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In a Beautiful Place

In a beautiful place,
Near a fast and clean river
Lay a green meadow, lay a green meadow!
 
Yes, there lay a green meadow!
Yes, there lay a green meadow!
Yes, there lay a green meadow!
There lay a green meadow!
 
The sun is brightening in the sky,
And the wind is blowing with a chill.
Green as a meadow,
Green as a meadow!
 
Yes, green as a meadow.
Yes, green as a meadow.
Yes, green as a meadow.
Yes, green as a meadow!
 

Alytė

The soldiers are marching
Queue after queue.
To protect the precious land,
The country of Lithuania.
Alyte!*
A flock of birds,
Like little stains in the air,
Sing and fly
Over their heads.
 
The son calms down his mother while leaving,
Asks her not to mourn while he comes back.
Alyte!
Goodbye**, grandma,
Goodbye to your grey hair
Maybe we will see each other again
After a cruel battle.
 
At my daddy's grave,
There, near the chapel,
I promised to be
The son of Lithuania.
Alyte!
After having promised once
I won't repeat it anymore,
I will protect this precious land
The country of Lithuania.
 
My lovely girl won't come to my grave,
She won't put blooming flowers all over it.
Alyte!
My grave will be visited
By steel bullets
They will calm me, young, down
When I'm lying underneath the ground.
 

My narrow limits

My own narrow limits, my own short sightness
I bring before you.
Change it into wideness, have mercy, my Lord.
Change it into wideness, have mercy, my Lord.
 
My whole helplessness, what bends and criples me
I bring before you.
Change it into strength, have mercy, my Lord.
Change it into strength, have mercy, my Lord.
 
My lost confidence, my timorousness
I bring before you.
Change it into warmth, have mercy, my Lord.
Change it into warmth, have mercy, my Lord.
 
My long for security
I bring before you.
Change it into home, have mercy, my Lord.
Change it into home, have mercy, my Lord.
 

March of Internationalism

Wake up now, wake up from your sleep
Wake up the world of slaves
Our rage against torment is a volcano
This is a death-life matter
Let's demolish this fusty system
We want another world
Those who underestimated us
Should know that we are everything by now
 
This is the latest fight of ours
The humanity will survive with internationalism
 
God, pasha, thegn, landlord, sultan
How would they save us?
Those who will save us
Are our own arms
Raise, raise the flag of Independence
Scatter the torment through the winds
With the massive power of your arms
Hit the annealed iron!
 
This is the latest fight of ours
The humanity will survive with internationalism
 
Both factories and soil
Belong to labourers
We recognize no right of spongers
World should belong to labourers
The blood that is shedded by deathsmen
Will suffocate deathsmen themselves
On the horizon of that blood sea
A red sun will rise
 
This is the latest fight of ours
The humanity will survive with internationalism
 

The Death Squad

Us the death squad,
From Moldova today we troop
Casted is the dice of the stars
We either commend, or past.
 
We embody the banner
Of a new esteemed belief
On it's written in blood
Praised gains and triumphs.
 
A lot of woe inside the country
For the foreigner is ruler,
A begger in its own home
The dejected romanian has become
 
Thus why today at sword & gun
We've begun to evade,
The nation of its outlaws
Honour to restore.
 
In line with the Captain
Delighted we will immolate ourselves
On top of the enemy's cadavers
New country we'll create!
 
Smile on our lips,
We stare the death's eyes
For we are the death party
We either commence, or all we die!
 

Anti-fascist Caucasian Song (Mount Elbrus)

I wish I were on Mount Elbrus, dear
I wish I loved a Circassian girl, dear
With accordion on my hand and balalaika on my waist
I wish I were in Caucasia now, dear
 
When the dark days come
When the enemy smashes with his boots
My heart bleeds when the rope is around her neck
Partisan Sitare won't snitch
 
I pine for my burnt village
My comrade is hanged in a colhoz
One day, Sitare and Natalia will avenge his death
Caucasia is a grave for fascists
 
Krasnodar, Crimea, Odessa
Kiev, Kharkiv, Kuban, Ukraine
Stalingrad is not fallen, Moscow is not given
The Red Cavalries goes on the offensive
 
Among the comrades
There's a red star on my fur cap
Ahmed and Ivan marches together
among the tanks to Berlin
 
You should've seen, my dear Sitare
We smashed the fascist in his lair
We are performing Kazaska* with victory songs
Our flag is in Berlin now
 

Austrian Workers March

We walked into a fight called 'life', we are stepping with steel feet
We see the sun that will rise at the end of this dark way
It's climbing over the mountains, look, it's coming closer
Always run towards the red star
This is not a dream, this is not a reverie, this is the star of liberation
 
You're like a lantern in the middle of dark seas, we're walking thanks to your light
We see the sun that will rise at the end of this dark way
We're in the factories, we're in fields, we are the ones who create the life
We don't know about religion difference, we don't know about language difference, it's as if we were born to the same mother
 
Our mother is the working class, our homeland is the whole world
We are prepared for the last bloody battle, with our banner 'Leninism'
Raise the banner, raise higher, raise the banner to the sky!
Let's hit today, create tomorrow and abolish the classes!
 

