Paroles et traduction Byron - Melancolic

Melancolic

Timpul iute alearga
Când esti aici.
Când esti departe
Face pasi mici

Parca-as fi într-o gara
Cu trenuri zglobii,
Ce-mi rapesc prieteni
Si-i duc pe pustii

Se spune ca tigara, alcoolul şi boala
Îti fura din ani
De singuratate nu se spune nimic...

Ştiu c-avem sute de feluri
De mesaje ai-apeluri
Un hatis nesfârsit
Dar sunt cuvinte ce nu încap într-un plic
Prin cabluri lungi si satesi
Goniti de hoarde de gigabiti
Zâmbetul meu se pierde complet si moare
Printre comedii fotografii
Si virtuale elegii
Prezenta ta m-ar bucura mai tare

Pe strazile-nsorite
Sunt doar un trecator
O lacrima târzie
A unui melancolic nor

Amaru-ncet mi-l sorb
Pe-o terasa în calduri
Sunt un om fara probleme
Ai putea sa juri

Se spune ca tigara, alcoolul si boala
Îti fura din ani
De singuratate nu se spune nimic...

Stiu c-avem sute de feluri
De mesaje si-apeluri
Un hatis nesfârsit
Dar sunt cuvinte ce nu încap într-un plic
Prin cabluri lungi si sateti
Goniti de hoarde de gigabiti
Zâmbetul meu se pierde complet si moare
Printre comedii fotografii
Si virtuale elegii
Prezenta ta m-ar bucura mai tare

Melancholic

Time flies fast
When you're here.
When you're away
It makes short strides

I'm like in a station
With agile trains
That take away my friends
And lead them astray

They say that cigarettes, alcohol and illness
Steal away years from you
They don't talk about loneliness...

I know we have hundreds of ways
To message and call each other
An endless thicket
But there are words that don't fit in an envelope
Through long and vast cables
Driven by hordes of gigabits
My smile gets lost completely and dies
Amongst comedies photographs
And virtual elegies
Your presence would make me happier

On the sunlit streets
I'm just a passerby
A delayed tear
Of a melancholic cloud

I slowly sip it with bitterness
On a terrace in the heat
I'm a man without problems
You could swear

They say that cigarettes, alcohol and illness
Steal away years from you
They don't talk about loneliness...

I know we have hundreds of ways
To message and call
An endless thicket
But there are words that don't fit in an envelope
Through long and vast cables
Driven by hordes of gigabits
My smile gets lost completely and dies
Amongst comedies photographs
And virtual elegies
Your presence would make me happier