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Girias TVC ft Hansika

0:00 - 0:05 Girias, a great shop
0:06 - 0:13 Girias is mass, Girias is class, Girias has top sale, Girias has low price
0:14 - 0:16 The whole city will say it is a big and great shop
0:17 - 0:19 People will buy things due to its lower price
0:20 - 0:25 Come here, let's buy, a great shop is Girias
0:25 - 0:27 Guarantee for low price, Girias
0:28 - 0:30 A great shop, low price
 

Aroma Ghee TVC

0:02 - 0:09 Smell out in the air, mind mesmerized with the taste
0:10 - 0:18 Pure and true happy feeling, will it change?
0:23 - 0:26 Will the happy feeling change?
0:27 - 0:33 The taste is great in Aroma ghee, smell is superb
0:34 - 0:36 Will the happy feeling change?
 

Aroma Milk TVC

0:01 - 0:06 Come on, come on
0:09 - 0:11 If it's 'A', it is always Aroma
0:13 - 0:15 If it's milk, then it's Aroma
0:20 - 0:22
0:24 - 0:25 If it's milk, then it's Aroma
0:26 - 0:30 Clean and tasty, with love, Aroma milk
 

Aroma Curd TVC

0:03 - 0:05 If it's 'A', it's always Aroma
0:06 - 0:08 If it's curd, Aroma is the one
0:10 - 0:17 Thick and tasty, the mind will ask for more and more
0:19 - 0:21 Aroma curd, thick and tasty curd
0:22 - 0:24 If it's 'A', it's always Aroma
0:25 - 0:28 If it's curd, Aroma is the one
 

SUPERPALAV

Verse 1:
Superpower means I can stand(endure) all night long,
super-naughty means you haven't seen anything.
I enter sharply, like a mother in a kid's room
and I don't knock, but I make a compromise for you.
 
0-888-Papi-Hans.
immediately call for your chance,
come for Netflix and chill,
I'm not talking about romance.
 
All my traits are inferior,
if you have a need - just call me,
my number has no error.
How I envy that you met me.
 
Chorus:
Turn on the signal,
if you're not asleep.
I'm flying towards you,
I have super power -
I am super naughty.
 
Pa-parari-pa-parari-para... aaa, you get the idea here.
 
Verse 2: *
zdr. k.p.r.?
asl? pls!
me and you? v.n.l.
vs. dr. - vgz
 
Your exes are for warming up,
I have the secret ingredient -
I made a cake * once and Jamie Oliver
resigned.
 
Chorus:
Turn on the signal,
if you're not asleep.
I'm flying towards you,
I have super power -
I am super naughty.
 
Pa-parari-pa-parari-para-parari-theory-of-emancipation-volume-second-chapter-third-parara-parari
 
Bridge:
Invite me to your temple,
you just call me and I'm there,
you better watch out -
Be careful not to 'papi' * yourself.
 
Chorus:
Turn on the signal,
if you're not asleep.
I'm flying towards you,
I have super power -
I am super naughty.
 
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Anantham Silks Diwali Ad

0:06 - 0:08 - First song, then you get laddu
0:09 - 0:10 - So for a laddu, a song ah?
0:11 - 0:12 - No, a song for a laddu.
0:21 - 0:30 - Beautiful cloth, is there any flower equal to this cloth in the city?
0:31 - 0:35 - Diwali celebration with new, new dresses with Anantham silks
0:36 - 0:40 - Diwali celebration with colourful dresses with Anantham silks
0:42 - 0:46 - With beautiful dresses, dance, sing and enjoy
0:47 - 0:53 - With beautiful dresses, happy Diwali celebration, Anantham silks, Ramanathapuram, Kumbakonam, Thanjavur
 

The Dumb and Mean Song

When I was twelve years old, I really liked my brother
He was amazing--he had a glass eye
That he would have probably kept for his entire life--
If I hadn't auctioned it off
 
If you find something worse (ha ha)
Dumber and meaner (ha ha)
Run quickly and write to me-- (ha ha)
You win (ha ha)
(nyah nyah)
 
