Баллада о городе - Михаил Боярский Übersetzung ins Englische

Баллада о городе

Komejun nijaleli ek pari rani,
utaralele tond dola sutalele pani ||2||
rojchech aahe sare kahi aaj nahi
mafi kashi magu pori mala tond nahi
zopetach gheto tula aaj mi kushita
nijatach tari pan yeshila khushita
sangayachi aahe majha sanulya phula
damalelya babachi hi kahani tula...
la.la la la la, la.la la la la... ||2||
Aat-paat nagarat gardi hot bhari
ghamaghum raja kari local chi wari ||2||
roj sakalis raja nighatana bole,
goshta sagayache kaal rahuniya gele
jamalech nahi kaal yene mala jari
aaj pari yenaar mi veletach ghari
swapanatlya gava madhe maru mag pheri
kharya khurya pari sathi goshtitali pari
bandhin mi thakalelya hatancha jhula
damalelya babachi hi kahani tula...
la.la la la la, la.la la la la... ||2||
Offisat ushira mi asato basun
bhandavale doke gele kamat budun
taas taas jato khaal mane ne nighun
ek ek diva jato haluch vijun
ashaveli kai sangu kai kai vate
athava sobat pani dolyatun date
vatate ki uthuniya tuja paas yave
tujhyasathi mi punha lahaan he vhave
ugachach rusave ni bhandave tujhashi
chimukale khel kahi mandave tujhashi
Udhalat khidalat bolshil kahi
baghatana bhaan mala uranaar nahi ||2||
hasuniya ugachach oradel kahi
durunach apalyala baghanari aai
tari suddha doghe jan danga mandu asa
kshana kshana var thevu khodkar thasa
sangayachi aahe majha sanulya phula
damalelya babachi hi kahani tula...
la.la la la la, la.la la la la... ||2||
Damalya payane jevha yeil jambhaiee
mau-mau doodh bhat bharvel aai
gosta aikala mag yeshil na ashi
savari cha ushi hun maau majhi kushi
kushi majhi sangat aahe aaik bala kahi
sadodit jari ka mi tujha paas nahi
jeu makhu nhau khau ghalto na tula
aai pari veni-phani karto na tula ||2||
tujha sathi aai pari bab pan khula
tow hi kadhi gup chup radato re bala
sangayachi aahe majha sanulya phula
damalelya babachi hi kahani tula...
la.la la la la, la.la la la la... ||2||
Bolkya madhe luk-luklela tujha pahila daat
ani pahilyadhach ghetlas jevha mau bhaat
aai mhanya adhi suddha mhanli hotis baba
rangat-rangat ghetlas jevha gharacha tu taba
lutu-lutu ubha rahat taklas paool pahila
door cha pahat rahilo fakta, javalcha pahaichach rahila
Asa gelo aahe bala pura adkun
halli tula zopetach pahato durun ||2||
asa kasa baba dev lekarala deto
lavakar jato ani ushirani yeto
balpan gele tujhe guj nisatun
ure kai tujha majha onjhali madhun
jari yete othi tujha majhasathi hase
najaret tujha kahi anolkhi dise
tujha jagatun baba harvel ka ga?
mothepani baba tula athavel ka ga? ||2||
sasurala jata jata umbarathya madhe
babasathi yeil ka pani dolyamadhe?...
la.la la la la, la.la la la la...||2||
la.la la la la, la.la la la la...||2||

City Ballad

The pigeons took flight in the early morning,
leaving dew drops on the leaves, a glistening warning. ||2||
Everything seems different, not like yesterday,
I seek forgiveness, but words fail to convey.
I see you today, all dressed up and smiling,
happiness blooms within you, beguiling.
My little flower, I have a story to tell,
about your clumsy father, listen well...
la.la la la la, la.la la la la... ||2||
In the city's hustle and bustle, life takes its toll,
locals create chaos, losing control. ||2||
Every morning, the newspaper screams of tragedies,
stories to be told, of life's complexities.
If tomorrow doesn't come for me, my dear,
know that I cherish every moment we hold here.
In my dream village, I long to roam once more,
sharing stories with friends, like in days of yore.
I'll build you a swing with my weathered hands,
about your clumsy father, who understands...
la.la la la la, la.la la la la... ||2||
Sitting late at the office, lost in thought,
colleagues head home, their workdays fought.
Every hour feels like a heavy sigh,
each flickering light, a lullaby.
Some share their woes, some stay quiet and low,
while others find solace in the moon's soft glow.
The wind whispers, urging me to come near,
to be young again, with you, my dear.
Your brothers, though mischievous and bold,
will play quiet games, stories yet untold.
They talk of jumping, of dreams taking flight,
but the garden's embrace keeps them grounded tight. ||2||
Laughing, they tease and play with glee,
while mother watches from afar, you see.
Both of them, mischievous hearts intertwined,
testing their limits, leaving worries behind.
My little flower, I have a story to tell,
about your clumsy father, listen well...
la.la la la la, la.la la la la... ||2||
When darkness fell and sleepiness drew near,
mother would feed you milk and rice, my dear.
Listening to stories, you wouldn't want to leave,
mother's happiness, a treasure I believe.
My happiness lies in hearing your sweet voice,
don't be sad if I'm not with you by choice.
Even if I'm away, I won't forget your face,
mother will braid your hair with love and grace. ||2||
With you, mother and father both feel free,
sometimes we hide and seek, can't you see?
My little flower, I have a story to tell,
about your clumsy father, listen well...
la.la la la la, la.la la la la... ||2||
Your first hidden tooth, a precious little gem,
and the first time mother fed you rice, I remember them.
Mother used to call you 'baba' with love and care,
and how you'd paint the house with colors rare.
You stumbled and rose, taking your first steps,
the distant path awaits, with challenges it kept.
Time flies, my child, growing up so fast,
happiness reaches you, shadows surpassed. ||2||
How does God give and take away with ease,
leaving in the evening, returning with the breeze.
Your childhood fades, secrets tucked away,
will you fly from my lap someday?
If you come back, laughing with me once more,
your eyes will hold a wisdom I adore.
Will your world make your father disappear?
Will your memories of me become unclear? ||2||
As you leave for your new home, hand in hand,
will your father still be there, to understand?...
la.la la la la, la.la la la la...||2||
la.la la la la, la.la la la la...||2||