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Decaloge of the good wife/good husband

Here I have ten appropriate advices for a peaceful coexistence in marriage
 
First and mainly (wife): Admit the husband without further discussion as the only exclusive master of the house. His word is holy word. His orders are orders and his whims are sacred. All of this for the moment, of course, that this first condition will not be negotiable at any time.
First (husband): Admit the wife as the only exclusive master of the house, brain and engine of it, etcetera, etcetera, etcetera...
 
Second (wife): Be quiet, compromising, consequent, discreet, hard-working, warm-hearted, intelligent, comprehensive, kind, clever, foresighted and patient. If it's proven that this is too much, you can negotiate any of those except for the first (being quiet)
Second (husband): Don't get in the kitchen no matter how free you are in the afternoon. Because guys in that behavior are a real mess. What they do, no christian can eat it and they cook it like a real filth.
 
Third (wife): In front of the dilemma of a football game on the first channel and a Robert Redford movie on the second, accept beforehand the choice of the husband
Third (husband): Pass punctually the agreed budget for domestic expenses with splendidness and without demanding audits. Admit any loss of money no matter how suspicious it is, because of what the banks call 'Currency devaluation'
 
Fourth (wife): Forgive any night delay, or daytime delay because commitments can happen in daytime. Admit any justification by phone and accept any written explanation, whether if it's coherent or not. What else do you want?
Fourth (husband): If the case happens, and in the absence of your wife for being in the hairdresser, feed your baby with the baby bottle, clean his bottom and change his diapers. If it's necessary do likewise any other domestic work of urgent character, as long as it doesn't need an apron, a mop or any other domestic accessory that could lessen your male dignity.
 
Fifth (wife): Do not give more importance to a blonde hair found on the shoulder of your husband's jacket than what it has. After all, a hair is nothing but hair. And if the husband ever finds a hair in the soup, why the wife won't find a hair in a jacket?
Fifth (husband): Give her a certain amount of freedom. Certain, but without letting the rope go too much. Only enough for the lettuce to not wither and be able to play bingo at five o'clock.
 
Sixth (wife): Never search in his pockets, his suitcases nor his briefcases. And if on a bad day in the travel briefcase, you come upon the picture of a showgirl with the dedicatory 'To my pocholo of his piluca', consider that he has friends are are pranksters, specially one who lives in La Coruña and is called Felipe. He's going too far, man, he's going too far.
Sixth (husband): Welcome your mother in law with the greatest loving and affection, give her the best seat of the living room, care for her with kindness and cuddles and turn off the TV if it upsets her, even if they broadcast the final of the cup between Real Madrid and Barcelona. You'll find out the result later, man.
 
Seventh (wife): In case of he visit of the mother in law (I mean, the husband's mother), admit her, understand her, listen to her and attend her as we forgive everyone indebted to us.
Seventh (husband): Eat with pleasure and true delight any dish or domestic creation that your wife has prepared in the kitchen, even if the croquettes are made of sawdust and she used the oil for greasing the bike. Endure the fight, put on a kind face to the bad weather and you'll eat as should be when you go on a business journey, man.
 
Eighth (wife): Do not attack the husband's wallet while he sleeps and rests. First because the wallet also needs to rest. And second because this is penalized by the law with the aggravating circumstance of premeditation, treachery and nocturnality.
Eighth (husband): Do not have a good looking secretary, but instead a good use secretary. And dress her, put shoes on her, decorate her, adorn her with jewels, take her out, distract her and take her for a walk (I mean the wife, not the secretary)
 
Ninth (wife): Do not insinuate any change of furniture, paint review, feminine wardrobe renewal, age of the washing machine, etcetera, etcetera, etcetera. This is an initiative that the husband must always take, and if he doesn't it's because of something.
Ninth (husband): Settle for the place that she adjudicated for your things, in the bathroom and in the wardrobe alike. Bear in mind that a woman needs space for paints, tubs, creams, shades, designs, hats, etcetera. And you, after all, what do you have for a suit, the shaving brush?
 
