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
Thy Catafalque - Molekuláris gépezetek versuri traducere în engleză
Translation
Molecular Machines
Carbon isotope, carbon isotope
Light up!
The arms of a coal isotope mill are moving
By the lights of the new Nanocity
Moving and moving and synthesizing
Long live Progress, long live the Light!
Hydrogen bridge thrusting forward into the clear future!
Forward, forward!
To shells, rings, meson fields!
Forward, forward!
The people of a quiet pool of coal
Forward, forward, all of you!
But lost time, where could you be wandering in all this material?
Will you ever return on the lively threads?
Layers, piles, fast-moving tracks
This is me and this is my home
Stomach of a fox weathering winter, deep inside it, time flows
Sleeping meadows fodder for geese, stirring meadows fodder for geese
The ship on the water of my bath tub, a radio playing inside -
At night mom is audible, in the daytime it's dad if the signal is good
Stomach of a fox weathering winter, time rolls along a cloud
Some force vibrating softly in the depths of the field
Snow falls at night, it's quiet, the ship docks
A molecule growing in here, in the depths of a winter harbour with lanterns
As we can see, it's tiny molecular machines,
Making this movement
I stress again, at the molecular level
There are eight billion protein molecules in a cell
And it is these tiny little machines that are doing the coordinated movements
The machine takes a turn!
When the galloping horse moves, there's proteins in the muscle fibres
Actin and myosin fibres, which are in fact the cause of the movement
And also when I raise my hand, in my muscles, in my muscle cells
These protein fibres slide into each other
The machine takes a turn
Life flows away
And these secondary interactions at room temperature,
The temperature of life
Are inherently broken up by the energy of thermal motion,
But only one bond splits,
So the structure itself remains intact,
But at the same time some of its elements can
Quite significant atomic-level movements
The consequence of this is the
We have seen in the illustration above.
So the spatial structure of proteins is in perpetual turmoil
At room temperature, and this kind of flexibility is what makes it possible
That proteins, like
Molecular machines, can perform atomic movements
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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 rushes1
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
- 1. Rushes are a kind of grass-like plant used to make floor coverings and furniture, traditionally collected by young women. The motif of gathering rushes often has sexual connotation in folk songs of the British Isles and Ireland in both English and Irish. This song is no exception.