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Roberto Goyeneche - Sur dalszöveg fordítás angol nyelvre

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South

Old, San Juan and Boedo, and all the sky,
Pompeya and, beyond, the flood,
Your bridal vail in the memory,
And your name floating in the farewell...
 
The corner of the blacksmith mud and naked,
Your house, your path and the ditch
And a perfume of weeds and alfalfa
That fills my heart a new.
 
South, wall and then ...
South, a store light ...
You will never see me as you did,
Leaning on the counter
Waiting for you,
I will never light up with the stars
Our march without complaints
In the nights of Pompeya.
The streets and the suburban moons
And my love in your window
Everything is dead, I know it.
 
Old, San Juan and Boedo, lost sky,
Pompeya and, upon reaching the embankment,
Your twenty years trembling with love
Under the kiss that I then stole from you.
 
Nostalgia for the things that have passed,
Sand taken away by life,
Grief of the neighborhood that has changed
And bitterness of the dream that died.
 
South, wall and then ...
South, a store light ...
You will never see me as you did,
Leaning on the counter
Waiting for you,
I will never light up with the stars
Our march without complaints
In the nights of Pompeya
The streets and the suburban moons
And my love in your window
Everything is dead, I know.
 
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My woman

My woman
I am sad and angry with you
this is unfaithful and not right.
This feeling that refuses everything.
what a pain that is shameful.
Weren't you sad at all? Didn't you think about my state?
Didn't your soul whimper at all?
Isn't there a single trace of me,
what a pain, that is shameful.
My woman, tell me are you happy?
Did you forget this crazy man?
Did you really love, ah have you been in love?
tell me did you kiss them, too...
 
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The Spinner

The pruner doesn’t use
shears that don’t cut;
when the sun has set,
then for us it's time to leave.
 
You’re still a spinner1
like when you were young,
you’re still a heartbreaker
like when you were a maiden.
 
Sighs from my heart,
go in my place
and faithfully visit
the only object of my love.
 
You’re still a spinner
like when you were young,
you’re still a heartbreaker
like when you were a maiden.
 
You’re still a heartbreaker
like when you were a maiden.
 
  • 1. Also said in the sense of a spinster, and also in relation to the Fates of Latin mythology who wove and cut the thread of life.

Dea x Crisis

With the mighty force, I am successful in crushing pain
Shooting and filling it with infinite bravery
 
The Goddess of death uses its cunning in an ingenuous way
To get us out of this game and never return
 
The living wrath within your life
Is being possessed by the destruction of Crisis Trance
It has accelerated everyone in order to be capable
To withstand the strong strength of their heart's
Dea × Crisis = Trance
 
I'll be free until someone ruthless falls into the heavens
And cut them in half until they find an exit
 
Elegance is only a distraction
To avoid God's fate and waste your life
 
Your consciousness leads your way
To the painful fate of Crisis Trance
For you to be able to survive the weakest
Since you will be affected the most
Dea × Crisis = Trance
 
The light that lit your eye's
Are my last opportunity to respond and save the last fighting chance
Crisis Trance!
 
The living wrath within your life
Is being possessed by the destruction of Crisis Trance
It has accelerated everyone in order to be capable
To withstand the strong strength of their heart's
Dea × Crisis = Trance
Dea × Crisis = Trance
≠Balance
 
Tomorrow there will be no honest soul
Only balance and eruption
 
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EBM

Martens boots on the feet, the hair standing straight up
In tact with the bass, we're heading downtown
Young men full of energy
Legs are moving, hands are flailing
 
[4x]
Electronic body music
 
Old men full of energy
Legs are moving, hands are flailing
Electro guys still going strong
No need to dig a grave
 
[4x]
Electronic body music
 
Beautiful women full of energy
Legs are moving, hands are flailing
Into the shadows of the city, the crowd disappears
In the distance only the echo of the bass remains
 
[8x]
Body!
 
[4x]
Electronic body music