Dalszöveg fordítások

Kinniku Shōjo Tai / King-Show - 詩人オウムの世界 (Shijin Aum no Sekai) dalszöveg fordítás angol nyelvre


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The World Of Poet Aum

'A long, long time ago'
 
A poet who hated the world
Lived deep in the woods
For a girl who died young
He wrote verses
 
Those words flew in the wind
Out of the woods, falling in the town
Turning into a flutter of butterflies
 
The flutter of butterflies
Covered the sky In a purple colour
Every person who was touched by the purple
Lost their minds
The frightened people banished the poet
Leaving the woods, the poet went to the sea
And got on a boat
 
Aum (Aum)
With my eyebrows shaved off
Aum (Aum)
Without rest on a crescent moon night
Aum (Aum)
I'll write a poem
Aum (Aum)
A poem about my hatred for the world
 
'The poet washed ashore in a small island
A dog, a cat, a bat, and a clown
Welcomed him
 
'I hate everything in this world
I hate, hate it so much
I want to set what's left of everything
on fire with my words
Please help me out'
 
But, the frightened clown secretly reported this
And the poet was shot dead by police
 
That night, the dog barked, 'woof woof'
The cat meowed, 'meow meow'
And the bat was silent
There was nothing left to say'
 
But those words flew in the wind
Reaching several towns
Turning into flutters of butterflies
 
Aum (Aum)
The poet's body
Aum (Aum)
Crossed the ocean to a northern country
Aum (Aum)
By a fisherman of that country
Aum (Aum)
The poet was respectfully buried.
 


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2021.03.08.

I will not forget my faith

I will not detach from Jesus’s love
Even if being threatened by persecution and sword
I will bear the hardship with love
In order to keep the Holy faith alive.
 
Neither life, nor death, neither power
Nor present and future events
And neither heights nor depths
Can separate me from your love My Lord.
 
I will not forget my faith,
I will not deny My Lord,
I will carry this cross on my shoulder
Until I join Jesus.
 
I will not forget my faith,
I will not deny My Lord,
I will carry this cross on my shoulder
Until I join Jesus.
 
Until the last drop
Of my blood
I will practice your faith My lord
For the rest of my life,
I will never forget you my dear Jesus.
 
I will not forget my faith,
I will not deny My Lord,
I will carry this cross on my shoulder
Until I join Jesus.
 
I will not forget my faith,
I will not deny My Lord,
I will carry this cross on my shoulder
Until I join Jesus.
 
2021.03.08.

I'm Confused

Versions: #1
I can not love again
I can't screw a woman whom I don't love
Let's try if you want to
There is no end because there just isn't
There is no cure to loneliness
 
I'll have a request, let's just get used to it
I'm confused
I don't know about you people
I can't put up with the problems of a woman whom I don't love
Let's try if you want to
Ahh many have troubles none is without one
There is no point in whining
I'll have a request, let's just get used to it
 
Oh I'm getting flustered
I can't listen to problems or solutions
I'm afraid to get married
No baby I just can't
 
Oh I'm getting flustered
I can't listen to problems or solutions
I'm afraid to get married
No baby I just can't
 
Actually it was my bad since the beginning
Remember when I told you that I'd change if you wanted
Off lies and lies I can't change even if you wanted
I'll ask one last time let's go mad if you want
 
2021.03.08.

I don't want to die

Mom, I don't want to die
I want to see if even me, I can do something good
Before the end
There are still many things that I have to understand
I still got mistakes to do
And new places to discover
 
Mom, I don't want to die
I still got too much microphones ready that are waiting for me
I'll still have a billion rhymes
I've drunk too much beer
I've got too much things to do
And if I die I hope that the grass that I keep between the books will not be smoky
I've still things to say
I still have the nightmares and devils behind the death that call
But I still want to have fun
I still have too much important movies that I want to watch
I still have the biggest dreams
I still have too much girls that I want to fuck
I still want to be heard
Even if inside I'll always have something that depresses me and represses me
Which forces me to stay still, only to suffer
Like the rocks on the sea
Like the rain falls on the coffins
I'm still thirsty, I'm still hungry
Mom, I swear I'll make you a son
I'll right away buy him some Nike and a camouflage vest
I know he'll be the coolest of the kindergarten
Hold him, look at him and put the mirror on his face
Forget everything and imagine that, in the end, I won
 
Mom, I don't want to die
Look at me, I vomit bile
I still don't really know what I want
But I know that I still have to suffer, yeh, yeh
I have still too much style
I still have a brain that is full of ideas
And a heart that is full of thorns
I still have bullets in my riffle
I still don't believe in love
For me, it's just an illusion
Like summer on the april's mornings
We are dancing in a minefield, avoiding the mines
Mom, I don't want to die
 
2021.03.08.

Are you busy?

I need you to come to me.
The length of estrangement between you and I are straining me.
Are you busy or you don't want me?!
Oh, my night ... Oh, my night
 
You ask me what is wrong with you?
Staying up late invades my eyes.
If it really matters you.
Never leave my hands.
 
I stay up and wait for you,
and in your name, I perfumed my self.
 
How long I will be patient?!
In how long I will be patient?!
The age is passing by,
and the situation is unpleased.
 
Longing is increasing in me
I need you to come to me
I want you, never to be absent from me
Come to me and don't leave me
Oh, my night ... Oh, my night
 
Absent from me for a while,
When will my heart return to me ?!
Passion and longing,
Reached the highest rate.
Desiring a call,
and desire for a response.
 
I need you to come to me.
The length of estrangement between you and I are straining me.
Are you busy or you don't want me?!
Oh, my night ... Oh, my night