My sister was a great cook
She would make millefeuille and eclairs
One day I put a few pieces of glass in them--
It was so funny to see everyone rolling on the ground
 
If you find something worse (ha ha)
Dumber and meaner (ha ha)
Run quickly and write to me-- (ha ha)
You win (ha ha)
(nyah nyah)
 
My cousin worked security at a cemetery
One day to scare the hell out of him I covered myself in a green sheet
He saw me suddenly rise up in the light of day
And the day after it was him they buried in the ground
 
If you find something worse (ha ha)
Dumber and meaner (ha ha)
Run quickly and write to me-- (ha ha)
You win (ha ha)
(nyah nyah)
 
My uncle Gontran was a billionaire
Who gave me money without knowing what I did with it
Trying to satisfy me, he gave me so much
That now he eats at the soup kitchen
 
If you find something worse (ha ha)
Dumber and meaner (ha ha)
Run quickly and write to me-- (ha ha)
You win (ha ha)
(nyah nyah)
If you find something worse (ha ha)
Dumber and meaner (ha ha)
Run quickly and write to me-- (ha ha)
You win (ha ha)
(nyah nyah)
 

Brothers, Let Your Weapons Lighten

Brothers, let your weapons lighten1,
the battle, the last one, is near.
The day of victory is within sight,
brothers, for the army of labour.
The day of victory is within sight,
brothers, for the army of labour.
 
We, who came from the depths,
brothers of purposeless torment,
harden in the fight against vermin,
become like blades of steel.
Harden in the fight against vermin,
become like blades of steel.
 
Get up! It informs and urges,
the thrones crumble to dust,
beneath the blood-red banners,
we build the home of the future.
Beneath the blood-red banners,
we build the home of the future.
 
Others took the power and the honor,
toil was left to us,
but brothers, the workers' army
spites the tyrants.
But brothers, the workers' army
defies the tyrants.
 
Clench the armed fist
- brothers, we fight for peace,
let it not hower like threats,
let it strike like lightning.
Let it not hower like threats,
let it strike like lightning.
 

• 1. This is the verb version of the word for lightning, so in the sense of 'let your weapons produce lightning'.

Sir Peder and his sister

Versions: #2
The king far to Ryninge goes
When the bird sings in the forest
Left there at home were the sister and brother
I awaken a proud virgin maiden
 
'Little Kerstin, may I have love willingly with you'
When the bird sings in the forest
'No for there comes many sins thereby'
I awaken a proud virgin maiden
 
'Then I shall fabricate a lie about you'
When the bird sings in the forest
'Lie then, for no one believes you over me'
I awaken a proud virgin maiden
 
When the king had returned from Ryninge said he:
When the bird sings in the forest
'And how fair then you, those who were left at home?'
I awaken a proud virgin maiden
 
'Little Kerstin has done both whoring and murder'
When the bird sings in the forest
'The delicate small children, she lays them in the earth'
I awaken a proud virgin maiden
 
Under heavens height
Bloodlines defiled of the devil's work
On this grim day
Under the glow of the autumn sun
Innocence sacrificed for arrogance and betrayal
Stands now with fictitious guilt
 
'How then shall the grass on the ground yet grow,'
When the bird sings in the forest
'When the father believes not his son?'
I awaken a proud virgin maiden
 
The king then said two of his pages:
When the bird sings in the forest
'Go now to the forest and chop for me a pyre!'
I awaken a proud virgin maiden
 
Under heavens height
Bloodlines defiled of the devil's work
On this grim day
Under the glow of the autumn sun
Innocence sacrificed for arrogance and betrayal
Stands now on the edge of the grave
 
Early rode the company, the graveyard was their goal
Then little Kerston was cast upon the reddest pyre
'My limbs burn red, my body burns blue,'
'God show mercy to me who shall be thereupon'
 
'Hear me now Sir Peder, and what I say to you,'
'In Jesus name I wish a litte water upon me'
So set he a horn upon the longest spear,
and the few small drops he spilled out.
 
