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Balada lui Dick Turpin

Toată lumea știe povestea
 
Renumitului Dick Turpin
 
Dar adevăru-i sângeros
 
Nemilos
 
Tu vezi viața ca pe-o joacă
 
Munca mi-e glorificată
 
Vă mai zic odată
 
Nu-i așa.
 
Măcelar eram în Essex
 
Iscusit cu un cuțit
 
Braconier în timpul liber
 
Stil de viață necinstit
 
Faimoasa bandă a lui Gregory
 
Mi-au recunoscut talentul
 
M-am alăturat și ei
 
Mi-au predat arta hoției
 
Am prădat ferme prin Essex
 
Luat, furat, fugit
 
Când copoii ne-au gasit
 
Am scăpat dar restul ba.
 
Eram cel care face
 
Jaf-n amiaza mare
 
Nu eram Făt-Frumos,
 
Nici vreun dandy prețios.
 
Eram defapt violent,
 
Și alături de Matt King
 
Amenințam drumeții
 
Furam bani, ceasuri, orice!
 
Calul meu nu era Black Bess
 
Deși așa-i scris
 
Eu nu-s erou romantic
 
Doi morți împușcați instant
 
Legenda numelui meu
 
Uită ceva important
 
Eram un ucigaș crud
 
Cu inima mai crudă
 
Eram un bandit hain
 
Provocator de chin
 
Când vei auzi sfârșitul
 
Nu-ți va veni să crezi
 
Am fugit inspre Yorkshire
 
Și am zis că-s John Palmer
 
M-au trimis la beci
 
Căci m-au prins furând pui de la țară
 
Le-am scris rudelor o scrisoare
 
Că sunt la răcoare
 
Poștașul a văzut plicul
 
Ironia sorții
 
El m-a învățat să scriu
 
Și știa că mint
 
”Ăsta nu-I John Palmer
 
E Dick Turpin!” strigă
 
Eram un bandit hain
 
Cu fapte faimoase,
 
Dat în gât de un poștas
 
Un neinspirat
 
Final.
 
Gata cu jafurile
 
Sper să-ți amintești asta
 
Nu-I bine să stai printre hoți
 
Căci veți
 
Sta și atârnați
 


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Celebration





It's a celebration in the village, a big celebration for the bride
Who, after sixteen years, is finally getting married
In her wedding dress, how beautiful the young girl is
Her mother looks at her and, crying, takes joy in it
The grandfather says to the grandmother, amidst all the joy:
'My little granddaughter looks just like you!'
Between stairs and steps, the bride struts
Making everyone envious who still doesn’t have a fiancé
 

The village square is full of relatives
Some came by mule, others by donkey
They comfort the mother who is crying freely:
'A daughter at sixty has to get married'
There are tears in the church, as if a tragedy happened
The mother says to everyone: 'They've stolen my daughter!'
It’s time to say 'yes,' 'but what is he doing? Why isn’t he speaking?'
People are amazed, but the groom can’t speak
Because everyone forgot that he’s mute
Because everyone forgot that he’s mute
Because everyone forgot that he’s mute
Because everyone forgot that he’s mute
 


05.03.2025

Sicilian honor





Sicilian
Sicilian
The honor I gave you is Sicilian
There is no wealth that can buy it
 

When she came to the village
She was a lost woman
People avoided her on the street
But I said to her, 'Love, my love'
She looked me straight in the eyes
Slowly, I took her to my home
After so much mud and dirt
She stayed there
And forgot about her tragic story
 

After two years, without saying goodbye
She returned to the mud, trampling my honor
What a disaster has fallen upon me
A street woman, without dignity
What is this life of mine?
I no longer have friends, honor... and not even you!
 

Sicilian
 


05.03.2025

We are not like you





With your hatred
This world will end
In death, in pain
In terror, it will collapse
There will be no more life
But those like us
 

For sure, we are not like you
For sure, we are not like you
For sure, we are not like you
For sure, we are not like you
 

You say we are crazy
For our hair
But you don't realize
That there is no reason
To give us so much hatred
And so much cruelty
 

For sure, we are not like you
For sure, we are not like you
For sure, we are not like you
For sure, we are not like you
 

If one day you'll understand
That this is not right
For sure, you'll cry
For this society
For all this evil
That you did to us
 

For sure, we are not like you
For sure, we are not like you
For sure, we are not like you
For sure, we are not like you
 


05.03.2025

Freedom





Freedom
In the sky
And within the stars
Freedom
A flower
In your hair
And within your heart
The freedom that is love
The love you give me
And I will shout to the sky
That I am alive
I will tell others
That I color myself
With your love
With the love you give me
That you give me
With your voice
With your hands
And with your warmth
You are a star
And you will guide me
And I, like a man
Will love you
Forever, that’s how I’ll be
And you, who run
For the infinite
Will point to me
The new light with your finger
And I will see you