Radwimps - Jikkyou chuukei (実況中継) versuri traducere în engleză
live coverage
Live coverage, we're on the air,
thanks for waiting guys
Are we on? Yea yea we are Hello again
I wanna start by introducing
my fellow commentator, Mr. God
At age 2011,
he's the world creator, a great mentor
A smug look Hail yeah!
Thanks for everything You fed us well
Oh I almost forgot, I am yours truly, Budda
Today in our Game of Life,
we feature an island in Asia, Japan
Don't miss it
cause we are really excited
Let's start by taking a good look
at how these fellas live down there
Oh wait,
something weird is happening…
Oh my! With a rope in his hand he was about to hang himself
But isn't he shaking?
Is he feeling unsure? Isn't it too late?
OK, Camera 3, get up close to his face
His heartbeat is up,
can barely hear
but listen to what he has to say
“I can't stand it, can't no more,
not for a second
What I need is not oxygen,
it's not here, not anywhere
You die you lose, so what? shut up,
don't care to win, you asshole
Don't talk about the courage to die, blah-blah-blah
Nothing scares me now, I'm almighty
Why talk all that shit?
If you wanna tease me
you've made your point
People just love themselves from head to toe
I hate myself again, I try hard to see
Hanging on, I'm alone again
I prayed but it was more than I thought…”
Sorry, we just lost our audio
Our commentary booth is behind the galaxy net
High above their head
beyond the sky beyond the space and time
Sit back and enjoy,
we're so much higher than where they are
Let's be thankful that their planet isn't ours
My my, oh no,
holy moly
Look how far they've come, a million years of dumbness
Producing massive spent fuel waste, piles of dirt
Weapons of mass destruction,
nuclear to say the least
Deforms and facsinoma, you can't help but hate even your own child
What a freak, my boy, like garbage,
where shall I begin cutting off?
Mr. God, would you give us a word?
To us who's “smart enough to not die
but dumb enough to not survive”
We know who we are
Why talk all that shit?
If you wanna tease me you've made your point
People just love themselves from head to toe
I hate myself again, I try hard to see
Hanging on, I'm alone again
I prayed but it was more than I thought
People just love “ME” like obesity
We've watched this Game of Life
over the last two thousand years
Can't believe there's no
sign of progress
Another flop, my friend, I'll call it a wrap
There's no choice, helpless, incurable,
not worth talking
Oh look! There's someone in her knees praying like hell
“Oh please Mr. God, Mr. God, Mr. Buddha.
Please make my wish come true”
God “So what will we do?”
Bud “Wait”
God “Let's make it happen”
Bud “Wait, I said”
God “Stay out of it. It's none of your business”
Bud “It is my business”
God “Why? She said
Oh please Mr. God”
Bud “She said Mr. Buddha, too. Didn't you hear?”
God “Just once. I was called twice”
Bud “Nonsense”
God “I see. She's your type, right?”
Bud “F—k off! You wanna do it?”
God “Hell yeah! Come, all my followers! Come and meet!
Let them see the power of God!”
Bud “Eat this! The rage of Buddha!”
We know it's all wrong
Why talk all that shit?
If you wanna tease me you've made your point
People just love themselves from head to toe
I hate myself again, I try hard to see
Hanging on, I'm alone again
I prayed but it was more than I thought
People just love “ME” like obesity
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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
singable
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...