Under heavens height
Bloodlines defiled of the devil's work
On this grim day
Under the glow of the autumn sun
Innocence sacrificed for arrogance and betrayal
Stand now in the glow of the flames
 
Then descended two doves of heaven
When the bird sings in the forest
When they ascended so were they three
I awaken a proud virgin maiden
 
Then rose up two ravens of hell
When the bird sings in the forest
They took Sir Peder with both soul and body
I awaken a proud virgin maiden
 

Song of the Glazier

How fine it is
what you can see just like that
through the sand through the glass
through the window panes
here look for example
how fine it is
that woodcutter
way over there
who is cutting down a tree
to make planks
for the joiner
who has to make a big bed
for the little flower-seller
who is going to marry
the lamplighter
who lights the street lamps every evening
so that the cobbler can see
to repair the shoes of the shoe-shine boy
who brushes those of the knife-grinder
who sharpens the scissors of the hairdresser
who cuts the hair of the bird seller
who gives his birds to everyone
to put everyone in a good mood.
 

Song for Jeanne

Since the roses are so pretty
And because Jeanne is, too,
Everything blooms in this world,
And it is the worst kind of insanity
To care about anything else,
Since the roses are pretty
And Jeanne is, too.
 
Since you are chirping, tits,
And since Jeanne is chirping likewise,
Everything sings in this world,
And I will never worry
About the sacred harps of the angels,
Since you are chirping, tits,
And Jeanne is, too.
 
Since the beautiful flower has faded,
The little bird is dead and so is Jeanne,
Nothing seems alive in this world,
And my only yearning is to depart
Into the grave with my last breath,
Since the beautiful flower is dead,
And the bird, and Jeanne is, too...
 

The Mardi Gras Song of Basile

Captain:
Captain, captain,
Wave your flag and move your group along.
 
Chorus:
All round about the hub. 
 
Captain:
The road is great, 
the night is long,
and women aren't invited.
It's Mardi Gras,
it just once a year
to ask for charity.
Once a year,
it's not too often
for you anyway.
 
Chorus:
It's hip, it's hip, it's hop,
and my dear fellow.
It's hip, it's hip, it's hop,
and my dear fellow.
 
Captain:
It's the Mardi Gras
It comes from far
It comes from England.
 
Chorus:
All round about the hub.
 
Captain:
It's the Mardi Gras
It's all the good young people,
The good young people that
Come from good families.
 
Chorus:
All round about the hub.
 
Captain:
They are not troublemakers.
They're just beggars.
 
Chorus:
It's hip, it's hip, it's hop,
and my dear fellow.
It's hip, it's hip, it's hop,
and my dear fellow.
 
Captain:
The Mardi Gras
Asks the mistress,
The mistress for
a small fat hen
and rice or fat.
 
Chorus:
All round about the hub
To make their giant gumbo
tonight in Grand Basile.
 
Chorus:
It's hip, it's hip, it's hop,
and my dear fellow.
It's hip, it's hip, it's hop,
and my dear fellow.
 
Captain:
You would promise me this,
You would promise me that,
but you won't give it to me.
 
Chorus:
All round about the hub.
It's hip, it's hip, it's hop,
and my dear fellow.
It's hip, it's hip, it's hop,
and my dear fellow.
 
Captain:
Captain, captain
The savages,
they can sing no longer
because their throat is dry.
 
Chorus:
All round about the hub.
 
Captain:
A good small cold beer 
would make them sing better.
 
Chorus:
It's hip, it's hip, it's hop,
and my dear fellow.
It's hip, it's hip, it's hop,
and my dear fellow
 

The Mardi Gras Song

Mardi Gras1, where do you come from?
All around the bottom of the glass?
 
We come from England, oh my dear,
Oh my dear,
We come from England,
All around the bottom of the glass!2
 
Mardi Gras, what are you bringing with you?
All around the bottom of the glass.
 
I'm bringing a weary bottle, oh my dear,
Oh my dear
I'm only bringing a weary bottle
All around the bottom of the glass.
 
