Songs Translations for Plug.Dj


#21

wtf and I have no glass?wait Dude :joy:


#22

“Master Of The Woods” - The King And The Joker

I have a knife and a crossbow
They’d served me for a thousand years by now
I have the woods and that’s my home
I’ve been in here for my whole life

The string of my past is broken
The man disappeared, he’s gone
And a demon came out of his body

Entire pain
Entire boredom

Now all the spirits, from fairy to demon
Call me a master of the woods
Shaggy beasts serve me well
Everyone’d started to respect me in time

Call my flesh with a conjuration
Can’t recognize the same hunter
And the green blood revives that flesh
But the heart that beats isn’t mine anymore

Entire pain
Entire boredom

Now all the spirits, from fairy to demon
Call me a master of the woods
Shaggy beasts serve me well
Everyone’d started to respect me in time

Now all the spirits, from fairy to demon
Call me a master of the woods
Shaggy beasts serve me well
Everyone’d started to respect me in time


#23

You were at plug just now?


#24

something about 1,5-2 hours ago


#25

I am dear!
@samuel_the_leader!


#26

Like At War - “Agatha Christie”

Lie down, have a rest and listen to what I’m about to say
I’ve been enduring , but I’m leaving today
I’ve said: "Calm down and shut your mouth"
That’s all. Goodbye,damn you.

With you, I feel like I’m at war
And when I’m at war - I feel like I’m with you
But I’m tired, the battle is over
Picking up portvine and coming home
The fight is over, the fire is dead
And nothing’s left
And we’re living
And we’re lucky, in spite.

Pain - is pain , whatever you call it
It’s fear, where’s fear - there’s no place for love
I’ve said: "Calm down and shut your mouth"
That’s all. Goodbye,damn you.

With you, I feel like I’m at war
And when I’m at war - I feel like I’m with you
But I’m tired, the battle is over
Picking up portvine and coming home
The fight is over, the fire is dead
And nothing’s left
And we’re living
And we’re lucky, in spite.

With you, I feel like I’m at war
And when I’m at war - I feel like I’m with you
But I’m tired, the battle is over
Picking up portvine and coming home
The fight is over, the fire is dead
And nothing’s left
And we’re living
And we’re lucky, in spite.


#27

“Whale” - Spleen

The autumn was rainy, full of fog
The whale has been coming from the ocean every night
We met each other, became friends
We were talking every night
Kept all of this in a secret long and nugatory

The whale had become my best friend, and one morning
People came after hm with a whaler ship
I’ve seen that from our mooring

The whale screamed and then he was dead
The whale screamed and then he was dead
The whale screamed and then he was dead
The whale screamed …


#28

“The Blacksmith” - The King And The Joker

There was a rumor in the village
That an old blacksmith
Had been killed at night
With a sledge-hummer hit on his face

It was pretty hard to recognize him
Nothing was left of his head!

While working with his smith,
The blacksmith saw an armor, a shield and a sword
Made of an expensive metal

He’d never think of that
And his pupil was standing near him

No one should ever know
About my discovery!

The blacksmith choke the pupil
So he wouldn’t tell anyone
The he put him into the armor

He sold the knight to Turkeys
Was really glad, counting money

No one should ever know
About my discovery!

But the pupil woke up at a sultan’s palace
The guy remembered at once
About the rascal blacksmith

Can’t take off the armor
Revenge is burning heart
He escaped the palace
By the skin of his teeth

If anyone could imagine
How hard it was for him to come back!

No one should ever know
About my discovery!

There was a rumor in the village
That an old blacksmith
Had been killed at night
With a sledge-hummer hit on his face

If anyone could imagine
How hard it was for him to come back!


#29

“Iron One” - Lyapis Trubezkoi

I’ve grown up in Altay: with Germans , Kazakhs, Tatarian
I’ve seen the wind playing in antennas of military radars
My fists are made of bronze , red quicksilver is in my heart
My teacher is Gonzo, those pigs can’t make me bow.

I should have died 20 years ago
So why the f–k should I be afraid for my metal -ss?
I should have perished, lie among the stones
So why the f–k should I be afraid of those dumb pigs?
Dumb pigs!