Samtredia, Samtredia

Samtredia Samtredia Always sunny You're a land of bread-and-salt
You full of virtue
 
So let's drink a toast Despite our enemies
For our little pretty town of Samtredia
 
Samtredia Samtredia Always sunny You're a land of bread-and-salt
You full of virtue
 
So let's drink a toast Despite our enemies
For our little pretty town of Samtredia
 
If you've never been to Samtredia's restaurant
If you've never heard about Khamusha's songs there
They come out of the restaurant, going into the garden
Rejoice Samtredia They are shouting
 
Samtredia Samtredia Always sunny You're a land of bread-and-salt
You full of virtue
 
So let's drink a toast Despite our enemies
For our little pretty town of Samtredia
 
If you've never sat in Sakulasho cart
You'll do it right now
If you've fallen into the old cart, you'll never get out
You pride of people twowheeled
You're the emblem of Samtredia ხარ You single-horse one
 
Samtredia Samtredia Always sunny You're a land of bread-and-salt
You full of virtue
 
So let's drink a toast Despite our enemies
For our little pretty town of Samtredia
 
From Rioni pulled out big fish sturgeons
Filled with beauties our streets
Solet's visit Samtredia Despite our enemies
And let them sing sweet tunes about Samtredia
 
Samtredia Samtredia Always sunny You're a land of bread-and-salt
You full of virtue
 
So let's drink a toast Despite our enemies
For our little pretty town of Samtredia
 

The Tale of the Flower and the Water

Once upon a time, a flower meets water and become friends
 
In the beginning, it continues like a good relationship
No doubt, they need time to know each other
 
As the time goes by, the flower is unexpectedly happy,
The flower knows, he falls in love with water
 
As the first time falling in love, the flower give happiness around
''Only for the sake of water''
 
A long time afterwards, now water starts to feel
Something for the flower. She thinks
She is in love with the flower, but this is water's first love
 
Time goes, years pass, our flower doubts
''Does water love me?''
 
Because the water is not appearantly to be interested
However our flower is not accustomed to a love like this, and can bear no longer
 
Our Flower tells water ''I love you''. Water says ''I love you too''
Time passes, our flower tells once again ''I love you'' Water, once again, '' Love you too''
Our flower is patient. Waits, waits, waits
 
Time passes again, our flower is able to give happiness no longer
Tells water ''I love you'' for the last time
 
The water ''I told you, I love you too''
Our flower is as sick as a rat. Our flower is taken ill
Faded, and went yellow. Our flower is in beds now. Water
Looks after the flower, to help her beloved
 
Now it is obvious that the flower is going to die and for the last time
Our flower hardly turn his head and tells water ''I, I love you,
Love you deeply'' Gets saddened, with this our water
Calls doctor and asks what is the problem of flower. Doctor comes and examines
Later on, doctor tells ''The state of our patient is out of hope, now we can do nothing''
 
Water wonders, what is the cause of his death,
Asks the doctor. Doctor checks the flower and
Tells water, ''Flower has no disaster, pal, this water is
Just thirsty, this is the cause''
 
And now our water understands, just saying ''I love you'' is not enough
 

I'll send you a letter

The summer charm faded away long time ago, it's the time of parting
Dear, believe me today
When I'll miss you
Every day, every evening
I'll send you a letter
When I'll be sad at the time of parting
Dreams won't be dreamt
In an envelope, I'll put
The sweetness of my kisses for you
I'll send you a letter
 
Chorus: This love is powerless
I'll cast the hope away
The dreams didn't come true
I'd like to have you for always
 
Our end of the summer will be broken by the time of parting
And autumn will knock at the door
And I'll describe my all love to you
I'll send you a letter
 
Our end of the summer will be broken by the time of parting
And autumn will knock at the door
And I'll describe my all love to you
I'll send you a letter
I'll send you a letter
I'll send you a letter
 

The Girl

This girl is a problem
 
And she doesn't seem to be very normal
 
This girl brought a mess
 
That wasn't very cool
 
Seeing from afar
 
I'm trying to understand
 
Who's the next victim
 
And who will be the next to suffer
 
Maybe she won't hurt
 
Maybe she even thinks it's normal
 
The fuck is she brought discord
 
Fight between friends is not cool
 
This girl is a delay
 
My friend is stuck in hers
 
She messed it up
 
I won't deny that I don't like her
 

Sarinande

Sarinande, princess Sarinande
What with those swollen teary eyes?
 