And the bottle is drunk,
All around the bottom of the glass.
 
Only half is left, oh my dear
Oh my dear,
Only half is left,
All around the bottom of the glass.
 
And the half is drunk,
All around the bottom of the glass.
 
Only the full glass is left, oh my dear,
Oh my dear,
Only the full glass is left.
All around the bottom of the glass.
 
And the full glass is drunk,
All around the bottom of the glass.
 
There is only half a glass, oh my dear,
Oh my dear,
There is only half a glass,
All around the bottom of the glass.
 
And the half glass is drunk,
All around the bottom of the glass,
And the half glass is drunk,
All around the bottom of the glass.
 
There are only the dregs, oh my dear
Oh my dear,
There are only the dregs,
All around the bottom of the glass.
 
And the dregs, we won't drink, oh my dear,
Oh my dear,
And the dregs, we won't drink,
All around the bottom of the glass.
 
Hello to the master and the mistress,
We ask you for a little something
We ask you for the oldest daughter
We're going to make her do something nice
We're going to make her warm up her feet3
 

• 1. Mardi Gras means Fat Tuesday, the last day before Lent but also refers to the costumed people also called 'masqués' (masked ones)
• 2. There's a variant that goes, 'Tout à l'entour du fond d'hiver' (All around the end of winter)
• 3. By getting her to dance!

O great and magnificent emperor

O great and magnificent emperor (x2), ruler of royal decree
May your life be everlasting
Words alone cannot praise you, you're the cornerstone of India
India is your life, you're the life of India
We welcome you in our hearts (x2)
 
O great and magnificent emperor (x2), ruler of royal decree
May your life be everlasting
Words alone cannot praise you, you're the cornerstone of India
India is your life, you're the life of India
We welcome you in our hearts (x2)
 
Dheem tom tananana dheem tom tananana dheem tom
Dhigidi tom tananana dhigidi tom tananana dhigidi tom dhigidi tom
Dheere na dheere na na na dheere nom
Na na na nanana na na na nom
Dheere nom dheere nom, Jalaluddin, the great emperor
 
In every town, in every courtyard
Love abounds in every heart
Ta ra re ra, ta ra re ra, ta ra re ra........
Our victory lies in the Emperor
A wind of peace blows across the land
Chan chan chanan chanan chanan.....
We welcome you in our hearts (x2)
O great and magnificent emperor ruler of royal decree
 
Every heart bears witness to our emperor's generosity
Wherever he treads, he showers gold on his path
Chan chan chanan chanan chanan.....
We welcome you in our hearts (x2)
O great and magnificent emperor ruler of royal decree
 
Your religion is love, you rule many hearts
No praise can describe you, you're the confluence of all traditions
Chan chan chanan chanan chanan.....
We welcome you in our hearts (x2)
 
O great and magnificent emperor (x2), ruler of royal decree
May your life be everlasting
Words alone cannot praise you, you're the cornerstone of India
India is your life, you're the life of India
We welcome you in our hearts (x2)
 
Dheem tom tananana dheem tom tananana dheem tom
Dhigidi tom tananana dhigidi tom tananana dhigidi tom dhigidi tom
Dheere na dheere na na na dheere nom
Na na na nanana na na na nom
Dheere nom dheere nom, Jalaluddin, the great emperor
 

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• Terminology: lit. (literally), lat. (latin term), pr. (pronunciation). @= a/o (for Spanish translations only, @ can be switched from a feminine or masculine perspective.

