Pyhimys - Kauneus Pilas Perhosen versuri traducere în engleză
Beauty Spoiled the Butterfly
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It's just a song, it doesn't change a thing
And if it brings joy to someone, then acrimony to someone else
The sun rose so the life must have a course
When everything is already said, nothing new here
Sketching a worldview for myself
When the media tries to paint it foul
Even though knowledge and care are long-forgotten
I'll stay pretty and soft because I have balls for that
Good news, you can have everything
Everyone can because universe belongs to everyone
Success is an illusion, always made up by the ego
And the fear of death wants to pour your soul full of concrete
The enemy is between your ears
It's just the imagination, screaming alone and in agony
Living on the Tellus is still insignificant
The last days of wisdom, beauty spoiled the butterfly
The pretty, they all suffer from the condition
Where everything is nothing
But more, you have to get endless admiration
The most insane people are the pretty
They all suffer from the condition
Where everything is nothing
But more, you have to get endless admiration
They're just words, they don't mean anything
Out from the left one if they go in the right ear
Like some crummy pictures of the mind
I'm thinking of white blood cells when I'm speaking of the blood reds
When I'm reading history I wonder what happened to us
I guess humans just fell too much in love with their intelligence
Raised themselves up to the position of their God
And we'll forever fight over the differences in interpretations
What is relevant, or even real?
Long term it is quite a short list
Through words, we meet each other here
Who will get whom, to buy their own story?
Who will be questioning when the majority is applauding?
We learned to talk, but words hurt
Beauty spoiled the butterfly, the benefit became the trouble
When everyone has an answer, there's no need for conversation
The pretty, they all suffer from the condition
Where everything is nothing
But more, you have to get endless admiration
The most insane are the pretty
They all suffer from the condition
Where everything is nothing
But more, you have to get endless admiration
The pretty, they all suffer from the condition
Where everything is nothing
But more, you have to get endless admiration
The most insane are the pretty
They all suffer from the condition
Where everything is nothing
But more, you have to get endless admiration
The pretty, they all suffer from the condition
Where everything is nothing
But more, you have to get endless admiration
The most insane are the pretty
They all suffer from the condition
Where everything is nothing
But more, you have to get endless admiration
The most insane are the pretty
These are only some lyrics, they don't teach anything
They don't stop, they don't start
But I'll give you one piece of advice, life is young
Grow to be bigger than your crust
These are only some lyrics, they don't teach anything
They don't stop, they don't start
But I'll give you one piece of advice, life is young
Grow to be bigger than your crust
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01.02.2025
Doctor Faust
Oh, Doctor Faust
Behind you, do you see all these years you've spent wasting your life?
It's time for you to let yourself live life
Oh, Doctor Faust
Diving like this into dead languages, that's not life
If you spend time with them, living languages will revive you
Oh, Doctor Faust
Science is a well where you drown yourself, if you want my opinion
Descend into the well of pleasure because that's life
Oh, Doctor Faust
Leave your Talmudic and astrologic studies behind
Instead, prepare a thesis on my anatomy
Oh, Doctor Faust
Throw your books away, forget Latin, smile at live
In my arms, you'll get to know love and life
Oh, Doctor Faust
I like your physique, leave physics behind, discover life
Looking together, in physical love, the meaning of life
Oh, Doctor Faust
Oh, Doctor Faust
I like your physique, leave physics behind, discover life
Looking together, in physical love, the meaning of life
01.02.2025
On board of the Aspasia
You traveled in pursuit of your destiny
To white but mournful Switzerland
Always in the deck in a chez-lung downstairs
by the familiar and saddest cause
Always restlessly your folks have been prowling around
But you, staring at the wings, were indifferent
You laughed bitterly at what they said because you felt
That you were travelling to the land of death
One night when we were passing through Stroboli
You said to some laughing man in a joking tone:
'How my sick body looks as it burns,
to the flaming top of the volcano!'
Then I saw you in Marcilia as you were lost
in the noise without turning back
And I who loved only the wet expanse,
I say I could love thee
01.02.2025
Gramophonomaniac
In room of miss Janka
winders and curtains tremble
Like in a fury there a gramophone plays
Because miss Janka is a gramophone maniac
From morning to morning constantly plays.
Syrena’s records are still brought by miss Janka,
She puts all of her money in it and continues to sing
And I play on gramophone
trali tralalla la, trali
tralalla la
In winter at home, in the summer on the balcony
trali tralalla la, gramophone plays
And nothing worries me,
I have Syrena’s records
When something annoys me - I play on the gramophone
Because when I play on the gramophone
then in gramophone I have my all concerns
Neighbours of miss Janka, their wives and lovers declared, not being able to sleep at night:
We have enough of miss Janka,
that gramophone maniac,
the police needs to know about it
But when the officer came, miss Janka says
What to do, man, understand I’m afraid to sleep alone
And when I play on the gramophone
trali tralalla la, trali
tralalla la
In winter at home, in the summer on the balcony
trali tralalla la, gramophone plays
And nothing worries me,
I have Syrena’s records
When something annoys me then I play on the gramophone
Because when I play on the gramophone
then in gramophone I have all of my concerns
As soon as the strict officer heard it himself and wanted to give advice to the poor maiden
He says to miss Janka, that gramophone maniac
„A pity, I will sleep here”
And since then every night from miss Janka’s room
The bas of officer makes the curtains tremble
And I play on gramophone
trali tralalla la, trali
tralalla la
In winter at home, in the summer on the balcony
trali tralalla la, gramophone plays
And nothing worries me,
I have Syrena’s records
When something annoys me - I play on the gramophone
Because when I play on the gramophone
then in gramophone I have my all concerns
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01.02.2025
At the End of the Park
When sunset
makes the sky grow pale,
from the window,
I look around me.
At the end of the park, I see you
searching for me
like one evening
a year ago.
I watch you from afar and
in your hand,
there's
hidden more than one caress.
At the end of the park, I see you
running towards me,
of course,
I know it.
It's only an impression,
a trick of my heart
that makes me see
all this.
Tenderness
is something that
grows deep
in the soul.
If I remember
and if only
I think about you:
At the end of the park, I see you
searching for me
like one evening
a year ago.
I watch you from afar and
in your hand,
there's
hidden more than one caress.
At the end of the park, I see you
running towards me
and this time,
I know it.
You're no longer an impression,
a trick of my heart,
I've found
you again.
(At the end of the park, I see you
searching for me
like one evening
a year ago.)
At the end of the park, I see you
searching for me
like one evening
a year ago.
At the end of the park, I see you
searching for me...