always use windows as doors,
Ten thousand doors were in this house, look!
But she used window panes as a door.
She would always fall to her death,
But she didn't seem to care at all.
 
If you would have known this old woman,
Then you wouldn't drink with prowlers.
If you would have known this old woman,
Then you wouldn't drink with prowlers.
You wouldn't step at all in the dirt
And wouldn't scatter your hair from the towers.
 
There is only one truth, -
That's what the pharaoh had said,
He was smart as a sleuth,
That is why he was called the incarnate of Amun-Ra.
 
There is only one truth, -
That's what the pharaoh had said,
He was smart as a sleuth,
That is why he was called the incarnate of Amun-Ra.
Tutankhamun, Tutankhamun,
Tutankhamun, Tutankhamun...
 
Quality RU-EN and EN-RU translations by Ironic Iron.
Bringing joy of Russian music and poetry to the world.
When sharing, please thank & credit: (c) St. Sol @ LT.

Clouds' edge

A moon of gold
Shows us the way
And the wet month1
Is calling us outside at night
To run away - from here!
 
Grab that,
Which you need for happiness
And leave that,
Which kept us solemn,
To forget - everything!
 
Ch:
The firmament
Is in our own moments
That which has passed
Is back in our embraces
Here, far and high
The stars are our ray of light
All starts there, where time
And the clouds edge ends...
 
The cosmos is large
It pulls us along
The Milky Way
Guides us floating in the sky,
Diminishing - everything!
 
Hesitation disappears
2
And all is clear
Unknown
Ahead awaits us a bright,
Victory of dreams*
 
Ch:
The firmament
Is in our own moments
That which has passed
Is back in our embraces
Here, far and high
The stars are our ray of light
All starts there, where time
And the clouds edge ends...**
 
...time ends...where the clouds' edge is...and we float here...
 
The firmament
Is in our own moments
That which has passed
Is back in our embraces
Here, far and high
The stars are our ray of light
All starts there, where ends time
And the clouds'...
 
The firmament
Is in our own moments
That which has passed
Is back in our embraces
Here, far and high
The stars are our ray of light
All starts there, where time
And the clouds edge ends...
 

• 1. Kuu = Means simultaneously 'month' and 'moon', I'm going to go ahead and assume that the second one has the former meaning since 'moon' as the lunar celestial body is not particularily well-known for its moisture.
• 2. 'Kõhnus kaob' means 'thinness disappears'. I'm quite certain that the original lyrics are miswritten here and it ought to be 'kõhklus kaob' ('hesitation disappears') instead.

Golden Stigma

Versions: #2
Let's love each other today,
We'll be shot dead tomorrow.
Do not try to determine why,
Do not try to grasp what it's for.
We will slip on the night dew in May,
And on slippery shadows in motion,
That cast a distressing sign
On golden stigma of yore.
 
Stand in the tall doorway arch,
Like a copper sculpture at ease,
Like ancient brass crucifix, please
Stand in the tall doorway arch...
 
I used to be king in the past,
And you were queen of my kingdom,
But shadow fell on a string,
And string has failed at the core.
And we've got nothing at last
From holy place and its wisdom,
But for the last love of king
And golden stigma of yore.
 
Stand in the tall doorway arch,
Like a copper sculpture at ease,
Like ancient brass crucifix, please
Stand in the tall doorway arch...
 
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Suffering alone

Versions: #2
I want my friends to not be offended but leave me alone because I am ashamed to cry out my sufferings with you, even though I appreciate you for worrying about my pain, I believe its best to suffer my cruel torment alone. From the sky above, further away my healer will come. The one I need to console me and lift me.
 
I want all the pains that she left me to be erased. She was who I adored and she betrayed me. Letters and old pictures make my loneliness worse because they bring me back memories of happy times that wont come back. Her promises and deceits, those that to me were always real cross my memory, but now they are only betrayals.
 
Letters and old pictures make my loneliness worse because they bring me back memories of happy times that wont come back. Her promises and deceits, those that to me were always real cross my memory, but now they are only betrayals.
 

Wandering child

If I close my eyes and listen to the wind
i kiss the light and taste the earth.
 
I sip thirstly from the petals,
the tears of the flowers
and ask myself who invented
the word of longing.
As a fire turned by the sun
I want the wind to give me chills
to turn me off, to turn me on playfully
Wandering child
I long to drink the light
as in the moment that will come,
I will also find the happiness...
 
Why would autumn exist, why the sadness?
Why the eyes have to learn to forget?...
 
I sip thirstly from the petals,
the tears of the flowers
and ask myself who invented
the word of longing.
I long to drink the light
as in the moment that will come,
I will also find the happiness...
Wandering child
As a fire turned by the sun
I want the wind to give me chills
to turn me off, to turn me on playfully
 
I long to drink the light
as in the moment that will come,
I will also find the happiness...
Wandering child
As a fire turned by the sun
I want the wind to give me chills
to turn me off, to turn me on playfully
 

I Wish It Could Be That Way Now

Since the time that I left, I knew I would come back
To this familiar sight, to this place where I can rest comfortably
I searched and found many things and left for a faraway place
I wonder where I was
I want to fly high into the sky and embrace the stars
Have I lived forgetting the most precious things in life?
 
I wish it could be that way now
I wish to heal my weary heart in your shade, my dear
That all of life's treasures are right next to them
I wish to tell it to all the people leaving for faraway places
 
Since the time that I let you go, I knew you would come back
To things familiar to the touch, to this place you can sleep comfortably
Through the times where you wandered, wanting to hide
I wonder what you felt
I want to fly high into the sky and embrace the stars
Have I lived forgetting all of life's most precious things?
 