Oh mother, oh father
There's something in the eyes
 
Oh mother, oh father
There's something in the eyes
 

Black Eyes

Black eyes
pale cheeks
pointed nose
The girl from Bandung
 
Who's daughter is she
Where's she living?
I fell in love
with her
 
Every day
I dream of her
My heart
is full of sorrow
 
I forgot to eat
I forgot to drink
I remember the beauty of
those black eyes
 

Beloyannis

Beloyannis,
(like) rain in the plains, in the stone, in the ear(spike), on the roof of our home.
 
Deeply in our soil is your hug.
The stone keeps(holds) the Freedom,
Freedom like the red Garyfaliá,(which is)
the fire of sun.
 

The Internationale (drinking song)

(In Swedish)
More booze in my glass
More glasses on the table
More tables to this party
More parties to this Earth
 
More Earths around the moon
More moons around Mars
More marches to Skåne
More Skåne, forsooth!
 
(In Finnish)
More booze in my glass
More glasses on the table
More tables to this party
More parties for the people
 
More people for Finland
More Finland on Earth
More land for (Greater) Finland
Let's march to Karelia, to Karelia!
 

The Pike And Other Miracles

There's a pike moving in the ceiling,
I bet it means you harm
Screw the bottle open,
a drink will drive away the beast
 
A lizard crawls from under the table,
it stares you with evil eyes
Chug another drink,
the hallucination will disappear
 
A seal is sitting next to you,
slapping your diaphragm with its tail
As long as you don't decline a drink,
the walrus will turn into a lady again
 
A cow is mooing on the table,
trying to make you drink milk
A fourth drink, goddamnit,
will poison the lactic acid
 

Crimea Crisis

Oh my friends if only we had
Ukraine's peninsula and a Tsar!
With no international observers
We'd have a democratic election!
Then, comrade, we'd have no worries
Only one percent object to the conquest
Oh my friends if only we had
Ukraine's peninsula and a Tsar!
 
All peoples unite and rejoice
Everything's allowed except anal!
Do not touch your brothers
For a good slav doesn't do the gay!
Lead by Putin we march
Towards the Soviet sunrise
Let its rays always shine
Brighter than the rainbow!
 

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'

The State of Loss and Woe

The State of Loss and Woe
Is the destination of a gloomy mind.
Be it a man or a woman,
No one can escape it.
 
The State of Loss and Woe
Is a place of tears and confusion.
Hunger, thirst, and burning heat
Bring upon untold suffering.
 
The State of Loss and Woe
Is a place where beings are packed together.
It's filled with vomit
And misshapen bodies.
 
The State of Loss and Woe
Where rebirth happens millions of times a day.
The pain is horrific,
The suffering is endless... The State of Loss and Woe.
 
The State of Loss and Woe.
It's the destination of a gloomy mind.
 
Take it away!
 

O people of the East

O people of the East,
It is time to repel the usurpers,
So fight the horrors
And endure them with boldness.
 
You have been sleeping for a long time,
But the enemies do not sleep.
Do you enjoy seeing your children
Lost in the wilderness?
 
They sent us into exile
And made all of us prisoners.
You will encounter dark nights,
So beware the deadly lightning.
 
Long live the Communist Party
And its leader, Lenin.
Long live the memory of Lenin
And all the other comrades.
 
O people of the East,
Through our great struggles
We will have our freedom,
In spite of the usurpers.
 

Ai, ne, ne, ne

Voi sta în fața văii,
Uitându-mă în cer,
Și îmi voi acoperi codițele
Cu o basma colorată.
Ai, ne, ne, ne, ne, ne,
Ai, ne, ne, ne, ne, ne,
Cu o basma colorată.
 
Cum aș putea acum
Să-l privesc pe dragul meu în ochi
Și să-i cânt
Un cântec minunat?
Ai, ne, ne, ne, ne, ne,
Ai, ne, ne, ne, ne, ne,
Un cântec minunat?
 
Dar frumusețea
Nu-mi mai bucură sufletul,
M-am schimbat,
Nu mai sunt la fel.
Ai, ne, ne, ne, ne, ne,
Ai, ne, ne, ne, ne, ne,
Nu mai sunt la fel.
 
Voi sta în fața văii,
Uitându-mă în cer,
Și îmi voi acoperi codițele
Cu o basma colorată.
Ai, ne, ne, ne, ne, ne,
Ai, ne, ne, ne, ne, ne,
Cu o basma colorată.
 
© Vladímir Sosnín

Minunatul viitor

Aud vocea minunatului viitor,
Vocea dimineții, roua umedă.
Aud vocea și pericolele care vor veni
Îmi tulbură mintea ca pe un copil mic.
 