King Hans

King Hans he's sitting in Copenhagen
He has the payment order written
Sending it to Northern Jutland
In good faith to Erik Ottesøn
 
There will never be such a rich Queen coming to Denmark
 
You're appealing for the poor widows
Who'll give birth to fatherless children
You're appealing for the poor inmates
Don't let them die in that tower
 
There will never be such a rich Queen coming to Denmark
 
And you shall not tax the poor farmer
I don't want that
But if you're lacking gold or silver
You speak to your father
 
There will never be such a rich Queen coming to Denmark
 

A French Song

It`s a romance, written in France
A melody on which I met you
You talked to me about English records
I taught you how to talk to me about street love
French girl, you understood
That it's not all gold that comes from across the Channel
Since that day, dead leaves
And white roses are songs of love
You are the midday sun, the aroma of Normandy
The taste of good wine, the taste of life
 
(Chorus)
You are beautiful like, kind like a French song
You are simple like, gentle like a French song
Come be a romantic
You sing when everything's going badly
You always have an attitude
That doesn't believe in worrying in life
 
Yes, you are proud like, gentle like a French song
You have the good sense and the heart of a French song
Yes, almost as beautiful and loyal, as traditional
As a timeless song
You make love like in a French Song
 
Fog and rain, a winter`s evening
I`m coming back in a car speeding towards Paris
You're keeping me warm and while we drive
I put on the radio as to not fall asleep
But near 110, the road is slippery
It's a downpour, quickly, we must find shelter
I was under duress from the lightning
Suddenly, we were the only ones on Earth
 
Under an Italian poplar that served as a lightning rod
You became my most beautiful chorus
(Chorus)
Yes
(Chorus)
 

I sing songs

Versions: #2
It is written, beneath my name, on the bottom of my passport:
'He lives of songs, has received thirty gold records.'
That I was born the day I sang
 
I sing songs to make people dream
I sing songs to make people smile
To love one an other you may need
Someone else to tell you
 
And I learned by heart the two pages of my first fan
letter
And I kept it ten days, pinned
On the sky-blue paper, at my hotel
 
I sing songs to make people dream.
I sing songs to make people smile.
To love one an other you may need
Someone else to tell you.
 
I nearly can do nothing with my hands.
Who am I in front of a mason or a carpenter?
 
But when it's just asked for some dream or sorrow,
I am here and I give what I have, like a man
And here is all my life...
I sing...
 
I sing songs to make people dream.
I sing songs to make people smile.
To love one an other you may need
Someone else to tell you.(x2)
 

Take My Life And Let It Be

Take My Life And Let It Be
Consecrated Lord To Thee
Take My Hands And Let Them Move
At The Impulse Of Thy Love
 
Take My Feet And Let Them Be
Swift And Beautiful For Thee
Take My Voice And Let Me Sing
Always Only For My King
 
Take My Moments And My Days
Let Them Flow In Endless Praise
Take My Intellect And Use
Every Power As Thou Shalt Choose
 
Take My Will And Make It Thine
It Shall Be No Longer Mine
Take My Heart It Is Thine Own
It Shall Be Thy Royal Throne
 
Take My Love My Lord I Pour
At Thy Feet It's Treasure Store
Take Myself And I Will Be
Ever Only All For Thee
 

Hansel & Gretel's Bollywood Story

I know it sounds a bit weird
But you don't want to be hanged
Look me in the eyes, we burned it
Let's go, the town is waiting for us
 
Don't be a fool, you have to pretend Hansel
 
How can I explain it to you?
Or rather, how many times?
The world is cruel, it's going to eat you
If you don't attack it first
 
How can I explain it to you?
Or rather, how many times?
The world is cruel, it's going to eat you
If you don't attack it first
 
Don't be weak, I saw you hesitating today
 
How can I explain it to you?
Or rather, how many times?
The world is cruel, it's going to eat you
If you don't attack it first
 
How can I explain it to you?
Or rather, how many times?
The world is cruel, it's going to eat you
If you don't attack it first
 
(Gretel, I dreamed about him again)
 
Look what you've done again
Look what you've done again
 
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The Song Of Louts

The day rises on my suburbs
I'm cold it's not winter yet
What could I do for Gods sake?
I do not have a round and I do not look
serious, serious
 
I'm a lout among many others
I'm not sleeping far from the Defense
I look dirty, it's not my fault
My HLM is not Byzantium
My friend, my friend
 
At fourteen, my father
Hired me at the factory
Two days later I left
Seems I'm an unworthy son
 