I wish it could be that way now
I wish to heal my weary heart in your shade, my dear
That all of life's treasures are right next to them
I wish to tell it to all the people leaving for faraway places
 
I wish it could be that way now
I wish to heal my weary heart in your shade, my dear
That all of life's treasures are right next to them
I wish to tell it to all the people leaving for faraway places
 

Szükségem van valamire

Szükségem van valamire
ami megöl
Fáradt vagyok vinni a saját életemet
 

Átok

Soha nem fogd megtudni
Mi van a koponyám mögött
Szóval nem kívánnál jó éjszakát és én elbúcsúzhatnék.
.
Soha nem fogod megtudni
Mi van a hajam alatt
Szóval nem kívánnál jó éjszakát és én elbúcsúzhatnék
 
Soha nem fogod megtudni mi van a bőröm alatt
Szóval nem kívánnál jó éjszakát és én elbúcsúzhatnék
 
Soha nem fogod megtudni mi van az ereimben.
Szóval nem kívánnál jó éjszakát és én elbúcsúzhatnék
 
Nem fogsz más álmaihoz menni?
Nem fogsz más fejébe menni?
Nem vettél el eleget tőlem?
Nem kínoznád más éjszakáját?
 
És soha nem fogod megtudni min gondolkodom
. Szóval nem kívánnál jó éjszakát és én elbúcsúzhatnék
 
És soha nem fogod megérteni miben hiszek
Szóval nem kívánnál jó éjszakát és én elbúcsúzhatnék
 
Nem vettél el eleget tőlem?
Nem kínoznád más alvását?
Nem fogsz más álmaiba menni?
Nem fogsz más fejébe menni?
Nem vettél el eleget tőlem?
Nem kínoznád más alvását?
 
Kezdem két részte osztani a szívem, és
Nem tudom hova kéne mennem
És a könnyek és a félelmek megtöbbszörösödnek
Időt veszítek egy egyszerű helyen
Az ágyamban, a párnámon fekszik a fejem.
Azt mondják háború zajlik de én elfelejtettem,
Hogy elvesztegettem még egy napot
Félni akarok, de úgy tűnik ezeken a napokon
Víz alatt maradtam
És jobban szétesek
A szívem keményedik
Hívom apámat
Egy üres éghez kiáltok?
Üres ég, ne, ez én vagyok, mert az egyik fele a szívemnek szabad
Üres ég, ne, ez én vagyok mert a másik része a szívemnem alszik
 

Nikotin és Niners

Banditák vagyunk
Elhagyod Demát és haladsz az igazi kelet felé
Felmondjuk a vitalizmust
 
Kelet a magasban van, rettenthetlen vagyok amikor ezt hallom a mélységben
Kelet a magasban van, gondtalan vagyok amikor a lázadó ruhámat viselem
Kelet a magasban van, amikor a püspökök összegyűlnek, akkor tudni fogják, hogy,
Dema nem iránít minket, Dema nem irányít
Kelet a magasban van
 
El akarják veled feledtetni
El akarják veled feledtetni
Most mentsd meg a borotvapengéidet,
Nem, még nem
Most mentsd meg a borotvapengéidet,
Nem, még nem
 
Nehéz vagyok, állandóan a kezeslábasomban
Fényesebb vagyok a mélyben, magasabban nehezebb vagyok, oh
Annyira magasan vagyok, a kezeslábasom oly magasra repít fel
A tűz által repülök, a nikotintól és a niners-től
 
Nehéz vagyok, állandóan a kezeslábasomban
Fényesebb vagyok a mélyben, magasabban nehezebb vagyok, oh
Olyan magasan, olyan magasan vagyok,
Tűz, nikotin és niners
 
Amikor le akarok állni csak ennyit mondok
Mily gyönyörű napot szüneteltetek
Majd találok rá módot, hogy imádkozzak érte
Talán a pénzt amit borotvapenge boltokra szánunk
Bérelj egy versenylovat és erőltess egy szponzort
Koncertezz, teljes figyelemelterelés
Légy tömeg, akkor elég biztos lehetsz benne
Mi nyerünk, de nem mindenki lábal ki
Nem, nem
Mi nyerünk, de nem mindenki lábal ki
Nem, nem
Mi nyerünk, de nem mindenki lábal ki
 

A Butterfly Pinned Down

Translated by Jarek Zawadzki
 
How beautiful you are, oh butterfly,
But sadly from the display case you stare,
Stone-dead in a pose on a wing of an August day,
When you would rather hover in the air.
 
No wind now, lightly blowing, that may come
Will ever make you rise from non-existence
Or carry you as if a speck of dust
So that you savor altitude and distance.
 
No sunny ray will ever touch your wings,
The wings that sleep so widely open now.
You're like a sunless rainbow that upon
A pitch-black cloud has been bedimmed somehow.
 
No elm will ever more, for breakfast,
Treat you with its nectar or provide with shade,
No wind will ever ask you
To a dance upon a meadow or a forest glade.
 
Were you a gorgeous swallowtail,
You'd love sweet roses that are oft in garden grown
Around the palaces and thrones of kings,
These flowers alas have been to you unknown.
 
But there's a consolation from behind
The showcase glass you can observe all day
A nice scarce swallowtail pinned down,
Which (same as you)cannot take wing and fly away.
 