Minunat viitor, nu fi dur cu mine,
Nu fi dur cu mine, nu fi dur cu mine.
De la originea pură până la viitorul cel mai bun,
Până la viitorul cel mai bun am ieșit.
 
Aud vocea minunatului viitor,
Ea mă cheamă spre locurile divine.
Aud vocea care mereu mă întreabă:
Ce am făcut deja pentru ziua de mâine?
 
Minunat viitor, nu fi dur cu mine,
Nu fi dur cu mine, nu fi dur cu mine.
De la originea pură până la viitorul cel mai bun,
Până la viitorul cel mai bun am ieșit.
 
Jur că voi fi bun și pur,
Nu-mi voi lăsa prietenul mizerabil în urmă.
Aud vocea și mă grăbesc cu această chemare
Pe drumul aspru către acel viitor.
 
Minunat viitor, nu fi dur cu mine,
Nu fi dur cu mine, nu fi dur cu mine.
De la originea pură până la viitorul cel mai bun,
Până la viitorul cel mai bun am ieșit.
(x2)
 
© Vladímir Sosnín

Shouting to childhood

My river bends and I used to put a paper boat here.
My flowers are blooming, the grass got into the dance lightly.
My small fence, the moonlight soft sleeps sweet,
My air, the warmth of my father and mother.
Shouting to childhood, carefree years,
Shouting to childhood, the feelings of my hometown will not change.
Shouting to childhood, those years of freedom and fun,
Shouting to childhood, I miss you sweetly every day!
I miss you sweetly every day!
 

shiv tandav stotram lyrics

जटाटवीगलज्जलप्रवाहपावितस्थले
 
matted hair-thick as forest-water-flow-consecrated-area
 
गलेऽवलम्ब्य लम्बितां भुजङ्गतुङ्गमालिकाम् |
 
in the throat-stuck-hanging-snake-lofty-garland
 
डमड्डमड्डमड्डमन्निनादवड्डमर्वयं
 
damat-damat-damat-damat-having sound-drum-this
 
चकार चण्डताण्डवं तनोतु नः शिवः शिवम् ||१||
 
did-fierce-Tandava-may he shower-on us-Shiva-auspiciousness
 
With his neck, consecrated by the flow of water flowing from the
 
thick forest-like locks of hair, and on the neck, where the lofty snake
 
is hanging garland, and the Damaru drum making the sound of
 
Damat Damat Damat Damat, Lord Shiva did the auspicious dance of
 
Tandava and may He shower prosperity on us all.
 
जटाकटाहसम्भ्रमभ्रमन्निलिम्पनिर्झरी-
 
matted hair-a well-agitation-moving-celestial river
 
-विलोलवीचिवल्लरीविराजमानमूर्धनि |
 
agitating-waves-rows-glorified-head
 
धगद्धगद्धगज्ज्वलल्ललाटपट्टपावके
 
Dhagat dhagat dhagat-flaming-forehead-flat area-fire
 
किशोरचन्द्रशेखरे रतिः प्रतिक्षणं मम ||२||
 
baby-moon-crest jewel-love-every moment-for me
 
I have a very deep interest in Lord Shiva, whose head is glorified by
 
the rows of moving waves of the celestial river Ganga, agitating in
 
the deep well of his hair-locks, and who has the brilliant fire flaming
 
on the surface of his forehead, and who has the crescent moon as a
 
jewel on his head.
 
धराधरेन्द्रनंदिनीविलासबन्धुबन्धुर
 
King of mountains-daughter-sportive-kith-beautiful-
 
स्फुरद्दिगन्तसन्ततिप्रमोदमानमानसे |
 
glorious-horizon-all living beings-rejoicing-mind
 
कृपाकटाक्षधोरणीनिरुद्धदुर्धरापदि
 
compassion-look-continuous flow-obstructed-hardships
 
क्वचिद्दिगम्बरे(क्वचिच्चिदम्बरे) मनो विनोदमेतु वस्तुनि ||३||
 
some time-in the omnipresent-mind-pleasure-may seek-in a thing
 
May my mind seek happiness in the Lord Shiva, in whose mind all the
 
living beings of the glorious universe exist, who is the sportive
 
companion of Parvati (daughter of the mountain king), who controls
 
invincible hardships with the flow of his compassionate look, who is
 
all-persuasive (the directions are his clothes).
 
लताभुजङ्गपिङ्गलस्फुरत्फणामणिप्रभा
 
creeping-snake-reddish brown-shining-hood-gem-luster-
 
कदम्बकुङ्कुमद्रवप्रलिप्तदिग्वधूमुखे |
 
variegated-red dye-melting-applied-directions-beloved-face
 
मदान्धसिन्धुरस्फुरत्त्वगुत्तरीयमेदुरे
 
intoxicated-elephant-glittering-skin-upper garment-covered
 
मनो विनोदमद्भुतं बिभर्तु भूतभर्तरि ||४||
 
mind-pleasure-wonderful-may it seek-in him who supports all life
 
May I seek wonderful pleasure in Lord Shiva, who is supporter
 
of all life, who with his creeping snake with reddish brown hood and
 
with the luster of his gem on it spreading out variegated colors on the
 
beautiful faces of the maidens of directions, who is covered with a
 
glittering upper garment made of the skin of a huge intoxicated
 
elephant.
 
