Wednesday, November 5, 2014

"Guys, there's none as that should be!" - My* Romani Song ©, 2014

* - Vladimir Vysotsky's Legacy

     

Yesterday, on November 4, 2014 I proudly joined American voting forces and this way I got my first experience of this kind. In the prediction of Changes, I have found and chose the song below before I left toward pool station of my choice (this is almost by Mikhail Zadornov, Russian humorist: because in America church is separated from state .., very most of the voter pools are located in churches of all imagined confessions ... I think, it seems potentially as a tribute or a respect to the U.S. Constitution, kind of.) So with a relief I chose my opportunity to take a ballot from my Fire Station and as such I done all with my citizen's duty and feeling of dignity.


There was a holiday in soul and wine was the same, my favorite, of a church taste, in accordance to my sole friend's legacy. So I completed translation in a good mood; I like it and I invite you to join Vladimir Vysotsky's world-wide heritage - that is true. I post it now, you know, Morning is wiser (especially if nothing distracted you from a rhythm of a soul). Enjoy!





Все не так ребята! - "Моя Цыганская"

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RGZwOoUy_HE


1
In my dream - yellow lights
And I wheeze when sleeping:
Wait, a little, wait, a little, -
Morning will be wiser!
But in the morning all's not so,
None of that enjo-o-o-yment, gee:
You're smoking fasting well
Or needs drinks - hangover, :-(

Припев_1:

Hmm, ya-a-ay, once
And one, more time
And so many, many,
Many, many times
And one, more time
Many more and many times

2
In taverns green table linen
Also whi-ite napkins
Paradise for bums and fools
I 'm the bird in cage then
In the church twilight and odor
Deacons smoke fran-kin-cense
No, in church it's not so well
All is not, as that is imaged.

Припев_2:

Hmm, ya-a-ay, once
And one, more time
And so many, many,
Many, many times
And one, more time
All is not, as that should be!

3
I'm climbing mountain
In accident precaution
On the top is growing alder
In the bottom che-e-erry-tree.
If only I could place here ivy
It would more than comfortable
Ya-ay, there shall be something else ..
All is not, as that is imaged.
Припев_2:

Hmm, ya-a-ay, once
And one, more time
And so many, many,
Many, many times
And one, more time
All is not, as that should be!
4
Well, I go into field, just along the river
There's a lot of light, but no god in presence
In the nice field are cornflowers
And so long one road
Along road there's forest
With those Ježibabas
In the end of that one road -
Sca-affold with axes.

5
Somewhere horses dance in bit
Not willing and reluctant
Along the road all's not right
All the more in its the end
Neither the church or the tavern
Nothing as of holy
No guys, all's not so well
Guys, there's none as it's imaged

Припев_3:

Hmm, ya-a-ay, once
And one, more time
And so many, many,
Many, many times
And one, more time
Guys, there's none as that should be!


By BORIS K'ZORIN,
the another last romantic ©, Los Angeles, CA 2014

http://wow4singingtranslations.blogspot.com


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ORIGINAL RUSSIAN LYRIC



1
В сон мне - желтые огни,
И хриплю во сне я:
- Повремени, повремени,-
Утро мудренее!
Но и утром всё не так,
Нет того веселья:
Или куришь натощак,
Или пьешь с похмелья.

Припев_1:

Да э-э-эх, раз,
Да еще раз,
Да еще много, много,
Много, много раз,
Да еще раз,
Еще много, много раз...

2
В кабаках - зеленый штоф,
Белые салфетки.
Рай для нищих и шутов,
Мне ж - как птице в клетке!
В церкви смрад и полумрак,
Дьяки курят ладан.
Нет! И в церкви все не так,
Все не так, как надо.

Припев_2:

Да э-э-эх, раз,
Да еще раз,
Да еще много, много,
Много, много раз,
Да еще раз,
Все не так, как | надо ...

3
Я - на гору впопыхах,
Чтоб чего не вышло.
А на горе стоит ольха,
А под горою вишня.
Хоть бы склон увить плющом,
Мне б и то отрада,
Хоть бы что-нибудь еще...
Все не так, как надо!

Припев_2:

Да э-э-эх, раз,
Да еще раз,
Да еще много, много,
Много, много раз,
Да еще раз,
Все не так, как | надо ...

4
Я тогда по полю, вдоль реки.
Света - тьма, нет бога!
А в чистом поле васильки,
Дальняя дорога.
Вдоль дороги - лес густой
С Бабами-Ягами,
А в конце дороги той -
Плаха с топорами.

5
Где-то кони пляшут в такт,
Нехотя и плавно.
Вдоль дороги все не так,
А в конце - подавно.
И ни церковь, ни кабак  -
Ничего не свято!
Нет, ребята, все не так,
Все не так, ребята!

Припев_3:

Да э-э-эх, раз,
Да еще раз,
Да еще много, много,
Много, много раз,
Да еще раз,
Все не так, ребята!


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