© Jarek Zawadzki
 

Párna

(Verse 1)
Csak szeretném megcsókolni az arcod
Csak szeretném érezni a nézésedet
Csak szeretném, csak szeretném
Csak szeretnék ott lenni, ahol te
Csak szeretném érezni az érintésed
Nem kérek túl sokat
Csak szeretnék, csak szeretnék
Csak szeretnék ott ébredni, ahol te
 
(Pre-chorus)
Azt gondoltam, hogy a szerelem olyan könnyű
De nem lehetne ennél kevésbé igazam
Végre találtam valakit aki tökéletes, csak nekem
Repülnék több ezer mérföldet, igen
 
(Chorus)
Jól leszek, csak még egy éjszaka
Jól leszek, ölelve a párnám
Eljátszva, hogy az te vagy
Jól leszek, csak még egy éjszaka
Jól leszek, ölelve a párnám
Eljátszva, hogy az te vagy
 
(Verse 2)
Kell egy perc hogy belélegezzelek
Csak egy másodperc, hogy érezzem a bőröd
Csak szeretnélek, csak szeretnélek
Érezni itt, magam mellett
Visszamehetnénk az időben, kérlek?
Azok a lusta vasárnapok, te és én
Mert minden óra és minden nap
Egyre fájdalmasabb, mikor nem vagy itt
 
(Pre-chorus)
Azt gondoltam, hogy a szerelem olyan könnyű
De nem lehetne ennél kevésbé igazam
 
(Chorus)
Jól leszek, csak még egy éjszaka
Jól leszek, ölelve a párnám
Eljátszva, hogy az te vagy
Jól leszek, csak még egy éjszaka
Jól leszek, ölelve a párnám
Eljátszva, hogy az te vagy
 
(Bridge)
És nem tudok hazudni, babe, fogy a türelmem
Túl sokat várok rád
Mindig mikor felébredek
A kezeim oda vándorolnak, ahol várok rád
Tudom hogy azt mondom hogy jól vagyok
De kezdem elveszteni a fejem
Kell hogy öleljelek
Ne vesztegesd az időt
Oh baby, én
 
(Chorus)
Jól leszek, csak még egy éjszaka
Jól leszek, ölelve a párnám
Eljátszva, hogy az te vagy
Jól leszek, csak még egy éjszaka
Jól leszek, ölelve a párnám
Eljátszva, hogy az te vagy
 

Egyberuha

Nem tudom elképzelni, hogy ennyire utálom,
Az új helyek nyomásait magamon,
Egyberuha, Egyberuha boríts be,
Egyberuha, Egyberuha boríts be.
Összemorzsolódok a súly alatt,
Az új helyek nyomásai alatt,
Egyberuha, Egyberuha boríts be.
Egyberuha, Egyberuha boríts be.
 
Lelkek a szobámban, barát vagy ellenség?
Éreztem mikor fiatal voltam, érzem mikor öreg vagyok,
Egyberuha, Egyberuha boríts be,
Leporolom az egyberuhám.
 
Nem tudom elképzelni, hogy ennyire utálom,
Az új helyek nyomásait magamon,
Egyberuha, Egyberuha boríts be,
Egyberuha, Egyberuha boríts be
 
Itt jól leszek,
De meg kell ragadnod a torkom és a levegőbe kell emelned,
Ha szükséged van valakire,
Abbahagyom a terveimet,
De le kell kötöznöd és eltörnöd mindkét kezem,
Ha szükséged van valakire.
 
Itt jól leszek,
De meg kell ragadnod a torkom és a levegőbe kell emelned,
Ha szükséged van valakire,
Ha szükséged van valakire,
Ha szükséged van valakire.
 
Nem tudom elképzelni, hogy ennyire utálom,
Az új helyek nyomásait magamon,
Egyberuha, Egyberuha boríts be,
Egyberuha, Egyberuha boríts be.
 
Egyberuha, Egyberuha boríts be,
Egyberuha, Egyberuha boríts be.
 

Английский

Hey Hey hey! And I'm running around the house, y! And I run around the house, I throw money. There are so many drugs in me, Mom - I do not know where we are. And I run around the house, I break the telly. The guy, yes, I know for sure, bitch, how to get a neighbor!
 
Bitch, how to get a neighbor! How to get a neighbor! How to get a neighbor! How to get a neighbor! How to get a neighbor! How to get a neighbor! How to get a neighbor! How to get a neighbor! How to get a neighbor!
 
They hit the batteries, call the cops. I will add sound in response, because we can not be loud. 'There is not a lot of money,' look how many of them are in my pants! This fool sits on a string for them, yes, that's how our gang hangs.
 
I have money, there are a lot of them. They know, I'm from the South-East. I have a girlfriend, but it's not for long - I change it every Tuesday.
 
I'm on new brands, because today is Monday! I'm on new brands, bought on Sunday. I'm stupid on new brands every day of the week!
 
I'm a trendsetter, their follower is the children of Young Thrill Pill, they are trying to steal your flow. Wow, wow, shut your mouth, sore. I do what I want, I go to the show. My show, I look fresh.
 
I take a bundle of money, wow, I'm having fun at the hotel. Hey, today without neighbors, wow, today we're on stage. Hey, I pour glycogen on the floor, there's ice in the glass, you'll drink it. I can drink it, I want to drink it.
 
Lifestyle - a young wino! I condole with neighbors, but this house is ours today. This Thrill Shit in my apartment now Aunt Ira called cops, I will not open!
 
And I run around the house, I throw money. There are so many drugs in me, Mom - I do not know where we are. And I run around the house, I break the telly. The guy, yes, I know for sure, bitch, how to get a neighbor!
 