सहस्रलोचनप्रभृत्यशेषलेखशेखर
 
Indra/Vishnu-and others-all-lined up-heads-
 
प्रसूनधूलिधोरणी विधूसराङ्घ्रिपीठभूः |
 
flower-dust-force-grayed-feet-seat
 
भुजङ्गराजमालया निबद्धजाटजूटक
 
snake-red-garland (with) tied-locked hair
 
श्रियै चिराय जायतां चकोरबन्धुशेखरः ||५||
 
for the prosperity-for a long time-may he be-Cakora bird-relative-on head
 
May Lord Shiva give us prosperity, who has the moon (relative of the
 
Cakora bird) as his head-jewel, whose hair is tied by the red snake-
 
garland, whose foot-stool is grayed by the flow of dust from the
 
flowers from the rows of heads of all the Gods, Indra/Vishnu and others.
 
ललाटचत्वरज्वलद्धनञ्जयस्फुलिङ्गभा-
 
forehead-flat area-flaming-fire-sparks-luster
 
-निपीतपञ्चसायकं नमन्निलिम्पनायकम् |
 
devoured-God of Love-bowing-Gods-leader
 
सुधामयूखलेखया विराजमानशेखरं
 
cool-rayed-crescent-beautiful-head
 
महाकपालिसम्पदेशिरोजटालमस्तु नः ||६||
 
for the Siddhi-prosperity-head-locked hair-may it be-to us
 
May we get the wealth of Siddhis from Shiva's locks of hair, which
 
devoured the God of Love with the sparks of the fire flaming in His
 
forehead, who is bowed by all the celestial leaders, who is beautiful
 
with a crescent moon
 
करालभालपट्टिकाधगद्धगद्धगज्ज्वल-
 
dreadful-forehead-flat area-dhagat-dhagat-flaming
 
द्धनञ्जयाहुतीकृतप्रचण्डपञ्चसायके |
 
fire-offered-powerful-God of Love
 
धराधरेन्द्रनन्दिनीकुचाग्रचित्रपत्रक-
 
king of mountains-daughter-breast-tip-colorful-decorative lines
 
-प्रकल्पनैकशिल्पिनि त्रिलोचने रतिर्मम |||७||
 
drawing-sole-artist -in the three-eyed -deep interest-mine
 
My interest is in Lord Shiva, who has three eyes, who has offered the
 
powerful God of Love into the fire, flaming Dhagad Dhagad on the
 
flat surface of his forehead who is the sole expert artist of drawing
 
decorative lines on the tips of breasts of Parvati, the daughter of
 
the mountain king.
 
नवीनमेघमण्डली निरुद्धदुर्धरस्फुरत्-
 
new-cloud-circle -obstructed-harsh-striking-
 
कुहूनिशीथिनीतमः प्रबन्धबद्धकन्धरः |
 
new moon-midnight-darkness-tightly-tied-neck
 
निलिम्पनिर्झरीधरस्तनोतु कृत्तिसिन्धुरः
 
celestial-river-wearing-may he bless-skin-red
 
कलानिधानबन्धुरः श्रियं जगद्धुरंधरः ||८||
 
moon-lovely-prosperity-universe-bearer of the burden
 
May Lord Shiva give us prosperity, who bears the burden of this
 
universe, who is lovely with the moon, who is red wearing the skin,
 
who has the celestial river Ganga, whose neck is dark as midnight
 
of new moon night covered by many layers of clouds.
 
प्रफुल्लनीलपङ्कजप्रपञ्चकालिमप्रभा-
 
well-opened-blue-lotus-universe-darkness-luster
 
-वलम्बिकण्ठकन्दलीरुचिप्रबद्धकन्धरम् |
 
hanging-inside-temple-luster-tied-neck
 
स्मरच्छिदं पुरच्छिदं भवच्छिदं मखच्छिदं
 
Manmatha-killer-city-destroyer-mundane life -destroyer-sacrifice destroyer
 
गजच्छिदांधकच्छिदं तमन्तकच्छिदं भजे ||९||
 
elephant-killer-demon-killer-him-destroyer of Lord Yama-I worship
 
I pray to Lord Shiva, whose neck is tied with the luster of the temples
 
hanging on the neck with the glory of the fully-bloomed blue lotuses
 
which looked like the blackness (sins) of the universe, who is the
 
killer of Manmatha, who destroyed Tripuras, who destroyed the
 
bonds of worldly life, who destroyed the sacrifice, who destroyed the
 
demon Andhaka, the destroyer of the elephants, and who controlled
 
the God of death, Yama.
 