One evening in a deserted street
I mowed a Honda 500
To an honest bourgeois son
With her I go to 200
Yeah that's nice, it's nice
 
My friend Pierrot crashed
On the highway on a rainy day
Sometimes I hear him laugh
It's sure he's in heaven
It's swollen, it's swollen
 
And I continue my film like life
At the foot of these shabby buildings
I'd like to die before I'm ugly
I would like to finish like you my old Gavroche
 
I'm a peripheral lout
I'm full of the boots of this city
France is a shitty suburb
As my friend Mohamed says
With cops, With cops
 
The day rises on my suburbs
I'm cold it's not winter yet
It's funny the bitumen is all blue
There's my bike that cracks on the floor
Good God, good God
Oh, God
Oh my God, good God
 

Songs for Those Who Love Each Other

So many melodies mark our way
And without them the world be worse off today
 
Modern or old-fashioned, they all make us dream
Und each one of us keeps them hidden in our hearts
 
Songs for those who love each other
Old songs with everlasting words
Songs that remember and that come back when love is gone
 
Songs for those who love each other
New songs with words of lovers
Songs that are always faithful and remind us of happy days
 
We can redo everything, change the world
Live without borders, we'll sing
Forget history, believe, not believe anymore
Things will stay the same in our memories
 
Songs for those who love each other
Songs that remember and that people wait for
One day, sing the same one and it'll turn into
The anthem of peace from now on, from now on
 

The old hands

These lyrics are extremely redundant. Rather than copy-pasting the same lines over and over, I'd rather pack the actual story together.
 
As in many folk songs, the chorus is mostly a rhythmic pattern (though it actually makes sense and is even rather amusing)
 
Title
 
'Les vieux de la vieille' is a fixed expression meaning 'the old hands'. It's just a pun on the chorus, with no relation to the actual story.
 
Chorus
 
Granny had noticed Gramps could no longer see a thing
yet Gramps was well aware Granny could not see a thing (x2)
 
Main story
 
My father had no daughter but me
One day he cast me off to sea.
The sailor who lead me there
fell in love with me
Each time he went:
'My little cutie, give me a kiss'
[I answered] 'Oh no, Mister, I wouldn't dare
for if my father knew about that
he would give me a good beating'
 
That's all folks
 
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The Fall Song by Paul Verlaine

Versions: #3
'the Fall Song' by Paul Verlaine
 
violins' songs
prolong
the fall, in a tone,
hit my heart in a strong,
long
monotone.
 
I'm short of air,
pale in time's care,
when, in a while,
I do retain
the ancient days,
and I cry.
 
and, I will go,
when the winds blow,
I'll be tossed,
to and fro,
as though
a leaf lost.
 
Translation from French by Ivan Petryshyn, U-A
 

Summer song

The lengthy lament
Of autumn
Violins
Fills my heart
With a sluggish
Dullness
 
Suffocating
And drained, when
The hour sounds,
I remember
Long bygone days
And I weep.
 
And I drift
In the evil wind
That sweeps me away
Here and there
Just like
A dead leaf
 
In summer I’ll come back
As a newborn baby
To tap deep down your bones
The summer light
The imperfect tense
To conjugate as a more than present
To find the gold now
That hides deep down my bones
To be and to have been lost for so long
In another dimension like a spirit
Top-to-tail
To be and to have been
A ghost of flesh and blood
Humming a summer song
For all eternity
A summer song
 

Today's Your Day (S)

You feel in the morning that everything’s tip top today
You’re bursting with full life, today it has what’s to be there
And people are suddenly friendly to you
The sun’s shining two times as bright
And all things are never their usual way
And had better stay these for good
 
Today’s your day, your good luck must meet you for sure
From heaven the stars will be shooting
For your bravest wishes to come true
Today’s your day, and all around wish you the best things
From now on - fun and fiesta
And I tell you it’s the day for you!
 