Bitch, how to get a neighbor! How to get a neighbor! How to get a neighbor! How to get a neighbor! How to get a neighbor! How to get a neighbor! How to get a neighbor! How to get a neighbor! How to get a neighbor!
 
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Longer Than Time

Look how long our passion lasted
Look at the scars in your heart
The first romance, the first season
Look at what remained of us here
There's so much of you in me
Many memories of all that happened remain
 
Remember when we were like a party?
Stars impossible to turn down
Knowing you first, after losing you
Deny that my life was all about you
 
Try to cross your eyes with mine
Doubt that love is like a god
A sinner, a dreamer
That pretends having forgotten
If romances last longer than time
Nothing could put your heart away from mine
 
If romances last longer than time
Nothing could put your heart away from mine
From mine
 
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.

I'll Fight for the Filipino People

Versions: #2
I keep repeating this one question in my mind
why do I have to judge myself for what I feel inside
what kind of rule must we obey until we can be heard
must we be well-to-do or wealthy in our world
 
and even if my body aches from head to toe
I always keep a silent face , no one can ever know
although my heart is bleeding, not anyone can see
the one thing that matters is, my country 'tis of glee
 
I will fight for you anywhere, In your name I will go
I am pinoy, with you, hand in hand
I will fight for you anytime, I would give my life for you
I will fight for you - the people of my land
 
if you are dreaming for the country with a plan
either to help each other out, or give honor to our land
no one will wonder who you are, either rich or poor is right
if it is for our land, then together we will fight
 
I will fight for you anywhere, In your name I will go
I am pinoy, you are Pinoy, too
I will fight for you anytime, I would give my life for you
I will fight for you - for Filipino
 
I will fight for you - for the people of my land
I will fight for you - for my native land.
 

Pilot Tim

Morning, folks, the skies are open
Your subservient Pilot Tim here speaking
Time is money, or maybe pleasure
Where shall we fly today, then?
 
Our airship is safe
And the weather overboard enchanting
Tray tables up, seatbacks upright
And no speaking during the flight, please!
 
Bon voyage, bon voyage
Moi et toi, ca va
Bon voyage, bon voyage
Bon voyage, mama
 
Good morning again, we're aloft already
If you're scared, then ask the stewardesses: where's the rum?
The world is small - with mountains and chasms
Enough space for everybody -- for me and you all too
 
Our airship is safe
And the weather overboard enchanting
Tray tables up, seatbacks upright
And no speaking during the flight, please!
 
Bon voyage, bon voyage
Moi et toi, ca va
Bon voyage, bon voyage
Moi et toi, ca va
 
Bon voyage, bon voyage
Moi et toi, ca va
Bon voyage, mama
 
Every airport or station building
I'll be waiting when I'm called
Ready to throw myself into any escapade
With you, with you, my friend
 
I'l be waiting only
Only if someone calls me
If only someone will be calling me!
 
Bon voyage, bon voyage
Moi et toi, ca va
Bon voyage, bon voyage
Bon voyage, mama
 
Bon voyage, bon voyage
Moi et toi, ca va
Bon voyage, bon voyage
Moi et toi, ca va
 
Oh, Oh-oh
 

I am a little musician

I am a little musician,
Came her from Helgoland*.
I am a little musician,
Hailing from Helgoland.
On piano I play the most lovely trills:
 
I am a little musician,
Came her from Helgoland.
I am a little musician,
Hailing from Helgoland.
On fiddle I play the most lovely trills:
 
I am a little musician,
Came her from Helgoland.
I am a little musician,
Hailing from Helgoland.
On the trumpet I play the most lovely trills:
 
I am a little musician,
Came her from Helgoland.
I am a little musician,
Hailing from Helgoland.
On the double bass I play the most lovely trills:
 
I am a little musician,
Came her from Helgoland.
I am a little musician,
Hailing from Helgoland.
On drums I play the most lovely trills:
 
I am a little musician,
Came her from Helgoland.
I am a little musician,
Hailing from Helgoland.
In an orchestra I play the most lovely trills:
 

Beauty Spoiled the Butterfly

Versions: #2
It's just a song, it doesn't change a thing
And if it brings joy to someone, then acrimony to someone else
The sun rose so the life must have a course
When everything is already said, nothing new here
Sketching a worldview for myself
When the media tries to paint it foul
Even though knowledge and care are long-forgotten
I'll stay pretty and soft because I have balls for that
Good news, you can have everything
Everyone can because universe belongs to everyone
Success is an illusion, always made up by the ego
And the fear of death wants to pour your soul full of concrete
The enemy is between your ears
It's just the imagination, screaming alone and in agony
Living on the Tellus is still insignificant
The last days of wisdom, beauty spoiled the butterfly
 
The pretty, they all suffer from the condition
Where everything is nothing
But more, you have to get endless admiration
The most insane people are the pretty
They all suffer from the condition
Where everything is nothing
But more, you have to get endless admiration
 
They're just words, they don't mean anything
Out from the left one if they go in the right ear
Like some crummy pictures of the mind
I'm thinking of white blood cells when I'm speaking of the blood reds
When I'm reading history I wonder what happened to us
I guess humans just fell too much in love with their intelligence
Raised themselves up to the position of their God
And we'll forever fight over the differences in interpretations
What is relevant, or even real?
Long term it is quite a short list
Through words, we meet each other here
Who will get whom, to buy their own story?
Who will be questioning when the majority is applauding?
We learned to talk, but words hurt
Beauty spoiled the butterfly, the benefit became the trouble
When everyone has an answer, there's no need for conversation
 