I’ve seen Kamchatka’s fogs, Yamburg and Caercan
Baikal is on my retina , and Ural, Kazakhstan.
My friends kill the system’s worms everywhere
Matrix Judahs are getting f—ed apart everywhere

I should have died 20 years ago
So why the f–k should I be afraid for my metal -ss?
I should have perished, lie among the stones
So why the f–k should I be afraid of those dumb pigs?

I should have died 20 years ago
So why the f–k should I be afraid for my metal -ss?
I should have perished, lie among the stones
So why the f–k should I be afraid of those dumb pigs?


#30

“A Song about Insane Asylum” - Vladimir Vuisockyi

I’ve said to myself: "Stop writing "
But i’m itching to do it
Oh, my dear mama, my lovely friends
I’m lying in the ward, they look askew at me, i’m afraid they’ll attack me
Cause there’re psychos, silent, incurable.

There’re different psychos: not imperious, but dirty
They’re nursed, staved, keepers beat them up
And there’s an interesting thing - everyone walk without their tuxedos
And they eat everything that’s brought for me

Dostoevsky and his famous notes aren’t even close to that
That dead man should see how they knock doors with their heads
And if we could tell Gogol about our miserable life
He surely wouldn’t believe us

That’s a torture - you can split at them
They’re imperious bastards!
Everyone wishes to lick me - can’t go on
Yesterday, in a ward number 7
One of them went completely nuts
Was screaming “Hail America!” and beating up the keepers

I don’t wish any fame, and i’m still sane
But that’s not for long
The main doctor, woman, is silently mad
I’m telling her: “I’ll go insane”, she answers - “Wait a minute”

I’m waiting, but I already feel that I’m on thin ice
Forgot the alphabet, remember only a couple of cases
And I’m asking, my friends, whatever I am
Take me, him, away from here!


#31

“Walking On The Water” - Nautilus Pompilious

Apostile Andrew was fishing from the pier
And Saviour was walking on the water
Andrew was lifting gudgeons from the water
And Saviour was lifting dead people from the water
And Andrew shouted out "I’ll leave the pier, if You open a secret for me"
And Saviour answered - “Calm down, Andrew, there isn’t any secret”

See, there’s a cross soaring on the mountain
A dozen of soldiers is under it, try to hang on it,
And when you’re bored hanging, come back
To walk on the water , to walk on the water, to walk on the water with Me.

“But Teacher, there’re horns on their helmets
A black raven is flying above the cross
Explain me, take pity on foolish me,
Leave the crucifixion for the future
Saviour was in mute amazement,
And tapped the water and said
” You’re surely a fool", and Andrew went home crying with his gudgeons

See, there’s a cross soaring on the mountain
A dozen of soldiers is under it, try to hang on it,
And when you’re bored hanging, come back
To walk on the water , to walk on the water, to walk on the water with Me.

See, there’s a cross soaring on the mountain
A dozen of soldiers is under it, try to hang on it,
And when you’re bored hanging, come back
To walk on the water , to walk on the water, to walk on the water with Me.


#32

thats alot of songs to translate


#33

I’m Sitting Near The Window - Night Snipers
originally written by [Joseph Brodsky ] (https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Joseph_Brodsky)

I was always saying that the fate is a game
Saying "why do we need the fish, if we have the roe"
That the gothic style will win, like a school
Like a possibility to stay high without an injection

I was thinking that the forest is only a part of a log
That why do you need the whole lady if you have her knee
That, when Russian eye is tired of an endless dust
It will rest looking at the Estonian spire

I’m sitting near the window: the aspen is on the other side
I loved a few man, but i was infatuated with them
I’m sitting near the window: I’ve already dished up
I was happy in here , but i won’t be anymore
I’m sitting near the window

I was writing that the light bulb has a horror of a floor inside of it
That love, as an act, doesn’t have the verb
That Euclid didn’t know that when something comes to a cone
It doesn’t become a zero, but a Chromous

I’ve said that the leave ruins the bud
And that the seed, when it falls into a bad ground
Doesn’t become a burgeon, that the meadow with the glade is an
Example of onanism in nature

I’m sitting near the window, remembering my youth
Sometimes I smile, sometimes I split
I’m sitting near the window, enclasping my knees,
With my heavy shadow.
I’m sitting near the window

And my song didn’t have a motive
But it cannot be chord: It’s not wonderful that
As a prize for my speeches no one put their legs on my shoulders