अखर्व(अगर्व) सर्वमङ्गलाकलाकदम्बमञ्जरी
 
great-all-auspicious-art-variegated-bunch-
 
रसप्रवाहमाधुरी विजृम्भणामधुव्रतम् |
 
enjoyment-flow-sweetness-flaring up-bees
 
स्मरान्तकं पुरान्तकं भवान्तकं मखान्तकं
 
Manmatha-destroyer-city-destroyer-worldly bond-destroyer -sacrifice-destroyer
 
गजान्तकान्धकान्तकं तमन्तकान्तकं भजे ||१०||
 
elephant-killer-Andhaka-demon-killer-him-Yama-controller-I worship
 
I pray to Lord Shiva, who has bees flying all over because of the sweet
 
honey from the beautiful bunch of auspicious Kadamba flowers, who
 
is the killer of Manmatha, who destroyed Tripuras, who destroyed the
 
bonds of worldly life, who destroyed the sacrifice, who destroyed the
 
demon Andhaka, the killer of the elephants, and who controlled the
 
God of death, Yama.
 
जयत्वदभ्रविभ्रमभ्रमद्भुजङ्गमश्वस-
 
victorious-foot-sky-whirling-roaming-snake-breath-
 
-द्विनिर्गमत्क्रमस्फुरत्करालभालहव्यवाट् |
 
coming out-shaking-evident-dreadful-forehead-fire
 
धिमिद्धिमिद्धिमिध्वनन्मृदङ्गतुङ्गमङ्गल
 
Dhimid-dhimid-dhimid-sounding-drum-high-auspicious-
 
ध्वनिक्रमप्रवर्तित प्रचण्डताण्डवः शिवः ||११||
 
sound-series-caused-fierce-Tandava dance-Shiva
 
Lord Shiva, whose dance of Tandava is in tune with the series of loud
 
sounds of drum making Dhimid Dhimid sounds, who has the fire
 
on the great forehead, the fire that is spreading out because of the
 
breath of the snake wandering in whirling motion in the glorious sky.
 
स्पृषद्विचित्रतल्पयोर्भुजङ्गमौक्तिकस्रजोर्-
 
touching-varied-ways-snake-embodied-garland
 
-गरिष्ठरत्नलोष्ठयोः सुहृद्विपक्षपक्षयोः |
 
most precious-gems-brilliance-friends-enemies-two wings
 
तृणारविन्दचक्षुषोः प्रजामहीमहेन्द्रयोः
 
grass-lotus-eyes people and the great emperor
 
समं प्रवर्तयन्मनः कदा सदाशिवं भजे ||१२||
 
equal-behaviour-always-Lord Shiva-worship-I
 
When will I worship Lord Sadasiva (eternally auspicious) God, with
 
equal vision towards the people and an emperor, and a blade of grass
 
and lotus-like eye, towards both friends and enemies, towards the
 
valuable gem and some lump of dirt, towards a snake and a garland
 
and towards varied ways of the world
 
कदा निलिम्पनिर्झरीनिकुञ्जकोटरे वसन्
 
when-celestial river-bush-hollow place(in)-living
 
विमुक्तदुर्मतिः सदा शिरः स्थमञ्जलिं वहन् |
 
released-bad mind-always-on the head-folded hands-
 
विमुक्तलोललोचनो ललामभाललग्नकः
 
agitation-shaking-eyes-the best-forehead-interested
 
शिवेति मंत्रमुच्चरन् कदा सुखी भवाम्यहम् ||१३||
 
'Shiva' -mantra-uttering-when-happy-will-be-I
 
When will I be happy, living in the hollow place near the celestial
 
river, Ganga, carrying the folded hands on my head all the time, with
 
my bad thinking washed away, and uttering the mantra of Lord Shiva
 
and devoted in the God with glorious forehead with vibrating eyes.
 
इदम् हि नित्यमेवमुक्तमुत्तमोत्तमं स्तवं
 
This-indeed-daily-thus-said-the best of the best-stotra
 
पठन्स्मरन्ब्रुवन्नरो विशुद्धिमेतिसंततम् |
 
reading-remembering-saying-a person-sanctity-gets-always
 
हरे गुरौ सुभक्तिमाशु याति नान्यथा गतिं
 
in Shiva-in Guru-deep devotion-quickly-gets-no-other-way
 
विमोहनं हि देहिनां सुशङ्करस्य चिंतनम् ||१४||
 
removal of delusion-indeed-for the people-blessed Shiva's thought
 
Whoever reads, remembers and says this best stotra as it is said here,
 
gets purified for ever, and obtains devotion in the great Guru Shiva.
 
