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
ZHSHCH - Боль всего мира (Bolʹ vsego mira) versuri traducere în engleză
English (poetic)
The pain of the whole world
This is the pain of the whole world, but I don’t give a fuckThe whole gene pool can turn to dust for all I care
Someone better than others will come again
Someone worse than other has already been here
This is the pain of the whole world, yeah alright, shit
The fact that you are unloved - it’s just like death
Well, think about it, from now on you’ll be alone
Are you coming or not? We’re going to watch
As the stars explode, igniting in flames
Under the bottomless space above the void
I don't know what you're planning on doing today
But today we will march towards death with you
We have already found the rope and the soap
Don't be afraid, it only hurts the first time
This is the pain of the whole world, yeah alright, shit
I promise that you won’t go without us
Won’t die without us!
It's the pain of the whole world, man, chill out
You're not worth it, why don’t you keep drinking
How could she not love you? Seriously, dude?
I don't know how anybody could love you
You are a cold and pitiful materialist
In my opinion, she was too kind
I swear to God, I can’t stand these twists
Only with her were you ready to dance until the morning
This is the faith of life, the salvation of souls
You learned too many smart words
I'm scared to even imagine what kind of husband you are
You should just keep writing your bullshit about love
And about the pain of the whole world in thirty lines
About stupid prayers, the sins of the creator
In our time, people won’t keep a pen by their side
Yes, and everything they sang about was from their father's tapes
From their father's tapes
You're living in the past, living in your dreams
It's hard to admit it, you’d agree with me
It's heat and sand on your eyes
Stop pretending, go home
What will you say to that? Come on, lie
Everything you didn't say is the same bullshit
Your private grief burns inside
And burns you alive
Yes, you’re probably too difficult of a friend
And, of course, one can love that
All the planets and stars are standing around
As you continue again to whine
It's the pain of the whole world, yeah alright, shit
You suffer so much, but there's no point
There isn’t a wedge for every wedge
But for every world there is pain
And it's the pain of the whole world
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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.