A citizen of a second-rate epoch, I’m proudly accept
That all my best thoughts are second-rate and i’m gifting them
To the upcoming days as my experience of fighting the suffocation

I’m sitting near the window: water sounds like a train
I’m sitting in the dark. and it’s not worse than the dark outside
I’m sitting near the window


#34

how diciplined you are man, great this :smiley:


#35

10 monkeys - Vasiliy Urievskiy

Ten monkeys went into the woods
They were looking for some wonders
Ten monkeys met up with a lion
With teeth like skis and a head like a bookcase

Nine monkeys were walking in the woods
Looking at the ground, they’ve found matches
Nine monkeys found some dynamite
The few burns so bright in little paws

I don’t know why that happens
A lot of monkeys, but monkeys run short!

Seven monkeys were walking in the forest
Looking for some bananas – found some sausage
The woodman Fedor quickly found out his loss
He’s a good hunter, never misses!

6 monkeys are running in the woods
And suddenly Robin Hood appears in front of them
He shoots right, left and up
A lot of arrows - will be enough for everyone!

I don’t know why that happens
A lot of monkeys, but monkeys run short!

Five monkeys hide in bushes
They feel like something is wrong
The bus was going very fast
The driver noticed monkeys too late!

A monkey is walking sadly through the woods
Doesn’t jump and doesn’t sing
But what a good thing! In front of it suddenly
Nine more monkeys coming out the trees

I don’t know why that happens
A lot of monkeys, and they don’t run out!

Ten monkeys went into the woods
They were looking for some wonders


Song title game--excluding LP/FM/DBS & songs ending with e and y
#37

"No One Can Hear Me " - Chaif
There aren’t any messages from my old friends; that’s sad
Soul gets empty when reading new newspapers
Old ones doesn’t make any sense
At least had an army friend - he went away

Ahh Yooo, Ahh Yooo. Ahh Yooo
Ahh Yooo, Ahh Yooo, Ahh Yooo

Neighbor is drinking - there’s a walk-out at the factory he works at
Bad thing about tea - just one pack left
A piece of paper at the kitchen says "Don’t wait, I’ll stay at Galya’s"
Those at the TV bargain, how to live further - got to me!

Ahh Yooo, Ahh Yooo. Ahh Yooo
Ahh Yooo, Ahh Yooo, Ahh Yooo

If only the ice would become stronger faster
I will go fishing if that happens
If i would catch anything - would give it away without sorrow to the people I know
the Moon has appeared and it goes up persistently
If I howl because of the melancholy – no one will hear me

Ahh Yooo, Ahh Yooo. Ahh Yooo no one will hear me
Ahh Yooo, Ahh Yooo, Ahh Yooo no one will hear me
Ahh Yooo, Ahh Yooo. Ahh Yooo no one will hear me
Ahh Yooo, Ahh Yooo, Ahh Yooo no one will hear me


#39

Men Were Eating Meat - The King And The Joker

Men were sitting at the table, eating
The groom was feasting then with meat
Everyone were extolling the supper and the host was cheerful
He kept talking about his wife for all the time

Men were eating meat, drinking beer
They couldn’t understand what the groom was talking about

Recently I’ve known
That all of you , curious to relate,
The groom said in a low voice
Met my woman in a secret from me
So that’s why I’ve brought you all together in here

Men were eating meat, drinking beer
They couldn’t understand what the groom was talking about

“I haven’t kept track of her, that’s my fault
But tell me: is she tastes good?”

Men were eating meat, drinking beer
They couldn’t understand what the groom was talking about


#40

"It was a Mistake(Clinic Record 1) - Vladimir Vuysotskyi

I was weak and vulnerable
Trembling with all of my nature
Bleeding with my sick and bedevilled insides
And just like in a vulgar medley
A giant frolic appeared at the door
And shined with evil from the inside
But the hand twitched commanding: "Lie down, face to the wall!"
And then they’ve started beating me on a sticky couch
And the main one of them sat at the table, sighed demonically
Filed something for me that looked quite like a case
Filed something for me that looked quite like a case

Here in tenacious and thin fingers
My Adam’s apple trembling funny
Pressed in the groin, then knocked the wind out
On my poor liver
When i’ve been pressed under my ribs
My insides missed a beat
And the pen was spitting blood
Onto the innocent paper
In semidelirium, in the sick
Naked myself
In the corner , a not-old hag was preparing a needle
And from the very hair to feet
The horror was going through my body
"What if they lull me with a prick
So I would split sleepy?"
“What if they lull me with a prick
So I would split sleepy?”

