A keresés eredménye

If you've no aunt

Versions: #1
If you do not own a house,
It is safe from fires for life.
And your wife won't trade you, her spouse,
If you do not, if you do not,
If you do not have a wife.
Don't have a wife.
 
Chorus:
 
The orchestral bases thunder,
The trumpeter puffs out brass.
It's your decision, so take time to ponder,
Possess or not to possess?
Possess or not to possess?
 
If you are not a dog owner,
Your neighbor won't poison it, and
You and your friend are never brawling,
If you do not, if you do not,
If you do not have a friend.
Don't have a friend.
 
Chorus:
 
The orchestral bases thunder,
The trumpeter puffs out brass.
It's your decision, so take time to ponder,
Possess or not to possess?
Possess or not to possess?
 
If you've no aunt, there's no grieving,
She won't bid you final goodbye.
And if you yourself are not living.
Then you will not, then you will not,
Then you will not ever die.
Won't ever die.
 
Chorus:
 
The orchestral bases thunder,
The trumpeter puffs out brass.
It's your decision, so take time to ponder,
Possess or not to possess?
Possess or not to possess?
 

Snow goes on, snow goes on.

Snow goes on, snow goes on.
White small stars of snow storm
Are spread as geranium flowers
Upon the wooden sticks of the window.
 
It’s snowing, and all is crumpled,
Everything starts to fly over,-
The steps of the black stair,
The turning crossroad.
 
Snow goes on, snow goes on,
As if no flake falls,
And that in patched pelisse
Watery sky goes out on earth.
 
As if – kind of eccentric,
From the upper landing of the stair,
Creeping, playing hide and seek,
Rushes the sky out of the attic.
 
Because life doesn’t wait.
Don’t look backwards - and at Christmas time.
Only a short time lapse,
Look on, here is new-year.
 
It’s snowing, thick-deep.
At same stride, same step,
Same tempo, same laziness,
Or at same speed,
May be, time goes by?
 
May be, from year to year
One follows, how falls the snow,
Or how, words fall in a poem?
May be so passes time?
May be, from year to year.
 
Snow goes on, snow goes on,
It’s snowing, and all is crumpled:
The pedestrian white covered,
The astonished plants,
The turning crossroad.
 
Snow is falling, it’s snowing,
Snow is falling, it’s snowing.
© Bénédicte Schribaux.
 

Cursed Lips

Lips are cursed, my lips are cursed,
Secret thoughts can't be reversed,
Oh, muddle-headed stupid love,
My reckless head has been accursed.
Oh, muddle-headed stupid love,
My reckless head has been accursed.
 
My lips, you mind everything,
My thoughts, you know everything,
Oh, such a grief you cause my heart with
All this, such a pain you bring.
Oh, such a grief you cause my heart with
All this, such a pain you bring.
 
I shall call a homing dove,
Homing pigeon from above,
To send a letter to my love:
We'll start all over hand in glove.
To send a letter to my love:
We'll start all over hand in glove.
 
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Oh, Such An Azure Sky Above Us

As long as braggarts live among the men,
We ought to praise our lucky fate no end.
 
Oh, such a blue sky makes me wonder,
We're not proponents of armed plunder:
For blowhard you don't need a knife,
Just let him hear your fawning fife,
And he is yours for life!
 
As long as avid folks are still around,
We won't let our fortune run aground.
 
Oh, such a blue sky makes me wonder,
We're not proponents of armed plunder:
For meanie you don't need a knife,
Just show him silver dime or five,
And he will sell his wife!
 
As long as fools exist, (bless their souls!)
Deception will be our way to roll.
 
Oh, such a blue sky makes me wonder,
We're not proponents of armed plunder:
To deal with fool a knife won't do,
Just tell him one tall tale or two
To make him fall for you!
 
Oh, such an azure sky above us,
These three still live and fortune loves us.
Thank God, for they will never end,
And as they say, the game will tend
To walk straight into bag!
 
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Bringing joy of Russian music and poetry to the world.
When sharing, please thank & credit: (c) St. Sol @ LT.

I Came By An Ash Tree

Versions: #5
I came by an ash tree
To ask for my beloved one
Ash tree was not telling me
Quaking with its head
 
I came by a poplar tree
To ask for my beloved one
Poplar tree dropped leaves on me
And turned away instead
 
I came by the autumn then
To ask for my beloved one
Autumn had responded
With rainy days ahead
 
I came to a rainy day
To ask for my beloved one
Rainy day was weeping
With tear drops of the unsaid...
 
I came by the half-moon then
To ask for my beloved one
Half-moon drifted away from me
Behind the puffy cloud
 
I came to a puffy cloud
To ask for my beloved one
The cloud disappeared
Sorrowful and proud...
 
You are my one and only friend
Where is my beloved one?
Tell me if you only know
Help me, I am in chaos
 
Faithful friend replied to me
Genuine friend had answered me
There was a beloved once for you
There was a beloved once for you
There was a beloved once for you
She became my spouse
 
I came by an ash tree
I came by a poplar tree
 
I came by the autumn then...
 
E.T. (Eva Trussell) aka Vesper Lynd

I You Don’t Have An Auntie

Versions: #3
If you don’t have a house the fire won’t mess up your life
And your wife would not ever leave you - If you don’t, if you just don’t, if you don’t have a wife...
– “Don’t have a wife!”
 
Orchestra is playing loud, the trumpeter is short of breath
Decide for yourself, see for yourself -
To have or - not to have, to have or - not to have…
 
If you are not a dog owner you won’t be sued for it’s attack
And your friend will not randomly betray you if you are watching his back – watching his back!
 
Orchestra is playing loud, the trumpeter is short of breath
Decide for yourself, see for yourself -
To have or - not to have, to have or - not to have…
 
If you don’t have an auntie, you won’t ever lose her respect
A diseases won’t ever affect you if you elect, if you elect, your disease to let go unchecked ... !
 
E.T. (Eva Trussell) aka Vesper Lynd