The pretty, they all suffer from the condition
Where everything is nothing
But more, you have to get endless admiration
The most insane are the pretty
They all suffer from the condition
Where everything is nothing
But more, you have to get endless admiration
The pretty, they all suffer from the condition
Where everything is nothing
But more, you have to get endless admiration
The most insane are the pretty
They all suffer from the condition
Where everything is nothing
But more, you have to get endless admiration
The pretty, they all suffer from the condition
Where everything is nothing
But more, you have to get endless admiration
The most insane are the pretty
They all suffer from the condition
Where everything is nothing
But more, you have to get endless admiration
The most insane are the pretty
 
These are only some lyrics, they don't teach anything
They don't stop, they don't start
But I'll give you one piece of advice, life is young
Grow to be bigger than your crust
These are only some lyrics, they don't teach anything
They don't stop, they don't start
But I'll give you one piece of advice, life is young
Grow to be bigger than your crust
 

Cepillin's fair

In Cepillin's fair I found an accordion bam-bam
The accordion, little one, little one in Cepillin's fair
 
In Cepillin's fair I found a guitar
Twang-twang the guitar, bam-bam the accordeon
Little one, little one in Cepillin's fair
 
In Cepillin's fair I found a trumpet
Tweet-tweet the trumpet, twang-twang the guitar
Bam-bam the accordeon, little one, little one in Cepillin's fair
 
In Cepillin's fair I found
A drum kit tic-toc the drum kit, tweet-tweet
The trumpet, twang-twang the guitar, bam-bam the accordeon
Little one, little one in Cepillin's fair
 
In Cepillin's fair I found
A lovely piano ding-ding the lovely piano
Tic-toc the drum kit, tweet-tweet the trumpet
Ttwang-twang the guitar, bam-bam the accordeon
Little one, little one in Cepillin's fair
 
In Cepillin's fair I found an accordion bam-bam
The accordion, little one, little one in Cepillin's fair
 
In Cepillin's fair I found a guitar
Twang-twang the guitar, bam-bam the accordeon
Little one, little one in Cepillin's fair
 
In Cepillin's fair I found
A trumpet tweet-tweet the trumpet, twang-twang
The guitar, bam-bam the accordeon, little one,
Little one in Cepillin's fair
 
In Cepillin's fair I found a drum kit
Tic-toc the drum kit, tweet-tweet the trumpet, twang-twang
The guitar, bam-bam the accordeon
Little one, little one in Cepillin's fair
 
In Cepillin's fair I found a lovely
Piano ding-ding the lovely piano, tic-toc
The drum kit, tweet-tweet the trumpet, twang-twang
The guitar, bam-bam the accordeon
Little one, little one in Cepillin's fair
 

Angel Dust

Versions: #2
On the edge of cliff in front of gloomy darkness
You are standing with a very strange daydream.
You said ‘World, good bye’ you wish to get some courage
Your desire is to play with winds.
 
Now you are happy more than anybody.
Angel dust take you and let you rise high up.
It gave you the power to get the control
Over the lightning and you laugh.
 
Angel dust is fear
It’s unreal real.
 
Oh crazy escapee, that’s not a road –
The light there is false and wrong.
Your angel has lit illusion fire,
Intending to kill your mind.
 
On the edge of cliff you hear song of heaven
Music of the gods and magic sounds rise.
Hovering you are but pleasure’s not for ever
Soul of you will be merchant’s prize
 
Tired being a bird you fall right on the ground
Trying save your heart from hands of destiny…
Standing on the edge of cliff to burn in fire
There are new moths for suicide
 
Angel dust is fear
It’s unreal real.
 
Oh crazy escapee, that’s not a road –
The light there is false and wrong.
Your angel has lit illusion fire,
Intending to kill your mind.
 

Miyagi Endgame Love Me | 14 + History of First Love

Solar Glare, dawns and fogs. Mom heal my open wounds.
Here a cold spring will fill the cold.
My strentgh is in my ancestors
Sadness will pour the city and where do we put it?
In this region we do not care about the law
These are skins(as in leather) from the province
The lust of sins.
I hide my thoughts from local cats(as in predators)
Its a wonderful life, sunshine
Positive mountains smoke these lines on an empty stomach I rush into her thighs, look into the clouds, why does no one ask for the planet to be good?
She did not dial back on the bark for the goods
 
We do not have enough napalm on the shaft in the way of Nalomala in the frets or in the valley they say (vietnam burn victims from the chemical agent orange)
 
under the feeling of love she will open all the doors for her games all she wanted was for me to put my hands in her hands and now were out of trouble. Here is my life and im flirting with her
 
under the feeling of love she will open all the doors for her games all she wanted was for me to put my hands in her hands and now were out of trouble. Here is my life and im flirting with her.
 
Love me dear, bear with me honey. Forgive me for being harsh. (I will not take a drop of your tears.)x2
 
Stimutaneously with the wind and clouds I am floating in my dream corvet and the light says dont blink
surely everything will be as it should hands to the sky and the sea drowned me in itself attracting interest
And in the site of your eyes I open my notes of phrases. Im ready to not argue in vain.
This melody was beckoning us but not in vain
This melody beckoned us
 
Love lead with kisses. Minimum is a passion and im ready to disappear in you and from the sky the stars fell into the abyss we are behind them breaking apart into thousands of particles
 
we bring down strangers from far away
with the corvet (a type of car) through the wonders of miracles
 
the whole world is ready to punish you for you mirages swam against this moment
 
love me dear, bear with me honey. forgive me for being harsh (I will not take a drop of your tears)
 
love me dear bear with me honey forgive me for being harsh
 
im out on thin ice with you x2
 
Im on thin ice with you. We are not to blame. Endure me like it use to be. Lets stay in memory with these photos. And we do not need more air to breathe . My city is a trap and I got into it to remain a man here is so unlikely
 
Ill take my own and go back there we are for each other we don’t belong here.
 
