Snow White (OST) [2025] - Waiting on a Wish versuri traducere
Waiting on a Wish
Little girl at a lonely well
With the same little tale to tell
Feeling trapped by the walls that hold her
Feeling stuck in the story they've told her
Another day where she fades away
Never daring to disobey
So she's dreaming all alone
Sharing secrets with a stone
My father told me long ago
I braved a bitter storm of snow
Is that a girl I'll ever know again?
I'm waiting on a wish
Beneath a thousand treetops
And as a silver sky stops
I send a whisper to the water
Waiting on a wish
Holding out for someday
Hoping somehow, some way
I'll become my father's daughter
I close my eyes and see
The girl I'm meant to be
Is she a part of me I've yet to find?
Wondering will she appear
Or will I be forever here
Waiting on a wish
Little girl by a wild wood
As she tries to be someone good
But in the shadow the kingdom's caught in
Somehow fairness is long forgotten
So will she rise or bow her head?
Will she lead or just be led?
Is she the girl she always said she'd be?
I'm waiting on a wish
Beneath a thousand treetops
And as a silver sky stops
I long to leave the walls behind me
Waiting on a wish
Holding out for someday
Hoping somehow, someway
There comes a miracle to find me
I close my eyes and see
The girl I'm meant to be
Is she a part of me I've had to hide?
Wondering will she appear
Or will I spend another year
Waiting on a wish
They say all you have to do
To make your wish come true
Is let it echo, echo, echo, echo
Your voice will carry through
And bring that dream to you
Just like an echo, echo, echo
Well, I can hear the echo loud and clear
But I'm still waiting here
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17.03.2025
Our World is Beautiful (Villagers' Reprise)
From the highest point in the sky (To the end of the mines)
Where is the spark? (That illuminates us)
What did it look like?
If only we knew
If only this kingdom
Would become beautiful again
17.03.2025
Rain
Struggled, waiting for sun
The city tired of rains
You slept, crying, swallowing blood
When the dawn was seen on the horizon
I never complaint about fate
Even if it turned my morning into evening
With this evening, it brought
My heart that was left away
Little by little, it rained
My heart shattered into little pieces
When it became morning againi
'Do you love me?' - I asked
You never asked for anything
You admired my eyebrows and eyes a thousand times
Stroking your black hair,
I lost myself this night
Struggled, waiting for sun
The city tired of rains
Where do you go, swallowing blood?
Where would the dawn lead me?
17.03.2025
Sawah Lettuces
Sawah lettuces spread out all over the ricefields
Sawah lettuces spread out all over the ricefields
The boy's mother came by to pick some sawah lettuce
The boy's mother came by to pick some sawah lettuce
Without looking, she grabbed a bunch and left
The sawah lettuces has now been brought back home
In the morning, the sawah lettuces are sold at the market
In the morning, the sawah lettuces are sold at the market
Laid out in rows, all tied up as well to be sold
Laid out in rows, all tied up as well to be sold
The girl's mother bought some while carrying a woven basket
The sawah lettuces are now ready to be cooked
Sawah lettuces are placed in a pot of boiling water
Sawah lettuces are placed in a pot of boiling water
Half-cooked, it's then strained to be eaten as a side dish
Half-cooked, it's then strained to be eaten as a side dish
With two plates of rice and nasnaran, sitting on a divan
The sawah lettuce is eaten with rice
17.03.2025
The Little Bunch of Rushes
O maiden of the finest rushes
What a pity for you that my bundle has come undone
Would you come with me, just the two of us
Under the bank of the wood with the brightest flowers
No priest would ever hear of it
Nor any living soul
Until the birds start to talk in human language
And the blackbird starts speaking Greek.
I’ve no stockings nor shoes
Not even a stool to sit down on
I haven't a penny in the whole wide world
Unless Jesus Christ should take pity on me
My trousers are threadbare
And as you know, my blanket is worn out
Yet still there are plenty of women in the taverns
Who chase after me just for the price of a drink
Oh, did you think to entice me, young man
With your flattery? Well, it did you no good
There’s many a sensible girl
Carrying a load who has been led astray
But I myself would rather carry heavy loads
And drag them till the day I die
Than have your child on my knee
Asking for news of you when you're nowhere to be found