PEPOYO - めんへらーめん (Menheraamen) versuri traducere în engleză

English

Menheramen

Attempting suicide just to kill time, I vomited, overdosing in broad daylight.

If there's no one else left, it's social distancing 'round the clock.

My upset stomach does flip-flops, in the midst of this restless night, I try to find some spiritual unification.

If I dive under the covers of my futon, I find myself in the pitch-black night. The mental struggle of Monday is like climbing Everest in reverse!

Head piercing conspiracy theories buzzing about the end of the world. Pure possessiveness can make the heart sway, but for whom?

Become an idiot by taking a philosophical view! Paaparirappappa
Hanging yourself by the neck is surely an unhealthy suicide.

Sugar content. Outlandish schizophrenia. The rust on the telephone pole is triangular-eye coloured.

Remaining a spectator of the irreversible multimedia, it's a fun euthanasia to watch it all burn down.

Brain fucking make me go mad!
Paaparirappappa
Overthrowing the impossible,
Mental Illness!

Bloody pink vomit as repentance, strewn all over the floor littered with filth.
Expired, rotten foodstuffs. May I take your order?

Menheramen, as depression piles up, with an extra serving of the mentally challenged. (x2)

I found this little striped swirl dead in front of a convenience store 500-stories high.

If you feed his body to four fish, it'll give 'em fresh and lively P-T-S-D.

While I was chasing after the cloud trail of an airplane, a piece of junk fell from it and crushed my head.

A dead kitten clad in a haori, floating in midair. RED-colored LSD in my hands.

The mind is drawn towards the toxic, the unpleasant, the self-harming, and the suicidal aspects of this world.

The idol's most battle-ready forces are the eyes of someone who was always watching.

What a tyrant, shut her up! Paaparirappappa
She's a delusional anti-abortion pseudo-feminist.

I feel an arousing pleasure via social media. It's a giant labyrinth of broken gravestones.

Reclaimed and stolen space debris, besmeared with all colours of the rainbow.

Boom! I smashed it! Paaparirappappa
The nuke we let slip away has disappeared into space.

Rape and impregnation! Paaparirappappa
wandering around with blood-red victims

Defecation and vulgar
coprophilia
curved precious cosmology

A scolding tyranny of
necrophilia
and neck dropping cannibalism

Make it sugary, Paaparirappappa
Do you remember what color the rust on the telephone pole was?

An unhappy mental breakdown, The taboo issues you turned a blind eye to
The collapse of God-defying ethics.
May I take your order?

feces-covered pubic hair pasta
pickled with the taste of embryo makes me vomit (x2)

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Rio (OST) - Hot Wings (I Wanna Party) versuri traducere

25.02.2025

Hot Wings (I Wanna Party)

Party in Ipanema, baby!

I want to party
I want to samba
I want to party
I want to samba

I want to party
And live my life (live my life)
I want to party (party)
And fly

Imma fly, fly just like a bird
(But you are a bird! )
Oh yeah, you're right,
So let me fly just like a rocket, then (okay)
Fly so high where I need to come down for oxygen
Cause once we start it, baby, ain't no ain't no stoppin' then

'Cause I just want to live my life, and party
All I want is to be free, and rock my body
Ain't nowhere around the world that I want to live my life
In Rio
'Cause in Rio
In Rio, I realize

I want to party (party)
I want to samba (party)
I want to party (party)
And fly

I'm that samba, samba
Master, master, master
Master, master

Who shouts out?
Imma get your blaster, blaster,
Blaster, blaster, blaster

You dance fast,
But I dance faster, faster, faster
Faster, faster

You're too slow
You need to catch up
You can dance, and dance, but I

I want to party (party)
I want to samba (party)
I want to party (party)
I want to samba (party)

I want to party (party)
And live my life (live my life)
I want to party (party)
And fly

Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey

Laya
Laya
Laya
Laya

Hey

Laya
Laya
Laya
Laya
Laya
Laya
Laya
Laya

Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey
Hey, hey, hey, hey

Jason Derulo - Love Not War versuri traducere

25.02.2025

Dragoste, Nu Război

Click to see the original lyrics (English)

Deschide-o pentru un cadou
Ți-am pus diamante pe încheietură
Dar nu pot cumpăra dragostea ta
Niciodată nu e de ajuns
Am dus fata aia într-o călătorie
Pentru că ne certam
De când am încetat să ne atingem
Nu mai suntem în contact