Come sit outside and see all what will happen today
You’ll never believe what today will be coming your way
Don’t think of your work now, today’s your day-off
Enjoy it as much as it lets
We've got something special for you up our sleeve
And want you to never forget:
 
Today’s your day, your good luck must meet you for sure
From heaven the stars will be shooting
For your bravest wishes to come true
Today’s your day, and all around wish you the best things
From now on - fun and fiesta
And I tell you it’s the day for you! (x2)
 
From now on - fun and fiesta
And I tell you it’s the day for you!
 

The End of the Party

It's over now
People are leaving
I already know what you're going to tell me
That I mustn't cry
That these things happen
I always cried, so as not to laugh
I don't have any memory space left, though
And there isn't any photo that I'd like to delete
 
It's over now
The end of the party's here
And the ever-frightening 'What-will-people-say?' is born
If she left with him
If she left with her
The ones who didn't give in
Will do it later
Because life is a slow-moving orgy
The best must be yet to come
 
It's over now
People are leaving now
I already know what you're going to tell me
That I mustn't cry
That these things happen
I always cried, so as not to laugh
I don't have any memory space left, though
And there isn't any photo that I'd like to delete
 
It's over now
The end of the party's here
And the ever-scary 'What-will-people-say?' is born
If he left with him
If she left with her
The ones who didn't give in
Will do it later
Because life is a slow-moving orgy
The best must be yet to come
 
It's over now
People are leaving
I know what you're going to tell me
That I mustn't cry
That these things happen
I always cried, so as not to laugh
I don't have any memory space left, though
And there isn't any photo that I'd like to delete
 

At the time of Pierrot and Colombine

At the time of Pierrot and Colombine
In a world less crazy than today,
Pierrot didn't have a car
To meet his girlfriend,
He ran to loose his breath
without stopping at the fountains
He ran, ran, ran
 
When Pierrot met Colombine
To bring her in the wood
Pierrot who didn't have a car
Took his sweet friend by the hand
And words were coming to him
And sentences were turning,
And Pierrot chatted, chatted,
Without thinking of kissing her
And without a car
With Colombine
He took his time, all of his time
To offer her twenty years
 
When Pierrot dreamed about Colombine,
Who was alone in the town
Pierrot without a phone
To call the cutie
Lighted a candle
And wrote in the paper
The most beautiful things
 
And Pierrot dedicated with his pen
Wrote to calm his ardor
Under the absentminded watch of the moon
Laughing in front of all this happiness
And words were coming to him
And sentences were turning
And his heart was beating, beating
In the blue of the inkwell
And words were hovering
And sentences were turning
And when the day came, there were
More than a hundred love letters
 
When Pierrot was waiting for Colombine
Who was doing her work in the town
Pierrot didn't have an electrophone
To kill the monotone time
He took his mandolin
Composed minuets
Sweet cavatinas
 
When Pierrot married Colombine
He was a poet and a musician
Colombine sang in her kitchen
while doing the laundry, or making bread
And without a car,
In love and quiet
They took their time, all of the time
To love each other madly
And without a phone,
And without an electrophone
They lived up to almost a hundred years
And had a lot of children
 

Decked Out

Decked out, decked out
Oh you're most sweet
If your love was a plague
[I'd still say] It's either you or no one,
Or no one
 
Oh my soul's love, he resides in my heart
And no matter how long he's away, I never forget his time
Oh power holders, stay away from my way
The money of the whole world can't replace his tenderness for me
 
If they totally cover me in gold till I'm fully decked out, decked out
[put on me] a diamond ring, no, no
[Even if they] made me wear dresses of velvet and silk
And told me that whatever I wish for
is their command
The entire world is not worth as much to me as your love
Oh I swear it, the entire world
 
They found out that you are my love and my life
They thought that they can use expensive things to separate us
And they made me wear dresses of velvet and silk
And told me that whatever I wish for
is their command
The entire world is not worth as much to me as your love
Oh I swear it, the entire world
 
They made me walk on roses, step by step
To make me forget your love that is driving me mad
And they made me wear dresses of velvet and silk
And told me that whatever I wish for
is their command
The entire world is not worth as much to me as your love
Oh I swear it, the entire world
 
