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Нічого не сталось, лиш пом'ята трава
Вирішила віддатись та не зналала як
Nothing was happened, just the herb was trampled
She decided to lost the virginity and did not know how
Нема ніц страшного і спідничка ціла,
Вирішила віддатись та не зналала як
There is nothing wrong and the dress is OK,
She decided to lost the virginity and did not know how
Запалала стріха, вигоріла дотла
І нема вже дівчини, якая була
The roof was burn and burnt to ashes
And there is no a girl that was earlier
Нічого такого: була не була
Але ж мама казали, щоб булала ціла...
Nothing was happened: to be or not to be -
But her Mom said that she must be a whole
Бувають такі ранки -
Сумно мені, млосно мені...
But such mornings happened - sadly to me
Badly inside me ...
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If I can have a solar sails
I want to flew to the place where can't the wings
Love is powerless to give me petals of the wings
Якби я мала сонячні вітрила,
Я б помайнула туди, куди не годні крила
Любов безсила, щоб дарувати мені пелюсток крила
In vain to looking magic power of the myths -
Nobody can not to hide from this world
Love is powerless to give me petals of the wings
Дарма шукала чарівних міфів силу -
Від цього світу сховатись неможливо
Любов безсила, щоб дарувати мені пелюсток крила
(Arbeit macht frei)
More of soldiers in a field where hemp ripen
Was felt like a hero, worthy of an entire army
More of then in that field was disappeared - only hemp on the graves:
Jimmy Hendrix, Janis Joplin will never not be young...
Не один у полі воїн, де коноплі достигають
Відчував себе героєм, вартим армії цілої
Не один в тім полі згинув - на могилах лиш коноплі:
Джиммі Хендрікс, Джаніс Джоплін вже не будуть молодими
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Змучений / So tired
05:25
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Ти йдеш на відстані розгорнутих долонь
Згортається, цей світ вертається
Ти йдеш на відстані розгублених думок
ти змучений, ти дуже змучений
Не називай мені своє ім'я
Не називай мені своє ім'я
Я його знаю - це моє ім'я...
Ти йдеш на відстані відчинених дверей
Всміхається цей світ всміхається
Ти йдеш на відтані розтрачених ідей
Ти змучений, ти дуже змучений.
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You come away at a distance of the deployed palms
Coagulates - this world is turns away
You come away with confusing thoughts
You are so tired, you're very tired...
Don't call your name to me, friend
Don't call your name to me, bro...
You come away at a distance of the opened doors -
Laughing... this world so mocking above You
You're come away at a distance of dissipated ideas
You are so tired, you're very tired...
Don't call your name to me, friend
Don't call your name to me, bro...
I know him - it's my name...
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Oldest Fartman (ENG)
Oldest Fartman
About sixty Years
He's thinking how to get end.
Oldest Fartman
About sixty Years
He's thinking how to get few years.
Oldest Fartman
About sixty Years
He's thinking how to get the young Vika
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Старий пердун (UA)
Років десь за шістдесят
Думає, як добути віку.
Старий пердун
Років десь за шістдесят
Думає, як здобути віку.
Старий пердун
Років десь за шістдесят
Думає, як здобути Віку.
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Suddenly, in Ukraine, we began to notice that life has changed around. And not for the better. Advertising, sales, logistics, merchandising, supervisors, prostitutes in kokoshnik on television, crap music from radio stations - all that was only foreign words before suddenly become the meaning of life most of my fellow citizens.
"There is no prophet in his own country" - they told us.
"If there is no prophet, there is no flock. Now we understand what it means - do not throw pearls before swine" - we answered. That's what about this song...
Something happened in the woods... (eng. translation)
Something happened in the woods -
These trees are sad,
Something happened in the woods
And sad I am.
Something happened in the woods
These flowers are dry,
And no one sings
And sad I am.
Only prints of the stores
On the showcases of my hands
These clouds so small
And the rain never will.
So quietly and lonely
And not a sound anywhere.
Something happened in the woods
These flowers are dry
And no one sings
And sad I am.
Only prints of the stores
On the showcases of my hands
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Twenty-four hours (ENG. translation)
Weaker your words than twenty-four hours
All highways are closed and all was lost sense
And the spiral of feelings was turned into
Many similar days.
And it may seem that the whole world died.
Because between you and heaven
Between you and heaven,
Between you and heaven, my baby,
I have chosen you.
Someone more transparent than glass -
I look at you through him.
And things are covered with a raincoat, and all folded
Newspaper articles from shame were red
And the morning had not yet arrived, but too late already ...
Because between you and heaven
Between you and heaven,
Between you and heaven, my baby,
I have chosen you.
All your gifts and miracles
Usual and seemed so small.
When everyday, then again Wednesday -
Window's between my weekends.
Everyone decides for himself,
When the spring will come!
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Двадцять чотири години
Слабші твої слова, ніж двадцять чотири години,
Всі хай-веї закрито і втрачено сенс.
І спіраль почуттів розійшлася
У довгі однакові днини.
І може здаватись, що світ весь помер.
Бо між тобою і небом
Між тобою і небом,
Між тобою і небом, доню,
Я вибрав тебе.
Хтось прозоріший скла –
Я дивлюся на тебе крізь нього.
І речі накриті плащем, і складено все,
Газетні статті від сорому стали червоні
І ранок іще не настав, та пізно уже...
Бо між тобою і небом
Між тобою і небом,
Між тобою і небом, доню,
Я вибрав тебе.
Всі твої дарунки і дива
Звичні і здавалися дрібними.
Що не день, то знову середа –
Вікна між моїми вихідними.
Кожен вирішує сам,
Коли настане весна!
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Сreole woman (Eng.Translation)
Or it's a stone grated calluses on my leg,
Or it's Creole Woman stepping on foot
Trifle's tears as grains of flax
rolling down like a drops of glue
I don't believe more to myself
I can't peacefully sleep
I don't know what more important for young man:
to be beheaded or something to do
Maybe the wind got into a pocket;
Maybe the mouse torn a hole in the jacket ...
In my head, like handfuls of hops -
thoughts fermenting from sad to unfunny ...
I don't believe more to myself
I can't peacefully sleep
I don't know what more important for young man:
to be beheaded or something to do
Not enough light
In your eyes,
sun of Your eyelids in precipice now
And the second morning
We are strangers.
And for a breakfast -
Just poems ...
чи то камінь намуляв ногу
чи креолка стала на неї
сльози дрібно, як зерна льону
котяться долі краплями клею
я собі не вірю більше
я не можу спокійно спати
я не знаю шо для легіня важливіше
бути стятим чи щось утнути
Замало світла
В твоїх очах,
Запало сонця
Твоїх повік
І другий ранок
Ми чужі,
І на сніданок –
Вірші...
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Who are you?
Who you are?
Do you know your real name
What can you do?
What do you want from life?
Eh? Eh? Eh?
Tell me
Can you answer my question
Whither You goest
And with whom you eat and with whom you
Sleep? Sleep? Sleep?
Who are you?
Who are you?
Who are you?
Who are you?
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Nameless (UA, Ternopil) Тернополь, Ukraine
Nameless (UA, Ternopil) works out since February, 1992 and still alive :)
Players: Sweetlana Forlove - Vocal/Harmonica, Zoryan Bezkorovajny - guitar/, Roman Bozjko - drums, Yaroslav Drozdovsky - bass
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