The Living Tombstone - My Ordinary Life versuri traducere
Viața Mea Ordinara
Click to see the original lyrics (English) Ei imi zic 'ține-o simplu',eu le zic 'ia-o încet'
Hranesc si ud cu apa o idee că sa înflorească
Le zic 'ia-o ușor',ei râd si imi zic 'nu'
e mișto dar nu îi vad râzând la bani mei totuși
Ei arunca adevărurile spre mine,eu arunc rime,te prinzi?
Eu învârt recordurile mele placate cu aur, știi ca nu mă poți combate
Ei imi zic 'Iisus pășește' eu le zic 'banii vorbesc'
Giuvaierurile m-au racit, că traiesc intr-un ghețar
Ei imi zic 'Ai cam dormit',eu le răspund 'sunt complet treaz'
Piesele fierbinți si reușite, așa ca mi se zice domnul e-z bake
Ei îmi zic 'iarbă este mai înverzită',eu cred ca iarbă mea este umedă
Conduc băut cu rezervorul gol spre bancă
Tu mă simți?Ia o privire în creierul meu
Lumea mereu diferita,dar mereu se simte la fel
Ăsta sunt realul eu,sparge șampania
Hateri vor să mă rănească,si eu râd de durerea mea
Stând neclintit,cu ochii inchisi
Lasă lumea sa treaca pe lângă mine
Pastile pentru durere,haine smechere
Dacă cad,cred ca o sa zbor
Atinge-ma,Midas
Fa-ma parte din creația ta
Nimeni să ne îndrume
Simt frica pentru ultimă oară
Ei imi zic ca sunt special, zâmbesc si dau din cap
Le dau povești ca să le zica prietenilor ce lucruri am spus
Ei imi zic că sunt atât de modest,eu le zic 'ma înroșesc'
Mă lasa sa-i mint,si nu se simt ca i-am încurcat
Ei imi dau atât de mult mie
Pierd atingerea,știi tu?
Servit pe o farfurie de argint,cer secunde,doar mă lasa
Ei imi spun ca sunt un zeu,dar eu deja m-am pierdut in fațada
6 metri asupra solului,si tot timpul cred că ma simt ciudat
Nu contează ce fac
Ei niciodata nu vad greșeli
Făcând atâta caș,nu ma interesează ca ei sunt pur si simplu falși
Ei îmi zic ca sunt inferiori mie,eu ma comport de parca le sunt superior
Lumea se adună cu toți,dar eu as fi pierdut fara iubirea lor
Ma poți vindeca?Am dobândit prea mult?
Când ajungi 'de neatins' ești inapt de a atinge
Exista un real eu?Sparge șampania
Ma doare doar sa gândesc,si eu nu mă gândesc la durere
Stând neclintit,cu ochii inchisi
Lasă lumea sa treaca pe lângă mine
Pastile pentru durere,haine smechere
Dacă cad,cred ca o sa zbor
Atinge-ma,Midas
Fa-ma parte din creația ta
Nimeni să ne îndrume
Simt frica pentru ultimă oară
Zac nemișcat,agitat
Pierd somnul in timp ce imi pierd mintea
Numai fiori,fara stres
Toate muzele mele le-am lasat in urmă mea
Lumea este, atât de jos
Atât de sus,sunt aproape divin
Ma aproprii,las să plece
Simt frica pentru ultimă oară
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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...