A keresés eredménye

Mere Naam Tu - only chorus part of the song

it's only perfect love in the evening
(c'est seulement parfait l’amour au soirée)
if love goes out
(si va me sortie l'amour )
it's only perfect love in the evening
(c'est seulement parfait l’amour au soirée)
if love goes out
(si va me sortie l'amour )
 

Song of the Onion

I love an onion fried in oil,
I love an onion, it's so tasty
I love an onion fried in oil,
I love an onion, I love an onion
 
Refrain:
In step, comrades, in step, comrades,
In step, in step, in step
In step, comrades, in step, comrades,
In step, in step, in step
 
Just one onion fried in oil,
Just one onion turns us into lions
Just one onion fried in oil,
Just one onion, just one onion
 
Refrain
 
But no onions for the Austrians,
No, no onions for those dogs
No onions for the Austrians,
No onions, no onions
 
Refrain
 
Love the onion fried in oil,
Love the onion, it's so tasty
Love the onion fried in oil,
Love the onion, we love an onion
 
Refrain
 

We'll do it

Versions: #3
(chorus)
We'll do it! We'll do it! We'll do it!1
Let's hang the Aristocrats !2
We'll do it! We'll do it! We'll do it!
The Aristocrats will be hanged!
 
For three hundred years they've been
promising to grant us some bread.
For three hundred years they've been
making merry and keeping whores!
For three hundred years we've been crushed.
Enough lies and smooth talk already!
We are no longer willing to starve!
 
(chorus)
 
For three hundred years they've been
waging war with fives and drums
while we were famished to death.
This could not go on forever...
For three hundred years they've been taking our men
and treating us like beasts of burden.
This could not go on forever !
 
(chorus)
 
Retribution is coming your way,
for the people is reclaiming its rights.
You really took us for a ride3
the ride is over, ye mighty kings!
You'll no longer lead us anywhere,
we will lead you to the scaffold,
for the law is now in our hands!4
 
(chorus)
 

• 1. This refers to Benjamin Franklin supporting the revolution using approximative French for 'It will be alright'
• 2. lit. 'the Aristocrats to the street lamp'. Many Aristocrats and alleged Royalists were actually hanged from street lamps and/or beheaded by the crowd during French revolution.
• 3. the French plays on 'se payer la tête de qqun' ('buy yourself someone's head') meaning 'making fun of someone'. The next lines go 'Forget about relying on our heads, we'll have yours now'
• 4. lit. 'for it's us who make the law now'

Cossacks

We like to live deep in the woods,
to go and sleep on the hard ground.
{With a thousand voices, the forest tells us
to go for the big adventure} (x2)
 
La la la...
 
We like to live on horseback
in the plains of the Caucasus.
{Carried away by their rapid gallop,
we race faster than Pegasus} (x2)
 
La la la...
 
We like to live near the bonfire
and sing under the stars.
{With a thousand sparkles, the moonlit night tells us
to be merry when nothing veils the sky} (x2)
 
La la la...
 
We like to live freely,
drink vodka and eat pirozhki,
{dance and laugh in the whole regiment
and parade through conquered villages} (x2)
 
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I Am Full of Joy

Versions: #2
I was singing my heart out
About the wonders of my Papa Yahweh*
He removed the darkness from me
He delivered me from all sin
 
My Papa is faithful
He would never abandon me
I have nothing to fear
Because Yahweh freed me
 
I am full of joy
A joy so great
I am emotional
Because Yahweh freed me
 

At the Clear Fountain

At the clear fountain,
I go for a walk
I found the beautiful water
In which I bathed
 
Refrain :
It's been a long time ever since I loved you
Yet I never forgot you
 
Underneath the oak tree leaves,
I dry myself
On top of a very high branch,
A nightingale sings
 
Refrain
 
Sing, nightingale, sing,
You who has a happy heart
You have a laughing heart,
Me, I cried
 
Refrain
 
I had lost my love,
Which I shouldn't have deserved
For a bouquet of roses,
In which I refused her
 
[Refrain]
 
I would like just one rose
Still, another rose
And for my fresh love
Still, I love again1
 

• 1. Other version : And That of the Same Rose / At the Sea, Still Thrown.