Sima Martausová - Červené Polia - traduction des paroles en anglais

Paroles et traduction Sima Martausová - Červené Polia




Červené Polia
Crimson Fields
Tajne o mne vieš,
You secretly know about me,
Zoznamy pred bohom,
Lists before God,
Pýtaš sa, kde som,
You're asking where I am,
V tieni za rohom.
In the shadows around the corner.
Vo svojom svedomí
In your conscience
Kryješ niekoho,
You're hiding someone,
Kľud prestal tlieť,
Calm has ceased to flicker,
Ďalej nemohol.
Could go no further.
Á á á á ...
Ah ah ah ah ...
Z falošného bozku tvoríš
From a false kiss you create
Falošný svet z vosku
A false world of wax
A on horí
And it burns
A on zhorí.
And it will burn out.
Postavil si stenu,
You built a wall
Dúfajúc, že ťa nedoženú,
Hoping they wouldn't catch up with you
Myšlienky sťa psi,
Your thoughts like dogs
Keď sám so sebou si.
When you're alone with yourself.
Pre tie červené polia
For those crimson fields
Chcelo sa zmilovať nebo,
Heaven wanted to take pity,
Orly si slobodu volia
Eagles choose freedom
Niekedy len medzi sebou.
Sometimes just among themselves.
Pre tie červené lesy,
For those crimson forests,
Chceli sa skloniť aj hory,
Even mountains wanted to bow
Ticho tak potichu bolí.
Silence hurts so quietly.
Pre tie červené polia
For those crimson fields
Chcelo sa zmilovať nebo,
Heaven wanted to take pity,
Orly si slobodu volia
Eagles choose freedom
Niekedy len medzi sebou.
Sometimes just among themselves.
Pre tie červené lesy,
For those crimson forests,
Chceli sa skloniť aj hory,
Even mountains wanted to bow
Ticho tak potichu bolí.
Silence hurts so quietly.





Writer(s): Sima Martausova


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