Текст и перевод песни Sima Martausová - Cirkus

Cirkus

Tatatáratarara, tatatáratarara
Odsúdená duša volá do davu
Na ľudí, čo jej nasadili zlatý veniec na hlavu.
Skúša zmeniť ešte tresty dané za skutky boľavé.
Sudca zvolal: "Nech sa stane!"
V tejto krutej oslave.
Cirkusanti ovešali šibenicu mašľami,
Aby duša nespoznala verdikt,
čo je do jej srdca vpísaný.
Toho, čo ju zradil katom,
Cez život ju zdobil zlatom.
Zvolila si zomrieť za to a teraz je spútaná.
Tatatáratarara, tatatáratarara
Tatatáratarara
Na uzly z lán sedí klaun a kŕdeľ vrán,
Svedomie ma natreté lakom z oboch strán.
Zákon. Pripravení kati chytia dušu do dlane,
Sudca vraví: "Nech sa stane!"
Všetky lístky vypredané.
Cirkusanti ovešali šibenicu mašľami,
Aby duša nespoznala verdikt,
čo je do jej srdca vpísaný.
Toho, čo ju zradil katom,
Cez život ju zdobil zlatom.
Zvolila si zomrieť za to a teraz je spútaná.
Tatatáratarara, tatatáratarara
Tatatáratarara
V dave sa cíti stratená.
Toto je zákon.
Sudca zvolal: "Mlč!"
Odsúdená na trest smrti,
Veď na hlave máš veniec,
čo odnímu ti už len kati.
Cirkusanti ovešali šibenicu mašľami,
Aby duša nespoznala verdikt,
čo je do jej srdca vpísaný.
Tatatáratarara, tatatáratarara
Tatatáratarara
Tatatáratarara, tatatáratarara

Circus

Tat-ta-ta-ta-ta, tat-ta-ta-ta-ta
A condemned soul calls out to the crowd
To the people who placed a golden wreath on her head.
She tries to change the punishments given for painful deeds.
The judge exclaimed: "Let it be!"
In this cruel celebration.
The circus performers hung ribbons on the gallows,
So that the soul may not recognize the verdict,
Which is inscribed in her heart.
He who betrayed her as an executioner,
Throughout her life he adorned her with gold.
She chose to die for it and now she is bound.
Tat-ta-ta-ta-ta, tat-ta-ta-ta-ta
Tat-ta-ta-ta-ta
On the knots of the ropes sits a clown and a flock of crows,
My conscience is painted with varnish on both sides.
Law. Ready executioners seize the soul by the hand,
The judge says: "Let it be!"
All tickets are sold out.
The circus performers hung ribbons on the gallows,
So that the soul may not recognize the verdict,
Which is inscribed in her heart.
He who betrayed her as an executioner,
Throughout her life he adorned her with gold.
She chose to die for it and now she is bound.
Tat-ta-ta-ta-ta, tat-ta-ta-ta-ta
Tat-ta-ta-ta-ta
She feels lost in the crowd.
This is the law.
The judge exclaimed: "Silence!"
Sentenced to death,
After all, on your head you wear a wreath,
Which only the executioners will take away from you.
The circus performers hung ribbons on the gallows,
So that the soul may not recognize the verdict,
Which is inscribed in her heart.
Tat-ta-ta-ta-ta, tat-ta-ta-ta-ta
Tat-ta-ta-ta-ta
Tat-ta-ta-ta-ta, tat-ta-ta-ta-ta