Djordje Balasevic
Djordje Balasevic

Galicia перевод на Английский

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Djordje Balasevic - Galicia

Pred zoru je sa njine strane obicno muk
pod velom magle zvecka osmi kozacki puk
i svu noc mi inje kamuflira sinjel
uz polegli brest U inat cu i ovo pismo poslati
znam, ime i adresa nisu poznati
dok tikvan-postar ne skonta
ko to ceka sa fronta, kakvu dobru vest I tek da znas, ovo na slici je
naoko pitomi pejsaz Galicije
al' mira ni cas, sve zivo pali na nas
fotograf jedini metkove spara Oberst kao lud olovo rasipa
fotograf jedva katkad okine sa nasipa
na nadosloj Visli se soldati stisli
i svima su nam pomisli, daleko U sumrak je sa njine strane obicno zalDjordje Balasevic - Galicia - http://ru.motolyrics.com/djordje-balasevic/galicia-lyrics-english-translation.html
zatuzi adjinokaja k'o ranjeni zdral
al' postane krotka kad drmne je votka
onako na belo Pod mojom sapkom lavovi se baskare
u snu mi pletes beli sal za maskare
sva se pobrka predja kad te obgrlim s' ledja
kao violoncelo I tek da znas, mesec u zici je
zvone na vecernje zvona Galicije
i neka mi to ne uzme nebo za zlo
al' ti si jedino cemu se molim Brinucu vec ja, nemoj ti brinuti
ma, da sam 'teo, vec sam sto put mog'o ginuti
dok otice Visla, natraske, van smisla
i krecu jata pokisla, daleko

Английский перевод

Djordje Balasevic - Galicia (Английский перевод)

In the view of damn their side is silent.
8. brigade is jingling, hidden under fog.
And whole night long hoar is covering my overcoat
Beside the elm.

For spite, I am gonna send one more letter.
I know, name and address aren't known
Till the stupid postman realize
Who is waiting for a good news from war.

CHORUS:
Just know, this photo shows
Lovely landscape of the Galicia.
But we have no peace nor a second, everybody shoots on us,
Only the photographer is skimping the bullets.

Captain is spilling plumb (bullets) like madman.
Photographer on the bank fires off and on.
Soldiers are crouched everywhere around Wisla
And all our minds are far away.

In the view of twilight their side is sorrowed.Djordje Balasevic - Galicia - http://ru.motolyrics.com/djordje-balasevic/galicia-lyrics-english-translation.html
Adinokaya (Russian type of harmonic) is sad like wounded crane,
So then it becomes calmed when vodka take the controll over it,
Suddenly.

Lions are joying under my cap.
I see you knitting the white shawl in my dream.
And all the yarn got addled when I hugged you from the backside
Like a cello.

CHORUS:
Just know, the moon is full.
Galician nightbells are ringing.
Heaven, don't see it as an evil,
But she is the only thing that I am praying for.

I will care, don't you worry.
If I have wanted, I would already have been died hundred times
While the Wisla was flowing
And while wet clusters was flying to far away.

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