The Hunger Games: The Ballad of Songbirds & Snakes (OST) - Can’t Catch Me Now versuri traducere
Nu Mă Poți Prinde Acum
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E scris peste tot pe perete
Umbrele noastre încă dansează
In fiecare cameră și fiecare hol
E zapadă căzând peste oraș
Tu ai crezut că se va șterge
Gustul amar al furiei mele
Și toate mizeriile ce le-ai făcut
Yeah tu crezi că ai scăpat
Dar eu sunt în copaci, eu sunt în adierea vântului
Pașii mei pe pământ
Tu îmi vei vedea fața în fiecare loc
Dar tu nu mă poți prinde acum
Prin iarba udă, lunile vor trece
Tu o vei simți peste tot prin preajmă
Sunt aici, sunt acolo, sunt peste tot
Dar tu nu mă poți prinde acum
Nu, nu mă poți prinde acum
Pariez că ai crezut că niciodată nu o voi face
Ai crezut că sunt în probleme până peste cap
Pariez că ți-ai imaginat că voi trece odată cu iarna
Fi fost ceva ușor de uitat
Oh, tu crezi că sunt dispărută pentru că am plecat
Dar eu sunt în copaci, eu sunt în adierea vântului
Pașii mei pe pământ
Tu îmi vei vedea fața în fiecare loc
Dar tu nu mă poți prinde acum
Prin iarba udă, lunile vor trece
Tu o vei simți peste tot prin preajmă
Sunt aici, sunt acolo, sunt peste tot
Dar tu nu mă poți prinde acum
Nu, nu mă poți prinde acum
Ooh
Ooh
Ooh
Ooh
Tu nu poți, tu nu poți să mă prinzi acum
Vin ca o furtună în orașul tău
Tu nu poți, tu nu poți să mă prinzi acum
Sunt mai sus decât speranțele ce le-ai doborât
Tu nu poti, tu nu poți să mă prinzi acum
Vin ca o furtună în orașul tău
Tu nu poți, tu nu poți să mă prinzi acum
Sunt mai sus decât speranțele ce le-ai doborât
Tu nu poti, tu nu poți să mă prinzi acum
Vin ca o furtună în orașul tău
Tu nu poți, tu nu poți să mă prinzi acum
Tu nu poți, tu nu poți, tu nu poți
E sânge pe marginea muntelui
Devine o nouă nuanță de roșu
Yeah, câteodată focul ce l-ai întemeiat
Nu arde în felul cum te aștepți
Yeah, tu ai crezut că asta a fost sfârșitul
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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...