For this devotion, there is no other way. Just the mere thought of
 
Lord Shiva indeed removes the delusion.
 
पूजावसानसमये दशवक्त्रगीतं
 
worship-end-time-Ravana-sung
 
यः शम्भुपूजनपरं पठति प्रदोषे |
 
who-Shiva-worship-dedicated-reads-early in the evening, after sunset
 
तस्य स्थिरां रथगजेन्द्रतुरङ्गयुक्तां
 
to him-stable-chariot-elephant-horse-having
 
लक्ष्मीं सदैव सुमुखिं प्रददाति शम्भुः ||१५||
 
LakShmi-always-definitely-favourable-gives-Shiva
 
In the evening, after sunset, at the end of Puja, whoever utters this
 
stotra dedicated to the worship of Shiva, Lord Shiva blessed him with very
 
stable LakShmi (prosperity) with all the richness of chariots, elephants
 
and horses.
 
इति श्रीरावण-कृतम्
 
thus sri-Ravana-done
 
शिव-ताण्डव-स्तोत्रम्
 
Shiva-tandava-stotra
 
सम्पूर्णम्
 
ends.
 

March of the Red Guard

The small nation of Finland
is breaking out of its chains
the bowl of distress is full already.
Against this cruel tyranny
we're arising from our land, our army
the best sons of this noble nation for the battle.
 
The government is strong
a bunch of traitors
it spreads horror and pain all over this miserable land.
This democracy
is pushing its brave men into the world
we're battling for life, for death.
 
The struggle is escalating
while the will for freedom
is only growing among the poor.
The government won't be helped
by torment, torture or pain
the brave are falling with the song of freedom on their lips.
 
The bureaucracy is worrying about
the prisons and the underworld
hanging without trial, decapitation.
The hero of the revolution
shall sacrifice their lifeblood
the redemption of freedom will be expensive.
 
For how long shall we still
see butchering
until the nation has its freedom.
In the middle of the combat
one cannot know who is winning
the revolution or the regression.
 
The storms of revolution
rebels and waves
are washing the realm from edge to edge.
There may the evil spirits
thirsty for lifeblood
drink the gore with the ravens.
 
When we sow
once it will grow
into a new era of happiness, hundreds of times better
Then the democracy of Finland
shall thank its hero sons
that heroism will be rewarded by tears of happiness.
 

In those mountains stripes-stripes

In those mountains stripes-stripes they only dig
The fight for freedom is born and blood flows.
 
Its the brave Partisans fighting.
Its sons of Albania who gets revenge. X2
 
Today tyranny is trembling all over!
It's burning today and it's getting burning.
 
Because mountains filled full of Partisans,
Because today all Albania fights for freedom. X2
 
With an red flag in the hands!
With an rifle and ammo.
 
Tired of fascism,
The brave attack everywhere. X2
 
Today tyranny is trembling all over!
It's burning today and it's getting burning.
 
Because mountains filled full of Partisans,
Because today all Albania fights(?) for freedom. X2
 

You made my heart burn

Darling, I'm bonded to you heartfelt
Does a lover ever hurt a lover?
You made my heart burn
Bow shaped eyebrow
One who make me be in trouble, dear
I can't leave without you
You lovely beloved
Believe in my pure love
 
I'm in very bad case if I can't see you
Don't let me be longing for you, dear
You made my heart burn
Bow shaped eyebrow
One who make me be in trouble, dear
I can't leave without you
You lovely beloved
Believe in my pure love
 

Farewell of Slavianka

Arise for faith, o Russian land!
We composed many a song in our heart,
Glorifying the native land.
We loved you no matter what,
You, our holy Russian land.
You raised your head high,
Your face was shining like the sun.
But you've become a victim of betrayal –
by those who have cheated and sold you!
 
CHORUS:
And again in march trumpet calls us.
We all stand in order
And go to the holy battle.
 
Arise for faith, o Russian land!
The saints awaits Russia's victory.
Respond, o Orthodox host!
Where is your Ilya¹, where is your Dobrynya²?
Mother Homeland is summoning her sons.
We will stand all together under the gonfalons³.
And go, praying, as a procession,
For the right cause of Russia
We will shed Russian blood honestly.
 
CHORUS:
And again in march trumpet calls us.
We all stand in order
And go to the holy battle.
 
Arise for faith, o Russian land!
We are all children of a great empire,
We all remember the commandments of our fathers:
For the Homeland, Honor, Glory,
Pity neither yourself nor the enemy.
Arise, Russia, from your prison of slavery,
Victory's spirit is called: time to do battle!
Rise your battle flags
For Faith, Love, and Good.
 
