Jan Neruda - Ballada horská versuri traducere în engleză
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Translation Mountain Ballad
“Say what salve can close a wound
(Nanny, speak to me),
Heal and save from death a man
Wounded grievously?”
“To heal a mortal’s open wounds
In a body ailing,
The spring juice of the plantain herb
Is alone availing.”
“What is there can bring relief
(Nanny, speak to me),
When a head is hot with pain,
Throbbing ceaselessly?”
“To heal a head so feverish hot
Nothing else is good
Save the strawberry plant’s young leaves,
Gathered in the wood.”
From the cottage ran the child
Into the near-by field.
“Plantain herb, give me your juice,
That pain of man be healed.”
From field to woods through thorns, through briars,
Onwards ran the child.
“Give me of your tender leaves,
Blessed strawberry wild.”
She quickly gained what she had asked,
To church then sped away:
Jesus, stretched upon the cross,
Before the altar lay.
“See, I bathe Thy holy side,
Thy breast with ointment smear,
Thy dear wounds will heal again,
Jesu sweet, my dear.
Fresh leaves from the woods I lay
Upon Thy forehead sore,
The piercing fever’s heat shall burn
Thy dear head no more.”
The great bells on the church’s top
Their summons loud are pealing.
The people gather, strike their breasts,
Before the wonder kneeling.
What her childish dream had willed
By the grace of God fulfilled.
That village still an image keeps
Of the Saviour born.
There are no wounds upon His side,
Upon His brow no thorn.
On all His body lilies white
Shining, as at dawn.
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04.02.2025
GIMME GIMME
Why can’t I run away?
Every day feels like I’m asleep with my eyes wide open
Is this just a sweet nightmare?
My free will has been stolen
Am I trapped in flames?
Ya, I sharpen my claws
Swing it, swing it, Sweeper
Spinning round and round, Click click
Pull it, pull it, Trigger
Rat-tat-tat
The chain around my neck
Nothing but pain digging into my skin
Pull it again and again, Pull that
The trigger sticks to my hand
GIMME GIMME GIMME GIMME
GIMME GIMME GIMME GIMME GIMME
Chiki chiki boom, paw
We gotta go
You gotta
GIMME GIMME GIMME GIMME
GIMME GIMME GIMME GIMME GIMME
Time to go
Wave the flow
Eurachacha, come on, buckle up
The growing flame, we’re arsonists
In the blink of an eye, we’ll take this place
Spit fire, my revolver
Everywhere, it’s blazing, Wow
Burning wildly, spreading fast
Aim forward, shoot it, all in one shot
Destroy everything, then save it again
Sharpen my claws
Swing it, swing it, Sweeper
Spinning round and round, Click click
Pull it, pull it, trigger
What are you doubting? What you waiting for?
Now you’re closer, right in front of me
1, Uh, 2, Uh
On three, pull the trigger
GIMME GIMME GIMME GIMME
GIMME GIMME GIMME GIMME GIMME
Chiki chiki boom, paw
We gotta go
You gotta
GIMME GIMME GIMME GIMME
GIMME GIMME GIMME GIMME GIMME
Time to go
Wave the flow
Wild, fast, furious
That’s my instinct, don’t you know?
Step on it, keep rolling, rolling
Into the fiery chaos, Go
My eyes are filled with you, Whoa
Maybe I’ll swallow you whole again
We can’t get enough
This thirst knows no end
I can’t hold back, Oh
In the face of your existence
Wanna eat you like a carnivore
GIMME GIMME GIMME GIMME
GIMME GIMME GIMME GIMME GIMME
Brrrrrr-ah!
We gotta go
You gotta
GIMME GIMME GIMME GIMME
GIMME GIMME GIMME GIMME GIMME
Time to go
(GIMME GIMME now)
Never
Turn away
GIMME GIMME GIMME
(GIMME)
GIMME GIMME GIMME
(GIMME)
GIMME GIMME GIMME
1, 2, 3, 4, 5 To 6
GIMME GIMME GIMME
(Whoa!)
GIMME GIMME GIMME
(Whoa!)
GIMME GIMME GIMME
(Whoa!)
1, 2, 3, 4, 5 To 6
(Whoa!) GIMME
(Whoa! whoa!) GIMME GIMME
(Whoa!) GIMME
1, 2, 3, 4, 5 To 6
(Whoa!) GIMME
(Whoa! whoa!) GIMME GIMME
(Whoa!) GIMME
1, 2, 3, 4, 5 To 6
04.02.2025
Graffiti
Graffiti, graffiti, graffiti, graffi–
Graffiti, graffiti
I’ll shake it hard, scatter it, spray
Paint the boring streets that make you yawn
Oh, color it with vibrant hues
Groovy, groovy time, enjoy it joyfully
Someone clicks their tongue (No-oh)
Scold me for causing a nuisance (No-oh)
No matter what they say, nonstop
Wanna do, wanna do, climb onto the board
Cut through the wind as I ride
Hidden on the walls
Even strangers
Want to become friends
This is a sign for you
Creating a new world
Baby, if you really want it, want it
Come closer to me, I’m so curious
Let’s go, we go
Fill it up, fill it up, graffiti
Let’s go, we go
Let it all out, let it all out (What’s in your mind, what you need)
Paint it, freely
Don’t care, do it your way
Unfold the feelings that rise
Express them as they are, graffiti
Graffiti, graffiti, graffiti, graffi–
I’m oblivious, so I don’t read the room (Nope)
If I draw a line, I’ll paint it thicker, overflowing
Urban canvas, call me, right now
Overthinking is a luxury, so let’s mess it up fine
(Ayy) Tagging, walking
Every minute, I leave my presence deeply
(Ayy) Mix in sincerity
Mix it up, mix it up, mix it up (I’m so curious)
Let’s go, we go
Fill it up, fill it up, graffiti
Let’s go, we go
Let it all out, let it all out (What’s in your mind, what you need)
Paint it, freely
Don’t care, do it your way
Unfold the feelings that rise
Express them as they are, graffiti (Oh)
It’s okay to paint all the dreams I’ve hidden
Dye it, dye it, without regret, baby (I want it)
The view spreading at my fingertips
Will be the most perfect picture (Hey)
Fill it up, fill it up, we can’t stop
We’ve got this
Come closer to me
Baby, let’s go
Let’s go, we go
Fill it up, fill it up, graffiti
Let’s go, we go (Ooh, ooh)
Let it all out, let it all out (What’s in your mind, what you need)
Paint it, freely
Don’t care, do it your way
Unfold the feelings that rise
Express them as they are, graffiti
04.02.2025
The Loud House Credits Theme
Eleven brothers
Always together, no matter what
A quirky family (family)
Even if we fight and argue sometimes
We still love each other
A quirky family (family)
Laundry piles up like a mountain
Snacks are always running out
The line for the bathroom is always long
The couch is always too cramped
It’s always chaotic
A quirky family
04.02.2025
The Loud House Opening
Noisy older sisters
Rowdy younger siblings
Every day is chaotic (so chaotic!)
Even when going to the bathroom
Or when eating meals
Surviving at home is tough!
No one can stop us siblings!
We’re unstoppable!
We’re an extraordinary family
Lincoln and his sisters
All together, eleven of us
Surviving in Lincoln’s house!
Poo-poo!