[Pre-refren]
Știu că banii nu pot cumpăra, cumpăra, cumpăra dragostea ta
Cred că nu am încercat, nu am încercat destul de mult
Dar am putea face asta să funcționeze ca un job de la nouă la cinci (Woah-oh)
Mama mi-a spus să nu mă mai joc, să nu mai joc toate jocurile astea
Tot arunc bani, așteptându-mă să se schimbe ceva
Dar fiecare război se termină la fel

[Refren]
Putem să
Facem dragoste
Nu război?
Oh
Putem să
Facem dragoste
Nu război?
Oh

[Vers 2]
Îmi rezolv problemele cu un cec
Acum plătesc pentru asta
Tu nu ai vrut nimic
Nimic altceva decât iubire
Nu pot să mint, sunt un haos
Sunt prea gelos, da
E atât de greu să am încredere în tine
Când nu am încredere nici măcar în mine

[Pre-refren]
Știu că banii nu pot cumpăra, cumpăra, cumpăra dragostea ta
Cred că nu am încercat, nu am încercat destul de mult
Dar am putea face asta să funcționeze ca un job de la nouă la cinci (Oh-woah)
Mama mi-a spus să nu mă mai joc, să nu mai joc toate jocurile astea
Tot arunc bani, dar mă aștept să se schimbe ceva
Dar fiecare război se termină la fel

[Refren]
Putem să
Facem dragoste
Nu război?
Oh
Putem să
Facem dragoste
Nu război?
Oh

[Pauză]
Și prietenii mei îmi spun
(Oh) Oh-woah (Oh)
Hai să încercăm puțină iubire, iubito
Pentru că știu, scumpo

[Pre-refren]
Știu că banii nu pot cumpăra, cumpăra, cumpăra dragostea ta
Cred că nu am încercat, nu am încercat destul de mult
Fată, am putea face asta să funcționeze ca un job de la nouă la cinci, cinci, cinci, woah-oh, baby
Mama mi-a spus să nu mă mai joc, să nu mai joc toate jocurile astea (Nu mai juca jocurile astea)
Tot arunc bani, dar mă aștept să se schimbe ceva
Dar fiecare război se termină la fel

[Refren]
Putem să
Facem dragoste
Nu război?
Oh, iubito
Putem să
Facem dragoste
Nu război?
Oh
Nu război, iubito

Gloria Trevi - Q.E.P.D. versuri traducere în engleză

24.02.2025

R.I.P.

He was so kind, ha!

You're so pathetic1
how bad you were
I will never understand
But don't worry, it's over

RIP
Let what I loved you rest in peace
I don't wanna see you by a long shot
I already buried you
let the mariachi sound
I will sing out loud
What was ours, RIP

Not even praying you're gonna be back
Go to the afterlife and forget me
keep all your flower bouquets for yourself
they don't resurrect the dead
or heal pains

Now I drink a coffee
Maybe an irish one
I've already cheered up

I suffered for you
I cried for you, oh
It's not that I talk thrash about you
but you really went too far

You're so pathetic1
how bad you were
I will never understand
But don't worry, it's over

RIP
Let what I loved you rest in peace
I don't wanna see you by a long shot
I already buried you
let the mariachi sound
I will sing out loud

What was ours, RIP
Not even praying you're gonna be back
Go to the afterlife and forget me because

Not here or in the afterlife
I would come back with you
This is the good-bye
Our thing's over
Not here or in the afterlife
I would come back with you
This is your good-bye

Bye, bye!

(mwuah)

(Take care now!)

Not literal, but the equivalent.

Fritz Brügel - Die Toten vom Februar versuri traducere în engleză

24.02.2025

The dead of February

Amnesty doesn't help the shot
no one gives life to the dead
Who lately screamed under the gallows
will never lift their head ever again

But among us in the entire country
walk the dead comrades
The ones that died by executioner's hand
The one that the class-enemy shot

They are among us, when we work and rest
and they hear Protests and Complaints
They measure and weigh exactly, what we do
and they control the deed of our days

At the stamping points in workshop and factory
they stand silently, but connected to life
around their neck hangs the executioners rope
and they show the bleeding wounds

They count the men in barracks and office
and the ones that brag in ballrooms
they stand silently, but engulfed in hatred
and nod 'you will pay!'

They live in illegal word
in darkness of groups in cells
Their soul did not rot in the graves
it burns to light up our night

In it's light stands the rude violence
which shall be broken forever
The voice of the dead gets jingling and cold
their verdict shall be spoken to today's