CHORUS:
And again in march trumpet calls us.
We all stand in order
And go to the holy battle.
 

Anthem to Veryga

Veryga, you our Veryga,
Why you punishes us like this?
And showing to thirsty man the fig,
And still it's hard in this road.
 
Where's that angry and revenge,
I am shaking like leaf,
You made like Guardian angel,
Released over our heads.
 
Veryga, you our Veryga
Enlightened, fragile flower
We'll write you in the book
You are new Seimas' star
 
So long nightmare road,
How many times you're going to torture us?
When will be end of river of insurance,
You have, Veryga, heart?
 
We'll drink pure Water,
Okay, that you think of us.
Veryga, you our Veryga,
Everything like in the past, will no longer exist.
 
Veryga, you our Veryga,
You are Karbauskis' son.
We will drive to buy to Riga,
There cheaper all beer.
 

Maid's Life

One, two, three.
 
Every day I wake up early.
I live away from my work.
When I get back from it, I usually want my sofa.
 
There are always loads of orders for me:
I mop and wax the floor,
But people find fault with my cleaning no matter what.1
 
I'd like to see my boss put herself in my shoes
So I could laugh my head off at her.
I'm just imagining my little boss
Doing the laundry for me.
 
My workmate decided to put in
Hair extensions.
She spent her extra cash on them instead of paying her installments.2
 
Both of my boss' daughters,
The spoiled one and the smart one,
Only care about exploiting me, they aren't worth anything.
 
I'd like to see my boss put herself in my shoes
So I could laugh my head off at her.
I'm just imagining her, the singer,
Clearing the dinner service for me.
 
I live life as a maid, my work starts at seven.
On the weekends, I usually wear high heels and hope for the best.
Someday I'll buy an apartment and become a socialite.
With self-esteem, I'll travel with my date.
 
I live life as a maid, my work starts at seven.
On the weekends, I usually wear high heels and hope for the best.
Someday I'll buy an apartment and become a socialite.
With self-esteem, I'll travel with my date.
 
Every day I wake up early.
I live away from my work.
When I get back from it, I usually want my sofa.
 
There are always loads of orders for me:
I mop and wax the floor,
But people find fault with my cleaning no matter what.1
 
I'd like to see my boss put herself in my shoes
So I could laugh my head off at her.
I'd like to see my boss put herself in my shoes
So I could laugh my head off at her.
 
I live life as a maid, my work starts at seven.
On the weekends, I usually wear high heels and hope for the best.
Someday I'll buy an apartment and become a socialite.
With self-esteem, I'll travel with my date.
 
I live life as a maid, my work starts at seven.
On the weekends, I usually wear high heels and hope for the best.
Someday I'll buy an apartment and become a socialite.
With self-esteem, I'll travel with my date.
 

• But people are always critical about my cleaning no matter what.
• 2. This sentence is already long. I can't and couldn't word it better here.

The Father Of The Land

The greatest of all artists
With profound understanding of science, arts and musics,
And whose hundreds of verses are as profound as a lotus.
As long as rain from the sky
Is making every tree blossom well,
We will know how to love harmony for the father of the Thai nation.
The nation pays respect to its father,
Because this country has fortune with its King.
The entire nation praises
And pays respect to Bhumibhol, the Great King.
 
To pay respect to the King, the heart of the entire Thai nation,
The Great King who excels in sports.
Developing communication, alternative energies to solve problems,
Royal rain from the sky for the peasants,
The Thai people is glad to have such luck.
He brought us Sufficiency Econony to nourish our lifes,
It is a philosophy that strikes in both earth and sky,
All Thais are proud to be Thais
Because of Bhumibhol, who protects the Thais.
 
To pay respect to the King, the heart of the entire Thai nation,
The Great King who excels in sports.
Developing communication, alternative energies to solve problems,
Royal rain from the sky for the peasants,
The Thai people is glad to have such luck.
He brought us Sufficiency Econony to nourish our lifes,
It is a philosophy that strikes in both earth and sky,
All Thais are proud to be Thais
Because of Bhumibhol, who protects the Thais.
All Thais are proud to be Thais
Because of Bhumibhol, who protects the Thais.
 

Knife in the skull!

[Shouts]
Infantry! Infantry!
I've been called up for warring,
But, at the most important moment, who would've thought
My rifle'd have ended up jamming1?!
With determination, the order was to kill.
I hung the enemy's skin up on the flagpole.
This is why I'm called Knife in the Skull.
It's Knife, it's Knife, it's Knife in the Skull.
Patrol, patrol, patrol all night long
In the jungles, at wars, in the Mendanha and Madureira neighborhoods
Hear, hear the Skull's laughter!:
Yahaha, yahahahaha, yahaha, yahahahaha.
Woooh...!
 

• 1. Or malfunctioning. It's when one's gun stops working perfectly.