I believe in a colorful world where we are invincible but on that side love is far from an incentive
 
we will turn inside out turn out turn out our stone world in which we are burning just hold my hand as I go with you on thin ice just hold me on my hand
 
Just hold my hand and im here with you on thin ice just hold my hand while im sinking
 
Love me dear bear with me honey forgive me for being harsh (I will not take a drop of your tears) x2
 

The Butterfly Effect

[Couplet 1 : Youssoupha]
Prim’s Parolier
Rhymes as explosive as nitro so that the competition on the mic can't deny it.
If it gets to insults leave out the mothers.
If in my lines you miss the end go ahead, rewind.
It's freestyle but
I don't talk about weed and sky [whisky] but about the street and its rifraff themselves.
My rap's always fresh, it's like I'm brand new
Your rap's all the same, it's like a choreographed Kuduro
I do all the work, my heart in the winter season
My brother, struggling to keep his head above water, is waiting to be discharged.
In fact a convict who escapes
Is as rare as Jean-Pierre Pernaut speaking to Kemi Seba
Our enemies separate us, war based on low blows
Who talks about 'rap game'? I haven't been playing for a long time.
I have no more time for negotiations
Our lives are so short that if they made them into films they'd call it a festival.
Courage is the thing to do. One lone visionary
I come from the slums of Kinshasa, call me Slumdog Millionare.
Like all those from Africa who come to have a set of wheels
Who grow up on a scorched earth but not Roland-Garros
I'm watering the bad luck that escorts me, how do I launch myself?
Happiness is at my door but I need to cross the threshold of poverty.
I think of my undocumented uncles, it's dramatic
But for some papers they could claim to be the father of Rachida Dati's kid.
They give us the smooth talk despite the effort
Didn't wait for the 'crisis' to see that poverty has taken hold.
Guadeloupe is revolting, France is in excitement,
You thought you'd see La Compagnie Créole you got the LKP
A survivor, thanks to success I'm not a delinquent,
But I take the Metro again to get back the inspiration I had 5 years ago.
Yeah, I've changed and I show it
From now on I write my conscious lyrics in the paper Le Monde
Remember my illiterate name, you want me to weaken
If I've called you a fool, consider it a euphemism.
Too many enemies in the plot without warning
Notice that when people talk behind my back only my ass is looking at them.
I'm on the sidelines but in the machine I'm the gravel
To hold up Paris with my rhymes and the butterfly effect.
 
[Transition : Youssoupha]
Ok, yeah, I told you you'd never heard French rap.
 
[Chorus: Youssoupha & Maitre Gims]
I move forward eyes closed, fists clenched, stomach in knots
I have all my limbs for the moment, praise be to God.
I've taken hits and I have to admit
But praise be to God, praise be to God
I move forward eyes closed, fists clenched, stomach in knots
I have all my limbs for the moment, praise be to God.
I've taken hits and I have to admit
But praise be to God, praise be to God
 
[Verse 2: Youssoupha]
Since I started to excel in music certain friends have become adversaries,
It's ironic, like dying the day of your birthday.
Find your own way brother, don't touch my wheel
I'm a Black Panther like Tupac Amaru's mother.
I'm seeing red in this French rap and its situation
I refuse to share its doubts and carry its complexes.
You rap but you “f*** the States”, pathetic.
Where have you seen a reggae man from here who says “f*** Jamaica”?
Don't be naive. I want to heal my life
By fighting tooth and nail even a long way from my shore.
Yes Africa's far, I'm condemned without playing the star
But if I fall put me in the same cell as Joey Starr
That will allow me to not cut myself off from hip-hop
Between Snoop and Lollipop, I have my verses on my iPod
My friend, rappers are pale copies
To get my music out of the crisis I need inspiration more than HADOPI
Adopted son of Marianne the harpy
Become my wicked stepmother, adverse to my genes
And I like when on the net you open your mouth but careful:
Your Facebook wall will be your Wailing Wall
Bambaataa's tempation is finished
I have the feeling of a rap where even speech isn't understood
Where MCs start a 'clash' to cheer themselves up
But in the Hostile 2006 freestyle Medine wasn't the one stuttering.
Scared by the death in my letters
Because in the end life is just a sexually transmitted disease.
I stay invisible but in the machine I'm the gravel
To hold up Paris with my rhymes and the butterfly effect.
 
[Chorus x2]
 
[Outro : Youssoupha]
Praise be to God, brother
Thank you for the talent that he grants us to practice this art that is rap
Black music and the butterfly effect
The butterfly effect is when
I lay down a rap kilometers away from you
We don't even know each other
And you're sitting at home with your MP3
And look how you move your head
That's the butterfly effect
A hip-hop where the message of one can make us move in our millions
 

The Wings

Versions: #5
Taking off your evening dress
And facing the wall you stand.
I observe the recent scars
On your smooth as velvet back.
 
I am ready to cry with anguish
Either to fall into sleep
Watching your back without your wings.
I liked them to see.
 
Where’s the wings, my dear,
Which I liked to see on your back?
Where’s the wings, my dear,
Which I liked to see on your back?
 