And tenth and last (wife): Forgive and pardon any affair that he could have in a moment of weakness. Because like Boabdil the little said when he left Granada 'You smoke on every job'. May the wife don't forget that a man is like a butane bottle. he needs an escape valve or else he blows up.
And tenth and last (husband): Do not hire in the absence of your wife (and of course, without her consent) any maid-for-all-work, no matter how well you think of it, not even if she brings the best references from the Buckingham palace. And let alone if she looks like La Bombi1, so don't think about it.
 
  • 1. Fedra Lorente, Spanish actress and showgirl


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Up to the Last Minute





Up to the last minute,
I kept you beside me.
Up to the last minute,
I didn't want to tell you goodbye.
 

But you're never there
when my eyes cry.
In the endless evenings,
you're not there.
 

Up to the last minute,
I hoped that down there
up to the last minute,
I'd have been together with you.
 

But you don't listen
with the soundless voices
that search for one another on the sea
and in every dream of someone
up to the last minute.
 


09.03.2025

Is it you





I have been searching for you, calling my star
I have suffered in my dreams
I have spoken of night and day
Is it you, Is it you?
 

Not found in realms beyond my sight
Yet never did I recognize
My bleeding thoughts that pierce the night
Is it you, Is it you?
 

Fate has been inscribed upon my brow
Who melted my heart into gold
'My sovereign', I wait even now
Is it you, Is it you?
 

Who enters my dreams each night
Shining brightly like the stars
Thinking of me, dreaming of me
Is it you, Is it you?
 

Don't vanish with my fading breath
Your beauty lingers in my mind
My heart's ache asks with every throb
Is it you, Is it you?
 

Fate has been inscribed upon my brow
Who melted my heart into gold
'My sovereign', I wait even now
Is it you, Is it you?
 


09.03.2025

ODYSS_X





Tell me you still love me
Tell me you take risks
Tell me you like speed and electric guitars
Tell me what you wanna play
Tell me you dream of me
Take my heart and hurt me
Most importantly, leave me no choice
 

You take and you leave it
You take and you leave it
You like when it goes
Back and forth
 

You're callin' me, I'm not pickin' up the phone
Pickin' up the phone, pickin' up the phone
You wanna come up, but I didn't give you the code
Give you the code, give you the code
You're callin' me, I'm not pickin' up the phone
Pickin' up the phone, pickin' up the phone
You wanna come up, but I didn't give you the code
Give you the code, give you the code
(You're callin' me, I'm not pickin' up the phone)
(You wanna come up, but I didn't give you the code)
 

Tell me you still love me
Tell me you take risks
Tell me you like speed and electric guitars
Tell me what you wanna play
Tell me you dream of me
Take my heart and hurt me
Most importantly, leave me no choice
 

You take and you leave it
You take and you leave it
You like when it goes
Back and forth
 

You like when you drink
The look is so hardcore
You believed your scenarios so much
I'm not waitin' for you anymore
I'm not pickin' up the phone
It's over, you're the only one who still wants it
 

You're callin' me, I'm not pickin' up the phone
Pickin' up the phone, pickin' up the phone
You wanna come up, but I didn't give you the code
Give you the code, give you the code
You're callin' me, I'm not pickin' up the phone
Pickin' up the phone
You wanna come up, but I didn't give you the code
Give you the code
 


09.03.2025

Ask Me No More





Ask me no more
which of us is right
but think about the time
that we lived together.
 

Think about the patience
that I must have had.
 

For years, you've been talking with that head of yours
full of misunderstanding.
For years, I've been silent and have said nothing
so as not to hurt you.
 

Of course it was destiny
and it ended this way.
 

Ask me no more
which of us is right
but think about those days
that we were together.
 

Remember how much patience
I had to have.
 

For years, you've been gazing with those gray eyes
and I've told you nothing.
For years, I've been feeling, waiting, and crying
and have told you nothing.
 

Of course it was destiny
and it could only end this way.