Текст и перевод песни Daniel Landa - My Se Zlobime!

My Se Zlobime!

My se zlobíme! - text
My se zlobíme! My se zlobíme! My se zlobíme!
Nikde žádná voda, za to strhne se tu maso!
My už pěníme. Kdo tu vodu prodal?
Došly všechny zbytky zásob!
My se pomstíme, my se pomstíme!

Viník se pomalinku hledá,
Je v této síni, to si není třeba namlouvat.
Pánové, utéct už se nedá.
Vládce je povolání, nedá se vycouvat.

Illa, Aren:
Zdá se, že Strig zmizel i s knížkou...

... Jazykem starých orků rozmotá zauzlení.
Máme co dělat s chytrou liškou.

A já bych padal, občané jsou rozezlení.

My se zlobíme!
Nikde žádná voda, za to strhne se tu maso!
My už pěníme. Kdo tu vodu prodal?
Došly všechny zbytky zásob!
My se pomstíme, my se pomstíme!

Dav se též stává bestií.

Když vášně vzplanou, zabijí!

Nezbývá nic jiného, než vyrazit na cestu.

Kam?

Do chrámu Gryfů. Pro ten kámen. Musíme ho získat a oživit.

Ale já nikam nejdu!

O tom ani neuvažuj.
Pět korun.

Illa, Aren:
Pět zemí.

Nekažte to, zeleňáku, nemáme jinou šanci!

Umřeš tak jako tak.
Nedělej z toho vědu.

Ale já bych teda ještě docela rád žil,
Jestli by to šlo...

Borgu!

Ano, pane premiére?

Sdělte lidem, že je miluji, a že se pro ně obětuji.
Odjíždím zařídit vodu.

Ne...

Ale ano! A pověřuji vás prozatimní vládou.
Po dobu mé nepřítomnosti přebíráte veškerou
Zodpovědnost. Gratuluji, pane.
A teď... Si jděte uklidnit ty masy!

Ne...

Ale ano! Mějte se tu, jak umíte!

Neeee!!!!

My už pěníme!
Nikde žádná voda, za to strhne se tu maso!
My se pomstíme! Kdo tu vodu prodal? Svině!
Došly zbytky zásob!
Kdo...

We're Angry!

We're angry! - lyrics
We're angry! We're angry! We're angry!
No water anywhere, but there's going to be a killin' here!
We're in a froth. Who sold the water?
We've run out of every last supply!
We'll get our revenge, we'll get our revenge!

The guilty party is searched for slowly,
He is in this hall, there's no need to pretend.
Gentlemen, you can't escape now.
Being a ruler is a calling, you can't back out.

Illa, Aren:
It seems that Strig has disappeared with the book...

... He will unravel the entanglement with the language of the ancient orcs.
We're dealing with a clever fox.

And I should be getting going, the citizens are getting angry.

We're angry!
No water anywhere, but there's going to be a killin' here!
We're in a froth. Who sold the water?
We've run out of every last supply!
We'll get our revenge, we'll get our revenge!

The crowd also becomes a beast.

When passions flare, they kill!

There's nothing left to do but set out on the journey.

Where to?

To the Gryphons' temple. For that stone. We have to get it and revive it.

But I'm not going anywhere!

Don't even think about it.
Five crowns.

Illa, Aren:
Five lands.

Don't ruin it, greenhorn, we have no other chance!

You're going to die anyway.
Don't make a fuss about it.

But I would still quite like to live,
If that's possible...

Borgu!

Yes, Prime Minister?

Tell the people that I love them, and that I am sacrificing myself for them.
I'm leaving to arrange for water.

No...

But yes! And I entrust you with the provisional government.
You will assume all
Responsibility for the duration of my absence. Congratulations, sir.
And now... Go and calm those masses!

No...

But yes! Have fun while you're here!

Nooooo!!!!

We're in a froth!
No water anywhere, but there's going to be a killin' here!
We'll get our revenge! Who sold the water? Bastard!
We've run out of all the supplies!
Who...