In the past we spent time very easy.
But now the task is not light
To tell that strong persons eat the weak
To prove that soot is white.
 
We all lost something important
On that reckless and stupid war.
In fact where’s your lovely wings
Which I always liked to watch?
 
Where’s the wings, my dear,
Which I liked to see on your back?
Where’s the wings, my dear,
Which I liked to see on your back?
 
I don’t ask if you have heap of money
I don’t ask you about your men.
I see that you’re scared of opened windows
And of the upper level
 
And if tomorrow some fire flare up
And the building will be in flame
We shall die because you lost the wings
I would like to see them again.
 

Go away

Don’t be too sad
The heart is a difficult thing (you know)
If you have to hate me
I won’t stop you
 
I loved you a lot
Even if you say otherwise
I didn’t want things to end this easily
 
We’ve become really loose
And I got sick of it
So let’s end things for the sake of each other
 
What more can I say?
I don’t feel anything anymore
What more can I say?
This love is already over
 
Oh Just Go away
Leave me, be happy
I’m sorry for everything
Oh Just Go away
Meet someone better
And be happy
 
It won’t get better, our relations
Dragging it out will just wear out our hearts
We can beat around the bush but we’ll break up anyway
The size of your scar will be the same
 
Back to when everything about you looked so pretty
If I could, I wanna go back
But never go back, I’m gonna look straight ahead
Things have gotten too big to turn away from reality
 
What’s the use of coloring a failed picture
We’ve gone awry, I’m letting go of the brush now
Just like any other relationship, like any other couple
We’re just breaking up
 
It’s not because you’re bad or you lacked something
It’s not because you’ve grown so unfamiliar
So no need to blame yourself
You can put all the blame on me
 
What more can I say?
I don’t feel anything anymore
What more can I say?
This love is already over
 
Oh Just Go away
Leave me, be happy
I’m sorry for everything
Oh Just Go away
Meet someone better
And be happy
 
It’s time to say goodbye
This is it for us
Let’s let go of our past love
Let’s only take the good memories
And turn around to leave
 
What more can I say?
I don’t feel anything anymore
What more can I say?
This love is already over
 
Oh Just Go away
Leave me, be happy
I’m sorry for everything
Oh Just Go away
Meet someone better
And be happy
 

Goodbye, America!

Versions: #3
When all the songs quiet down,
The songs I've never heard of,
[Then] my last paper steamboat
Will screech in pungent air in dismay.
 
Goodbye, America, oh,
Where I have never been.
We're parting for good,
Pick banjo uke
And play farewell for me!
 
La-la-la-lai-la-la-la-lai-la, La-la-la-lai-la-la-la-lai-la,
La-la-la-lai-la-la-la-lai-la, La-la-la-lai-la-la-la-lai-la...
 
Your tattered jeans grew too small,
[And] too tight for my liking.
We've been taught for a long time
To love your sweet and ripe forbidden fruits.
 
Goodbye, America, oh,
The place where I will never be.
Will I ever hear
Your song that I'll remember evermore?
 
Goodbye, America, oh,
The place where I will never be.
Take heed of my sad song,
Resembling mournful knell of churchyard bells.
 
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I Wish I Were With You

Versions: #4
I have tried to escape from my love,
I would take a sharp razor
And straighten myself.
I would hide in a basement to slice up
Thin leather straps of my skin,
Constricting my weakening chest.
 
I wish I were with you,
I wish I were with you,
How I wish I could be with you,
I wish I were with you,
And I will be with you,
 
Stuck in the room where ceiling's white,
Never losing my hope,
Stuck in the room with city views,
Keeping faith in love.
 
Yes, I know that your name's changed long ago,
Your eyes lost their hue,
Lost forever, I know.
Drunken doctor told me:
You're dead, you're no more,
The fireman gave me a paper,
Your home burned, it's gone.
 
But I wish I were with you,
I wish I were with you,
How I wish I could be with you,
I wish I were with you,
And I will be with you,
 
Stuck in the room where ceiling's white,
Never losing my hope,
Stuck in the room with city views,
Keeping faith in love.
 
I was breaking glass,
Like a chocolate bar,
Was cutting all my fingers because they could not,
They couldn't touch your skin and your scars.
And I looked at these faces
And could not forgive
Them all, 'cause they didn't have you,
And therefore they could live.
 
But I wish I were with you,
I wish I were with you,
How I wish I could be with you,
I wish I were with you,
And I will be with you,
 
Stuck in the room where ceiling's white,
Never losing my hope,
Stuck in the room with city views,
Keeping faith in love.
 
Stuck in the room where ceiling's white,
Never losing my hope,
Stuck in the room with city views,
Keeping faith in love.
 
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Happily

I remember when we played outside as little boys
I remember when we had fun without worries
Now my friends are walking around with ties around their necks
They probably grew up, they're not even saying hello to me anymore
 
I remember when we went to everywhere together as young boys
I remember when we drunk beer to the morning
Now we only take a sip of ale in restaurants
Then straight to home, we had fun, right?
 
