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The Witcher OST (Series) - Dê um trocado pro seu Bruxo [Toss a coin to your Witcher] dalszöveg fordítás angol nyelvre

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Toss a coin to your Witcher

When a humble bard
Graced a ride along
With Geralt of Rivia
Along came this song
 
From when the White Wolf fought
A silver-tongued devil
His army of elves
At his hooves did they revel
 
They came after me
With masterful deceit
Broke down my lute
And they kicked in my teeth
 
While the devil’s horns
Minced our tender meat
And so cried the Witcher
He can’t be bleat
 
Toss a coin to your Witcher
O’ Valley of Plenty
O’ Valley of Plenty
O’
 
Toss a coin to Your Witcher
O’ Valley of Plenty
 
At the edge of the world
Fight the mighty horde
That bashes and breaks you
And brings you the morn’
 
He thrust every elf
Far back on the shelf
High up on the mountain
From whence it came
 
He wiped out your pest
Got kicked in his chest
He’s a friend of humanity
So give him the rest
 
That’s my epic tale
A champion prevailed
Defeated the villain
Now pour him some ale
 
Toss a coin to your Witcher
O’ Valley of Plenty
O’ Valley of Plenty
O’
 
Toss a coin to your Witcher
And friend of humanity
 
Toss a coin to your Witcher
O’ Valley of Plenty
O’ Valley of Plenty
O’
And friend of humanity
 
Toss a coin to your Witcher
O’ Valley of Plenty
O’ Valley of Plenty
O’
 
Toss a coin to your Witcher
A friend of humanity
 
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The Eventide Sun

Versions: #2
The Eventide sun
 
The eventide sun shed its golden gleams
Upon the palm leaves, oh, Nile river,
It is such a masterpiece reflected
Upon your surface, oh, beautiful
And the flute sang by the shore
While the tunes swayed
With the blow of the wind
When it passes by, wafting
 
Oh, Nile, the one that I’m in love with and I
Are serene, looking just like you
Our hearts softened and got mellow
When your wind turned into a breeze
And our serenity within love
Is identical to yours, to yours
No one has ever come to have the sort
Of beauty like the one we have; we and you
Oh, Nile, the one that I’m in love with and I
Have seen our wishes coming true
Just where love moors
We’ll come to settle down as well
And if the night gets longer and longer
Our nights would turn shorter
And the one who has been exhausted by love
Spends his long night shedding tears
 
Oh, Nile, my lover and I,
We are so out of time and place
The moon shines over us
And goes down as if it never did
We spend the night listening to
The curlew warbling around
The streams and mourning
The misfortunate one
Oh, Nile!
 

Ho

Well, what's there?
I have the dibs
I have money!
 
I see you without compromise, lady
In the cabin of the S-class your proud taut ass, it registered there
For the queen in a hot dress they pay everywhere
And the gentlemens without a summer residence spend, spend without words
Eyes are blind from the stones-gifts, very bright,
Drives up to the house forever foreign car at night
But if life is a book, then there is one chapter in the encore -
Working up and down head at the helm
So cute - the groom could be that father,
This, your epilogue, because you work with the tip
Open the secret, the damsel,
What is it to lose the soul? How does it feel to kill everything in yourself?
Look from the side to the uncles and their look
And on yourself too in bold minis and panties there, barely covered
The topic is beaten, your shame died a long time ago
And the lady is healthy, but not the meatballs are full
 
Hey, Basta, brother, (yep, Digga, brother)
Why are they so, when there's a chance to seat in the Don Plaza*
Opened their mouthes immediately, if there's a clean dibs
(VIP)
So you can put them on mattresses
Changed the pussy on stones and cash
On the belly, a drop of wine,
In the course, where guys with crowbars in pants
One has proved to herself, that it's possible, the second too
Mug in the morning, sunbathing skin
Got these bills girl of twenty
Here they are - thousands instead of the young ass and the same boobs
Grabbed and forgot, fluttered out of the car
Ran away from the question 'Because of the feelings?'
And a new evening'll bring comfort, special for you
Fresh deal in the form of a yacht, her adjacent cabins
After all, today he will be more than one
But for the sake of warming up, we'll stand up, puffed! (Yes, bitch?)
 
I notice, I'm glad where the money is pouring
And behind my shoulders - booze, not a guy there
That body was given to the heavy tycoons
Jump in the Cruiser with courage, buzzed ho
I notice, I'm glad where the money is pouring
And behind my shoulders - booze, not a guy there
That body was given to the heavy tycoons
Jump in the Cruiser with courage, buzzed ho
 
Young and juicy, thieves - I can't find the words
But you are grabbed and packed into a cart, rolled and fucked
It's all quiet - that's clear
And in the room for the sake of love he paws dirty
But the 'ho' is buzzing...
Dont tell me about time new and stereotypes
At first, wipe the cum on the left side of stomach, bitch (Thanks!)
You gave yourself away, and once, once,
To live in love, piece of shit, bitch, please
You're rotten scum, lady, draining junk
Who did you fuck with so zealously? Who's need you there, eh?
Yes, and it's no better here...
After all, we are from those old idiots who are looking for honor and soul in yours
Also, don't tell me that, dear,
I'm not going to eat songs, listen to flattery, are you?
Henceforth and forever you are a stranger, suitable for words
Leaky plague, toy of men
 
The lady grew up early, grew up early
The lady grew up early, grew up early
The lady grew up early, grew up early
The lady grew up early, grew up early
 
Tibor from QS-FB

Este Van / It's already evening

It's already past nine in the evening
Everyone is already sleeping
I'm the only one, who can't fallasleep
My heart is aching, love is tearing it
 
My heart is aching, and there's no remedy
The god will heal it - if he still loves me
I'll be healed by the sound of the soil
Pouring on the wood of my coffin
 
I'm not mad at you if you leave me
Because the sun leaves the blue sky too
My dark grief sounds till the eternity
My heart aches, aches till exploding
 
In dead silence I cry your lovely name
I'll bury you where the crossroads meet
No blood, no meat separates us till the judgement
I'll lie down next to you till the end of time
 
My heart is aching, and there's no remedy
The god will heal it - if he still loves me
I'll be healed by the sound of the soil
Pouring on the wood of my coffin
 
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Ah, this money!

Versions: #2
I call you a friend. Are you one? I doubt it.
Things didn't work out quite the way we had promised each other
Rich, indifferent, our laughter got lost
 
You don't know how much you lose when you win 1
 
Chorus: (x2)
What's the use of all this money
If we don't have any friends anymore?
What's the use of all this money
When sleep bypasses us at night?
We buy loyalty, even love
Yet lonely we laugh through tears
What's the use of all this money
We live sadder lives than poor people
 
The bottle is empty, I order and that's it
My heart is empty, what place sells new ones?
My heart is sick - it doesn't hate, it doesn't love
You don't know how much you lose when you win
 
Chorus: (x2)
What's the use of all this money
If we don't have any friends anymore?
What's the use of all this money
When sleep bypasses us at night?
We buy loyalty, even love
Yet lonely we laugh through tears
What's the use of all this money
We live sadder lives than poor people
 
  • 1. In Bulgarian, this phrase has a couple of layers. The word for 'win' and 'earn' in Bulgarian is the same, so more precisely, it would mean that you lose a lot when you get rich.