Falling in Reverse - I'm Not a Vampire versuri traducere
Nu sunt un vampir
Nu sunt un vampir,
Dar ma simt ca unul
Cateodata dorm toata ziua
Pentru ca urasc lumina soarelui
Mainile mi se agita
Corpul mereu indurerat
In intuneric cand ma hranesc
Nu pot sa ispitesc fiecare femeie pe care o vreau in patul meu
Cu mine
Si wiskey-ul pare sa fie apa mea sfintita
Mamele sa incuie usile,mai bine
Si sa-si ascunda fiicele
Sunt nebun!
Pot s-o simt in oasele mele!
Scurgandu-se prin vene!
Cand am devenit asa de rece?
Pentru Dumnezeu!
Unde imi este auto-controlul?
Daca casa imi este acolo unde imi este inima
Atunci inima mea a pierdut toata speranta
Nu sunt un zombi,
Dar ma simt ca unul astazi!
Auto-introdusa coma!
Uimitoarea chimie!
Capul mi se invarte mereu
Din aceasta amenintatoare viziune
Si stomacul meu a trecut prin destule!
Ma simt ca o doamna
Care este insarcinata cu un bebelus
Pentru ca mereu vars!
\Buna,numele meu este Ronnie!
Sunt dependent!
Buna,Ronnie!
Tata nu ar fi trebuit vreodata sa ma creasca ca Black Sabbath!
Sunt nebun!
Pot s-o simt in oase!
Scurgandu-se prin vene
Cand am devenit asa de rece?
Pentru DUMNEZEU!
Unde mi-a disparut auto-controlul?
Daca casa se afla in locul in care este inima
Atunci inima mea a pierdut toata speranta!
Dumnezeu sa va binecuvanteze pe toti acum!
Pen' ca ma indrept direct catre Iad!
Si am sa va iau si pe voi cu mine!
Pentru ca voi cunoasteti nenorocitul asta de Iad!
Sunt nebun!
O pot simti in oase!
Curgandu-mi prin vene!
Cand am devenit asa de rece?
Sunt nebun de legat!
O pot simti in oase!
Scurgandu-mi-se prin vene!
Cand am devenit asa de rece?
Pentru Dumnezeu!
Unde imi este controlul?
In cazul in care casa-mi este acolo unde-mi este inima,
Atunci inima mea a pierdut toata speranta
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11.02.2025
Anthem to SPAL
On the sunday we'll go to pitch,
To cheer on our SPAL
When they want, they can play
And nobody can stop them
Come on, let's go, boys,
That we'll make'em feel scared
If we want to win, we can do it
Shot these balls inside their net.
And one,
And two,
And one, and two, and three,
I tell you, we'll score four!
And one,
And two,
And one, and two, and three,
I tell you, we'll score four!
And one,
And two,
And one, and two, and three,
I tell you, we'll score four!
If by disgrace they score against us,
Dribble em'all, even the fullbacks.
With courage and confidence,
Bring forward that ball.
Let's go SPAL, we are in Serie B
We don't want Serie C anymore
Let's go SPAL, keep going
That we'll win the Serie B!
And one,
And two,
And one, and two, and three,
I tell you, we'll score four!
And one,
And two,
And one, and two, and three,
I tell you, we'll score four!
And one,
And two,
And one, and two, and three,
I tell you, we'll score four!
All the crowd is anxious
Their eyes are on the ball
The fans are in frendzy:
'Let's go SPAL, we'll go in Serie A!'
Let's go, let's go, let's go SPAL
We've had enough of suffering
We are stronger than ever
Let's go SPAL and you'll win!
And one,
And two,
And one, and two, and three,
I tell you, we'll score four!
And one,
And two,
And one, and two, and three,
I tell you, we'll score four!
And one,
And two,
And one, and two, and three,
I tell you, we'll score four!
11.02.2025
Nowkhosravani 4/ you are that cloud which...
They say a beautiful flower compares to the moon the moon to the sun,
You are that cloud which fragrance of your shadow, like the shadow of your fragrance, could veil the flower and the moon and the sun.
11.02.2025
RED
Love is always complicated.
Words never fly straight.
I just want to live simply,
but I can’t anymore—I want to run away.
You wear a beautiful dress,
smiling so innocently.
But even that kind of happiness scares me,
so I can’t anymore—I want to run away.
What should I do?
All these fakes keep changing my life.
Love is always a coward,
always afraid of words.
Blindfolded— in the darkness, my hands can’t grasp the light.
What should I do?
All these fakes keep changing my life.
“Even if it costs me my life,”
“I will protect you.”
But if that’s not how this goes,
then just break me already.
Please—don’t go.
11.02.2025
A Prayer
Gazing into an angel’s smile
A deaf old lady folds her hands together
In the empty space of the church
A candle burns next to the altar
The light of the small flame fades
The evening rises [its] crow wings
The old lady closes her eyes
The church drowns in the dark of the night
A prayer will turn into a trifle
Every problem, every quarrel
In the empty space of the church
The candle next to the altar goes out