Ana Gabriel - No A Pedir Perdon (Каталина и Себастиян)
Ana Gabriel - No A Pedir Perdon
Bebiendo mi soledad yo te ame
Herias mis sentimentos y me marche
Se digo que no te quiero seria mentir
Pero prefiero ahora vivir sin ti ...
I've been trying to tell you something
But you never understand
I feel like we've been going 'round in circles
You look at me like I've become
A stranger on the streets, ...
lacuna coil - i won't tell you
I cannot tell you you're falling apart
Open your eyes if you wanna survive
I want to tell you your love is a lie
But I won't tell you, I won't tell you. ...
J’ai vu la pluie s’abattre sur moi
La neige aussi me bruler de froid
Mais tous les lendemains ne semblent pas si loin
J’ai vu la guerre, j’ai vu tomber les hommes
Et le ciel me dire la poussiere que nous sommes ...
All I wanted
Think of me when you're out, when you're out there.
I'll beg you nice from my knees...
When the world treats you way too fairly
it's a shame, I'm a dream. ...
Луиза Лабе (1520-1565) е френска поетеса от Лионския кръг, любовница на Оливие дьо Мани, поет от Плеядата. Авторка е на сонети, характеризиращи се с анти-петраркизма си. Съществува съвременна теория, според която, под нейното име всъщност са пишели мъже-феминисти:
Sonnet XXII
Las ! que me sert, que ...
Misguided ghosts
I'm going away for a while,
but I'll be back... don't try and follow me,
'cause I'll return as soon as possible.
See, I'm trying to find my place, ...
N'est elle de tous biens garnie? -- Шарл Орлеански
Принц Шарл Орлеански (1394-1463) е автор на много поеми спазващи изискванията на баладата и рондото. Опитах се да преведа едно негово рондо, което особено ми допада (както е прието, частта от рефрена, която не присъства в преписите, е в квадратни скоби):
N'est elle de tous biens garnie
celle que j'a ...
Sufjan Stevens - For the widows in paradise, for the fatherless in ypsilanti
Sufjan Stevens - For the widows in paradise, for the fatherless in ypsilanti
I've have called you children
I have called you son
What is there to answer
If I'm the only one ...
Theory Of A Deadman – So Happy
Put the bottle down, finally got something to say
Take another look around and find someone else to play
Needless to say that you’ve got problems
There’s no fucking way that I’m gonna solve them ...
Paramore – Let the flames begin
What a shame we all became such fragile, broken things.
A memory remains just a tiny spark.
I give it all my oxygen,
to let the flames begin ...
Quietus (Silent Reverie)
The culprit, you act before thinking
Caught in your ignorant sin
And lying to your own reflection
You thought you could hide ...
tristes esta noche
Пабло Неруда - Мога да напиша най-тъжните стихове тази нощ
Puedo escribir los versos más tristes esta noche.
Escribir, por ejemplo: "La noche está estrellada,
y tiritan, azules, los astros, a lo lejos. ...
Looking up
Things are looking up, oh finally!
I thought I'd never see the day when you smile at me.
We always pull through oh when we try.
I'm always wrong but you're never right. ...
Sabotage
It's sabotage now
I keep prayin' she'll leave me alone (Leave me alone)
But she keeps waitin' outside of my home
I've got an angel on the lest sayin' "Don't give in" ...
Panik – Wir geben’s zu
Immer wieder zieht’s an und vorbei,
aus dem Glashaus sehen wir nicht sehr viel,
sieh nach oben, Sterne stauben ein,
es ist fünf vor zwölf und wir sind dabei. ...
Feeling sorry
We still live in the same town, well, don't we?
But I don't see you around anymore,
I go to all the same places, not even a trace of you,
your days are numbered at 24. ...
Turn it off
I scraped my knees when I was praying
and found a demon in my safest haven, seems like
it's getting harder to believe in anything,
and just to get lost in all my selfish thoughts. ...
Jonas Brothers-Why
1.Try turn on my TV to get you out of my head
Feeling something deep inside that I just won't admit
It's not like I don't wanna commit (wanna commit)
I just don't why I can't stop feeling like this ...
Brick by boring brick
She lives in a fairytale, somewhere too far for us to find,
forgotten the taste and smell of the world that she's left behind.
It's all about the exposure the lens I told her.
The angels were all wrong now, she's ripping wings off of butterflies. ...