He, after working on my belly
Crushed my skull and then
Tighted my forearms with a binder
And stopped the flow of blood
I would’ve screamed but remained silent
Locked up my dry lips
And he was groaning, bevelling, getting wet
Writing and exulting
He got into a hog-wind: a familiar one
But then I shouted out:
"Hey, what’re ya writing?! Show me that secret hogwash of yours!"
His assistant, who used to be a psycho, was binding my wrists
Were tarnishing, put in a row, their weapons of torture
Were tarnishing, put in a row, their weapons of torture

I’m streetwise and beaten and strong-willed
Can go nuts, can go blast
But here they’ll restrain, settle down
I’m wilting and boring
Lying naked and poor
And the main one goes to the table
Keeps writing something to the protocol
But I’m not responding
No, I need to have a rest:
Cause I’m weakened and tired
They’re gonna burn my feet soon
To make me laugh!
Keeping nervous and awake but feeling disgusting
They’ve put a tube into my month: I spilled it out
They’ve put a tube into my month: I spilled it out

I’m in the grip, I’m in the pincers
They’re going all over me
Want to know and get everything
Touching everything
Here in 5 minutes they’ll take your soul out and bend it
Spoil it all, rumple it, press it and wash it
"Breathe deeper, breathe. Breathe out - or you’ll die!"
"- Can’t breathe out here: don’t think i’ll breathe after!"
With all of my dry mouth I’m grinning: “That’s your orders!”
“You can’t do that to me folks!”
“You can’t do that to me folks!”

Lights out, gas in
A sort of board lit up
And then my eyes bristled with pus
And my trachea plopped
He went insane, got into rush,
They’ve brought a bowl for some reason
I’ve seen that once, a film "As a trophy"
They’re coming from my pack and pricking me
"Prick, you sons-a-b&*ches, but give me the protocol!'
I’ve kneeled before them, touched the bowl with my forehead
I was demanding and threatening, imploring and stooping
I was demanding and threatening, imploring and stooping

But my binder was tighten up
I can see them lighting up an alcoholic lamp
Everyone’s waiting for a redhead besom with a whip
Anywhere, but here they can take what they want!
And I’m guessing, an old joker,
When there’s gonna be a white-hot cane: now or then?
Sabbath was hotting up : the sweat poured hotly
There was a bell and a crow sat onto the white shoulder
And it shouted out:"Nevermore!"
it’s quick and humble
Reminds " A torture hall doors lead right into the morgue!“
Reminds " A torture hall doors lead right into the morgue!”

I’m lifting up my tail weakly: though I’m pretty stupid and simple for them
"Hey, you’ll have to answer for that enhanced interrogation of yours!"
"You’ what are your names, back to the old times
But you must give a protocol to us!"
And I’m looking through a shoulder onto the writing
"I won’t sign you that until i read it!"
Someone’'s yellow back replied to me emotionlessly:
“We don’t need your signature: it’s clear without it”
“We don’t need your signature: it’s clear without it”

Little sister, sweetheart, don’t fear!
I won’t be silent, I won’t obey
I’ll deny the protocol when I meet the lawyer
I’ve told them nothing, showed no one
Tell everyone I’ve known - I’m still their brother!
He said, underlining it "Read and chill out"
I’ve eyed that writing keenly: but it was full of Latin
Circles in eyes, zeros in brain
Disappear, you damn fear
They’ve just written a clinic record
They’ve just written a clinic record


#41

The Sand - Bi-2

We’re waiting for news
In estimated day and time
Blood will teem from the eyes
Don’t look away, don’t turn off the screens
Heart will be crushed at the bottom of an ocean

Chorus:
Like a sand through the fingers
What will happen next?
A mute flock of words
Just disappears

Waiting for the changes is a comfortable case
Here, choice “walkman” go and listen
To your heart drowning at the bottom of other’s stories
The star falls from the sky
And goes out in the sea

Chorus:
Like a sand through the fingers
What will happen next?
A mute flock of words
Just disappears

Chorus:
Like a sand through the fingers
What will happen next?
A mute flock of words
Just disappears


#42

Quite looong !!
I wonder why I didnt get any notif of this thread… I am watching this now…