I'm probably never gonna be an adult, not as I'd want that
I just want to have a good time
I'm probably never gonna be an adult, not as I'd want that
I just walk around happily¹
 
I'm probably never gonna be an adult, not as I'd want that
I just want to have a good time
I'm probably never gonna be an adult, not as I'd want that
I just walk around happily
 
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We're so much human driftwood

We're so much human driftwood
and we need each other
So many that would be happy
if you'd hold out your hand
And stuck inside yourself, is one of them
that sometimes cries
It's hard to talk about it
although it's true
 
Many have a hard time talking
Many have a hard time laughing
And talking about how each one
Has has to trample on others
before they trample on you
This has to be understood
If you'll be able to handle it
 
(REF)
 
We're so much human driftwood
and we need each other
You became a pawn in the tough game of life
And your eyes have grown hard
Your glance has grown cold
But deep inside, you're still crying anyway
 
(REF)
 
We're so much human driftwood
and we need each other
 
The heaven for height, and the earth for depth, and the heart of kings is unsearchable. (Prov 25:3 KJV)

Perhaps We Needed Comfort

Hello how are you doing?
how's there? are you listening?
I am wearing my school uniform
somewhere in the classroom
are you not doing well?
do you want the day to come faster?
you think that you will have
more freedom here?
 
Yes, this place right now is not half bad
you don't know when you will
touch the days you dreamed of but
if you are listening, will you remember this?
 
This place, until you become me
honestly it was quite difficult
the place you are
seems to me now like a dream place
 
I'm telling you I can go
to the other side of the earth
I can't go to the place you are
no matter what I do
 
There were a lot of people
who could call a friend
so that you wouldn't be lonely
write me a letter
 
Yes, this place right now is not half bad
you don't know when you will
touch the days you dreamed of but
if you are listening, will you remember this?
 
This place, until you become me
honestly it was quite difficult
the place you are
is like a dream place
 
While today piles up
you become me in this place
don't be afraid to fall down
and laugh and cry more
 
The sky might get dark someday but
if you reveal the inner light
it will definitely be bright and you
 
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Shelter From The Night

Things are not exactly as they seem
There's always more behind, I've figured that out
You think that I can't see what's stirring
I hold you tight as you go behind my back
 
Where do you go when you leave this place?
'Cause you're not going home when you leave this place
 
Your outside and your inside don't match
But I'm seeing right through in the middle of all this noise
No matter how you turn and twist it, you've lied to me
I run my head against the wall you've built for me
 
Where do you go when you leave this place?
'Cause you're not going home when you leave this place
You seek shelter from the night1 in another town
You crawl under the blankets in another town
 
Here, reality comes up close, up close
Thought you said yes because I would sit at home, alone and blue2
Here, reality comes up close, up close
I've seen your friends a lot, the one's I could get hold of
It'll be fine
 
Where do you go when you leave this place?
'Cause you're not going home when you leave this place
You seek shelter from the night in another town
You crawl under the blankets in another town
 
Where do you go when you leave this place?
'Cause you're not going home when you leave this place
You seek shelter from the night in another town
You crawl under the blankets in another town
 

• 1. Nattely, literally 'night shelter,' means visiting / staying the night somewhere
• 2. I'm not quite sure this line is correctly transcribed.

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Poor Bird

I don't remember the name of that town
I don't remember which century it was
But I took you in my hands like a poor bird
Who had been hurt by stupid children
 
I whispered fairytales about faraway lands
I wanted to bring you at least a bit of joy
I promised to you that I would be back in a month
Although I knew I wasn't coming back
 
How we hurt those
To whom we give the sky
And of our sweet words
We will have to feel ashamed
And inside my chest there is a cage
And instead of a heart
This poor bird thrashes inside
Breaking its wings
 
I tried drinking sweet wines to wash away this bitterness
I tried forgetting everything that had been and starting over
But I knew no peace in my comfortable beds
Because this bird was screaming in my dreams
 
In a strange place where shadows will meet again
After the long road, after the tiresome life
I will ask the kind God for one thing:
For the poor bird
To forgive me
 
How we hurt those
To whom we give the sky
And of our sweet words
We will have to feel ashamed
And inside my chest there is a cage
And instead of a heart
This poor bird thrashes inside
Breaking its wings
 

Serenade of flowers and butterflies

Just listen to our music,
Little tyrannical rhythm,
Almost devilish,
A bewitching lullaby,
That we will share you with a heady voice,
I am rhythm and music,
I am fire, I am magic,
Follow the life, follow the dance,
And join us in step,
 
One, two, three. One, two, three, sing with me.
In the night that goes down.
I will rehang my voice.
 
It's a funny dance,
It can enchant you,
Make you swirl,
It's a heady music,
It can take you away,
Make you travel,
 
Follow the rhythm of the drums,
Especially as they are getting heavier,
Three little music notes,
Three little devilish notes.
 
One, two, three. One, two, three, sing with me.
In the night that goes down.
I will rehang my voice.
One, two, three. One, two, three, don't forget me.
I am the great queen whose the wings are spreading out
 
I am the great queen of the beautiful moths
My voice is unleashing
Makes my foes flee
 
Follow our steps
Clap in your hands
Sing the joy
Sing tomorrow
I am force
And I am fighting
Against those who don't believe in me
 
Lalalalilala Lalalalilalalilalalo
It's my song that makes you raise your hands so high
Lalalalilala Lalalalilalalilalalo
In your head shall you see
That it never stops.
 
Just listen to our music,
Little tyrannical rhythm,
Almost devilish,
A bewitching lullaby,
That we will make you share
With a heady voice
 
One, two, three. One, two, three, sing with me.
In the night that goes down.
I will rehang my voice.
One, two, three. One, two, three
Don't forget me
I am the great queen
My wings are spreading out
 
Lalalalilala Lalalalilalalilalalo
It's my song that makes you raise your hands so high
Lalalalilala Lalalalilalalilalalo
In your head shall you see that it never stops.
 
'Cuando quieres algo, todo el Universo conspira para que realices tu deseo.' Paulo Coelho