A keresés eredménye

What's all the commotion?

What's all the commotion
On our end?
That's the mosquito
Married the fly!
That's the mosquito
Married the fly!
 
He took for himself
A little wife,
Who can neither sew and spin,
Nor cook,
Who can't live well
With a man.
 
The mosquito flew
In an open field,
In an open field,
To the green oak grove,
In an open field,
To the green oak grove.
 
The mosquito sat
On the oak,
Swung his feet
Off a branch,
Swung his feet
Off a branch.
 
A strong wind
Sprang up,
It blew the mosquito
Down from the oak,
It blew the mosquito
Down from the oak.
 
The mosquito fell
To his death,
All his bones
Were broken,
All his bones
were broken.
 
Who dead one
Is lying here?
Is this a pan, General
Or Colonel?
Is this a pan, General
Or Colonel?
 
This isn't a pan, General
Or Colonel!
This is our Musya's
Lover,
This is our Musya's
Lover.
 
What's all the commotion
On our end?
That's the mosquito
Married the fly!
That's a mosquito
Married the fly!
 
Married!
 

limericks (passage)

The devil fell of from the ceiling
With all swing.
He snagged on a hook -
Tore the shirt.
 

Blue Eyes

Do you recall, in the fall
We met each other, my doll.
You said: 'Forgive my foul play.'
I was odd man on her way.
You broke my heart with your ploy,
With you I never knew joy.
 
Light blue eyes, light blue eyes, I'm your captive, all right,
You are beckoning me
With bright shine in the night.
Light blue eyes, burning bright with the flaming delight,
You are luring me in, light blue eyes in the night,
Hiding passion and plight.
 
Light blue eyes, light blue eyes, turquoise shines in your sight,
And your gaze is so blue
Like the early spring skies.
So much passionate flame's in these wonderful eyes,
I'm spellbound by your sight,
Light blue eyes, light blue eyes, I'm your captive, all right.
 
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Tell Me Why?

Versions: #2
By sheer chance I saw you last night,
You hardly knew about it.
Discreetly I watched you, held you in my sight,
Nostalgia dimmed my grief a bit.
 
All over me rushed recollections,
The bygone days' charms rose like dreams.
And past desire's flame against objections
Lit up again im my blood stream.
 
My darling, tell me why
We have been separated?
Why'd you leave me forever, tell me why?
I know your love for me burned unabated,
But you have left. Please tell me, tell me why?
 
My darling, tell me why
We have been separated?
Why'd you leave me forever, tell me why?
I know your love for me burned unabated,
But you have left. Please tell me, tell me why?
 
I know your love for me burned unabated,
But you have left. Please tell me, tell me why?
 
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My Heart

Versions: #2
There are so many nice young ladies,
There are so many tender names,
But only one girl drives me crazy,
Makes my peace go up in flames,
For love's no game.
 
Love'll come upon you with no warning,
When you don't wait for it to spring,
And every evening'll turn to charming
Wondrous night, fit for a king,
And you would sing:
 
My heart, you do not want repose and quiet,
My heart, it is so good to be alive.
My heart, it is so good you're such a riot!
I thank you, my heart, for knowing how to
Love and thrive!
 
...
 
My heart, it is so good you're such a riot!
I thank you, my heart, for knowing how to
Love and thrive!
 
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Black Eyes

The day in autumn when leaves fell down with quiet sadness.
The crystal sorrow lived in last asters feeling doomed.
That fall we didn't know heart-grief and darkness,
We were in love then and for us the spring still bloomed.
 
Ah, these black eyes enchanted me, left me spellbound.
I can't forget them anywhere,
They burn before me every day.
 
Ah, how these black eyes loved me then, in them I drowned.
Where have you gone from me of late,
And with whom do you stay?
 
Ah, these black eyes will ruin me, enslave forever.
I can't forget them anywhere,
They burn before me like a spell.
 
Ah, these black eyes, who'll fall in love with you wherever
Will lose his peace forevermore,
Will lose his heart as well.
 
Black and burning eyes, bright and passionate,
Hot and beautiful, yet impassionate!
I'm in love with you, I'm afraid of you!
The day I met you was to eschew!
 
Ah, these black eyes, who'll fall in love with you wherever
Will lose his peace forevermore,
Will lose his heart as well.
 
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All That Happened

Versions: #2
All the same the years are passing by as long scroll,
And the life path's getting shorter every day.
Is it not high time for me with tired out soul
For a minute to lie down and rest from play?
 
All that ached and
All that happened
Long ago has gone off deep end.
Lips got tired of caresses,
My soul grew fed up with love.
 
All that warbled,
All that curdled
Long ago decayed and whorled.
Only my guitar, my blessing,
Sings the same old tunes with love.
 
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Grief? Don't Bother!

Never mind, I'll obey till the end of time,
For no one can escape from the fate.
And who needs listless fate? That would be a crime.
Eh, there's no love, but you'll live either way.
 
Eh, grief? Don't bother!
For I gather
I must scoop out sea of life.
Heart, be quiet...
Higher, higher
Silver cups of sweet red wine!
 
Let the tireless guitar sing without shame,
Let the string after string weep and knell.
My brain's stupefied, your drunken eyes're to blame,
And your tune and your laughter's dark spell.
 
Eh, grief? Don't bother!
For I gather
I must scoop out sea of life.
Heart, be quiet...
Higher, higher
Silver cups of sweet red wine!
 
Heart, be quiet...
Higher, higher
Silver cups of sweet red wine!
 
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Tatyana

We met in the bar of a restaurant,
Your traits look so familiar to me.
Do you remember me, my Tatyana?
My love and our erstwhile dreams?
I see the suffering of red lips,
Silence of emptiness is in your eyes.
So tell me, my Tatyana, where, where
Are my love and our erstwhile dreams?
Tatyana, do you remember golden days,
Lilac bushes and the moon in the peace of alleys?
Tatyana, do you remember our erstwhile dreams?
I loved you, now we can't renew our youth.
Thick fragrant tresses fell,
You bowed your head to my chest.
Tatyana, do you remember golden days?
We can't return the gone spring.
 
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.