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LEX - Μουσικη για τσογλανους (Mousiki yia tsoglanous) dalszöveg fordítás angol nyelvre

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Music for punks

In this chaos no one is waiting for us
Permanent winners, perfectly trained
Everyone around you is looking puzzles
When within thirty seconds you leave behind what ties you
You understood that you live out of the scope
A rainy day, when the pavement was slippery
We're not lost, we're keeping strong
Because the streets raise the toughest kids
90's gen, the Greek way
Gasoline sniffing at the Elementary schools and cunning
Silicone on our shoes, earrings on our ears
Tell me the discography, or take your shirt of, take it
You have two eyes that have seen the truth
And your people love you, even when you're broke, you know?
Let the idiot think that he lives life
With a girl on his BMW, speeding on the coastal roads
In your earbuds, music of the punks
Holy, like a true relationship
While bitches go after safety
No love, just sex and exploit
Without money, with the right to dream, like all of them
Ambitious poor kids, that are playing their asses
You wanna know who I am, go ask them
The one among the many that says his story
 
They tell me, Lex go onto them, fuck their image
How would I describe it? Music for punks
Poor in Greece, tomorrow is doubtful
The one who learns the best is the one who learns the hard way
They tell me go onto them, against their fashion
How would I describe it? Music for punks
Poor in Greece, tomorrow is doubtful
The one who learns the best is the one who learns the hard way
 
If I knew nothing, perhaps I'd be screwed over
But I was hitting dirty, for as long as I remember me
I wasn't sleeping well the times I was chewing
I step on sound carpets with shit on my shoes
And I've got an urge within me, old like Acropolis
With my head full I'm going down Botsari street
These thoughts of me are speeding like cars
Truth or paranoia, shadows in the construction sites
I like smelling Thermaikos while I'm walking
That's why I'm feeling better when I'm close to Vassilisis Olgas street
They're asking me what is going on, and Thessaloniki is getting uglier
I don't know, this city is looking bombed
Romantic red lights so the guys with imagination are feeling happy
And we are within her debris, hidden well
I spit it on the mic for everyone that understands it
They would be running if we were still together
I have my plan and punks with me for it
The big one, the perfect plan on mind
We'll do it my brother, one night in the basement
With gloves and hoods in front of the safe
Codename, out of the shit
An exotic island and two trucks full of money
From the old times we'll only remember the good things
Like Summer 2011 at Foka's park
 
They tell me, Lex go onto them, fuck their image
How would I describe it? Music for punks
Poor in Greece, tomorrow is doubtful
The one who learns the best is the one who learns the hard way
They tell me go onto them, against their fashion
How would I describe it? Music for punks
Poor in Greece, tomorrow is doubtful
The one who learns the best is the one who learns the hard way
 
I'm all around for money
Rhyming all the way
Fenomeno : Ronaldo Nazario de Lima
And I always take responsibility for whatever I do
You'll find me at the park, late at night like Liakos
I told my producer, don't hold me back when I have things to say
He told me I'll be recognised when I DIE
And if this takes long, until then, until then
 
They tell me, Lex go onto them, fuck their image
How would I describe it? Music for punks
Poor in Greece, tomorrow is doubtful
The one who learns the best is the one who learns the hard way
They tell me go onto them, against their fashion
How would I describe it? Music for punks
Poor in Greece, tomorrow is doubtful
The one who learns the best is the one who learns the hard way
 
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További dalszöveg fordítások

I haven't got anything from you

I haven't got anything from you yet I have everything
Even if you don't know it you are so mine
You were mine long ago
When autumm
Didn't peek at my garden's doors
 
I would look at you go like a star
Filled with light yet so distant
And now that you are close I can't love you
For your heart has an owner already
 
I know you love me,
My soul,
Guilty I am for arriving late
And now that you die with my death
I wonder what is life without you...
(Reciting)
What would those who have you know about love...
Loving was my silence for so long,
Loving... was my always silent grief,
And it is still today dying when I think of you
 
Let's play love even if it's too late
To make of love a whole life
Let's play love and in one night
May we try and heal wounds
 
I know that even if you deny it
You grief as well
The rose isn't happy between rocks
Your eyes and your crying voice
Asking me why you were so late
 
My love
 
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Sosem elég

Próbálom bent tartani a levegőt
Hadd maradjon így
Nem lehet vége ennek a pillanatnak
Egy álmot állítottál fel velem
Mostmár egyre hangosabb
Hallod visszhangozni?
Fogd a kezem
Megosztod majd ezt velem?
Mert kedvesem, nélküled
 
Ezernyi reflektor fénye,
Az összes csillag, amelyet elloptunk az esti égről
Sosem lesz elég
Sosem elég
Arany tornyok is túl kevesek
Ezek a kezek tarthatják a világot, de ez
Sosem lesz elég
Sosem elég
 
Számomra
Soha, soha
Soha, soha
Soha, számomra
Sosem elég
Sosem elég
Sosem elég
Számomra
Számomra
Számomra
 
Ezernyi reflektor fénye,
Az összes csillag, amelyet elloptunk az esti égről
Sosem lesz elég
Sosem elég
Arany tornyok is túl kevesek
Ezek a kezek tarthatják a világot, de ez
Sosem lesz elég
Sosem elég
 
Számomra
Soha, soha
Soha, soha
Soha, számomra
Sosem elég
Sosem elég
Sosem elég
Számomra
Számomra
Számomra
 

Fantastic (Do what you are)

We're stardust
We ended up down here, down here
And we're full of questions
Which you're asking yourself as well, you
But the questions were weapons
Till I learned to love myself
For who I am
And for the way I am
 
Because nobody can save you
From the fears ahead of you
Then only you, just you
Just you, the way you are
 
Do what you are
Do it with pride
And you'll arrive where you're heading to
I want you that way
Do what you are
When it hurts harder
When you'll understand that, on every mistake
You can build a dream
 
Fill up the sounds
Turn on your hands
Embrace, like hurricanes,
All the dreams of tomorrow
Turn off the light
Raise up your voice
Fantastic, the way you are
 
We're souls hungrying
For sunsets and poetry
And for the courage that belongs
To those who didn't go away, never away
 
We still believe in details
The simple things and the awakenings
That change the world
Every second
We're here to listen to each other
And we're meant to love each other
The way you want, the way you are
 
Do what you are
Do it with pride
And you'll arrive where you're heading to
I want you that way
Do what you are
When it hurts harder
When you'll understand that, on every mistake
You can build a dream
 
Fill up the sounds
Turn on your hands
Embrace, like hurricanes,
All the dreams of tomorrow
Turn off the light
Raise up your voice
Fantastic, the way you are
 
Fill up the sounds
Turn on your hands
Embrace, like hurricanes,
All the dreams of tomorrow
Turn off the light
Raise up your voice
Fantastic, fantastic, fantastic,
The way you are
 
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In the dugout

Logs burn bright in my cramped little stove
On the wood, flowing tar, like a tear
The accordion sings to me here,
In my dugout, of your eyes and smile
 
Beyond Moscow, in fields full of snow,
On each bush the leaves whispered of you,
And I want now for you to hear
All this longing in my living voice
 
You are now far away, far away,
And between us lies snow beyond snow
To reach you is not easy to do,
To reach death – only four little steps
 
Sing, accordion, to spite the wind
Call the happiness that’s lost its way
In my bitter cold dugout, I’m warm
From a love that will never burn low