Sufjan Stevens - Mystery of Love versuri traducere
Misterul iubirii
Oh, sa vad fara ochii mei
Prima oara cand m-ai sarutat
Fara legatura cu acea data cand am plans
Ti-am construit zidurile in jurul meu
Sunet de fond, ce sunet ingrozitor
Dibuind la raul Rogue
Simte-mi picioarele deasupra pamantului
Livreaza-mi mana lui Dumnezeu
Oh, oh woe-oh-woah sunt eu
Prima oara cand m-ai atins
Oh, vor inceta oare minunile?
Binecuvantat fie misterul iubirii
Doamne, eu nu mai cred
Inecat in ape vii
Blestemat de dragostea primita
De la fiica fratelui meu
Ca Hephaestion, care a murit
Iubirea lui Alexander
Acum albia raului meu a secat
Nu voi mai gasi altul?
Oh, oh woe-oh-woah sunt eu
Alerg ca un fluierar de zavoaie
Acum ma indrept spre suferinta
Semnul tau din nastere de pe umar imi aminteste
Cata suferinta pot indura?
O mierla pe umarul meu
Si ce diferenta va face
Cand aceasta iubire se va fi terminat?
Ar trebui sa dorm in patul tau
Rau al nefericirii
Tine-ti mainile deasupra capului meu
Pana imi voi respira ultima respiratie
Oh, oh woe-oh-woah sunt eu
Prima oara cand m-ai atins
Oh, vor inceta oare minunile?
Binecuvantat fie misterul iubirii
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11.02.2025
Anthem to SPAL
On the sunday we'll go to pitch,
To cheer on our SPAL
When they want, they can play
And nobody can stop them
Come on, let's go, boys,
That we'll make'em feel scared
If we want to win, we can do it
Shot these balls inside their net.
And one,
And two,
And one, and two, and three,
I tell you, we'll score four!
And one,
And two,
And one, and two, and three,
I tell you, we'll score four!
And one,
And two,
And one, and two, and three,
I tell you, we'll score four!
If by disgrace they score against us,
Dribble em'all, even the fullbacks.
With courage and confidence,
Bring forward that ball.
Let's go SPAL, we are in Serie B
We don't want Serie C anymore
Let's go SPAL, keep going
That we'll win the Serie B!
And one,
And two,
And one, and two, and three,
I tell you, we'll score four!
And one,
And two,
And one, and two, and three,
I tell you, we'll score four!
And one,
And two,
And one, and two, and three,
I tell you, we'll score four!
All the crowd is anxious
Their eyes are on the ball
The fans are in frendzy:
'Let's go SPAL, we'll go in Serie A!'
Let's go, let's go, let's go SPAL
We've had enough of suffering
We are stronger than ever
Let's go SPAL and you'll win!
And one,
And two,
And one, and two, and three,
I tell you, we'll score four!
And one,
And two,
And one, and two, and three,
I tell you, we'll score four!
And one,
And two,
And one, and two, and three,
I tell you, we'll score four!
11.02.2025
Nowkhosravani 4/ you are that cloud which...
They say a beautiful flower compares to the moon the moon to the sun,
You are that cloud which fragrance of your shadow, like the shadow of your fragrance, could veil the flower and the moon and the sun.
11.02.2025
RED
Love is always complicated.
Words never fly straight.
I just want to live simply,
but I can’t anymore—I want to run away.
You wear a beautiful dress,
smiling so innocently.
But even that kind of happiness scares me,
so I can’t anymore—I want to run away.
What should I do?
All these fakes keep changing my life.
Love is always a coward,
always afraid of words.
Blindfolded— in the darkness, my hands can’t grasp the light.
What should I do?
All these fakes keep changing my life.
“Even if it costs me my life,”
“I will protect you.”
But if that’s not how this goes,
then just break me already.
Please—don’t go.
11.02.2025
A Prayer
Gazing into an angel’s smile
A deaf old lady folds her hands together
In the empty space of the church
A candle burns next to the altar
The light of the small flame fades
The evening rises [its] crow wings
The old lady closes her eyes
The church drowns in the dark of the night
A prayer will turn into a trifle
Every problem, every quarrel
In the empty space of the church
The candle next to the altar goes out