Let me know if you have any questions about my translation. Good luck.
Vel

Summer Clothes

Sick of this view
To many things have happened within it
But it's new to you
You point at Stockholm, saying:
'I like this, I like this
It's not Rome, but nothing is'
 
In summer clothes
And maybe a little too cold
Doesn't matter
Doesn't matter
In summer clothes
In summer clothes
 
And what's up
With the others tonight,
Did we have a plan?
Don't want to see a DJ, baby
There's cava
There's a party at a balcony
All night long
And we can go there later
But hey baby, check out the sky
And this light
And this light
Not as in Rome, but it's alright
(It's alright)
 
In summer clothes
And Stockholm, a little too cold
Doesn't matter
Doesn't matter
In summer clothes
Stockholm, a little too cold
Doesn't matter
Doesn't matter
In summer clothes
In summer clothes
In summer clothes
(I like this)
In summer clothes
 

Song of fearful happiness

Ah my friends here it is the song of happiness.
It passed this way, I saw it just now.
It’s already gone, yep but I don’t know where.
If I find it today, I’ll bite its neck.
 
Ah my friends here it is the song of fear.
The one that wakes you up at night and fills you with horror.
It’s like the story of that man who never said yes.
By chance I settled on this strange dream.
 
At last, the day breaks at last.
At last, the day breaks at last.
 
He hasn’t had an easy life ever since having been
abandoned like a bag at the foot of the stairs.
To be dragged about by the scruff of his neck again and again.
Chucked on the pavement like an attack hobo. 1
 
All this while in the city the monuments are bored.
He takes the girl’s hand, he thinks her pretty.
The sun has set hours and hours ago.
She finds him a bit rough but devours his lips.
 
At last, the day breaks at last.
At last, the day breaks at last.
 

• 1. The only reference I can find to this is in Grand Theft Auto where the hobos carry Molotovs. /edit - probably a pun on (clo) char d'assaut - a tank.

Lev Song

Lev, Lev, Lev, take your hat off
Lev, let the sun
Gently caress your skin
Lev, Lev in my dreams
I imagine you're getting up
Next to me, without fear
Of lions, of the dark, of the heat
At dawn you get up, Lev, good boy
Umbrella in hand, little hat
A little briefcase with your supplies
At dawn they wake up
The monsters from your dreams
Monsters, photophobic, half-sleep
Are you afraid of the sun?
Flooded with vermilion red
I saw your heart beat, lionheart
Beneath the surface
I embalm myself in your brilliance
Lev, Lev, Lev, take your hat off
Lev, let the sun
Gently caress your skin
Lev, Lev in my dreams
I imagine you're getting up
Next to me, without fear
Of lions, of the dark, of the heat
Lev, Lev, take your hat off
Lev, leave the sun!
Wet and criminal emotions
And under a double rainbow
Kiss me, good boy
Kiss me on the lips
Lev, Lev, Lev, take off your hat
Lev, let the sun
Gently caress your skin
Lev, Lev in my dreams
I imagine you're getting up
Take off your hat
 
~3oudicca

Azima's Song

When the desert advances
It's life that retreats
Blame it on bad luck
Or god who smites us
 
And the desert is advancing
Nobody believes it
That's out downfall
The impossible fight
 
When the desert advances
What do you want us to be?
The Tuareg women dance
They don't believe it either
 
In their childhood memories
The hunters were there
But the desert advances
The sand becomes king
 
And it's our suffering
Which flows between our fingers
In these immense dunes
Who will survive
 
But you, who come from France
Where people drink to forget
Tell them what you think
Tell them what you see
 
Tell them what their chances are
And that they don't see it
And that we're dying of impotence
But we're keeping the faith
 
May the desert advance
And water never come
Without that deliverance
We no longer have a choice
 
Tell them that night is falling
On this awful emergency
And that it's on our tombs
That the desert is advancing
 
i hope this translation was useful to you. use it wherever, i don't mind.
i write evocative translations rather than precise ones so this might not be 'word for word'.