Текст и перевод песни Tomáš Klus - Jaroslava

Jaroslava

Všimni si, jak se lidi ztrácej,
Jak každej mele tu svou.
A když se pak domů vracej,
Na zádech nesou si světla stíny a vítr ve vlasech.
Je to jiný, když člověk ztrácí dech.
Je to jiný, ze slunce ke kořenům cesta je dlouhá.

Prosím, pište si, že se to nevyplácí
Zapomenout na starý časy
A nový účesy, furt stejní funebráci.
Nejde se hnout, nejde se hnout.
Hluboko do kapes a někde ve mně země
Z tebe složená, je z tebe složená.
Tútudutúudu...

Reklamní spoty na prošlapaný boty.
Důvod je prostý, nakrmte hosty
A pak utíkejte, smějte se do kamer.
Na povel zatleskejte a hezky se tu mějte.
Já sám dám se ti, počítej do tisíce
A potom zmizím všem cizím lidem.
A sami sobě zbydem a sami sobě zbydem.

A jako paní Jaroslava, říkám, marná je sláva.
Lidi jsou jenom lidi a on to vidí a on to vidí,
On to časem sklidí.

Všimni si, na obloze ptáci
Zamávaj' křídly a pak v mracích se ztrácí.
Tak nějak stejně, jako když vedle tebe vstávám.
Ztraceni vprostřed pouště, jak jsme si slíbili.
Hlavně se neopouštět, hlavně má milá
Zbyly z velký části jen mý kusy lásky
A dva dlouhý dopisy.
Kousek od cílový pásky jsem roztrhán na kusy.

A jako paní Jaroslava, říkám, marná je sláva.
Lidi jsou jenom lidi a on to vidí a on to vidí,
On to časem sklidí.

Jaroslava

Notice how people get lost,
How each one of them is talking their talk.
And when they're finally getting back home,
They're carrying the lights and the shadows and the wind in their hair on their backs.
It's different, when a person is losing their breath.
It's different, the way from the sun to the roots is long.

Please, write down that it doesn't pay off
To forget about old times
And new hairstyles, still the same undertakers.
It is impossible to move, impossible to move.
Deep into the pockets and somewhere inside me the earth
Composed of you, it is composed of you.
Toot-toot-toot-toot...

Ad spots for worn-out shoes.
The reason is obvious, feed the guests
And then run away, laugh into the cameras.
On command, applaud and have a good time here.
As for me, I'll give myself to you, count to a thousand
And then I'll disappear from all those strangers.
And we'll be left to ourselves and we'll be left to ourselves.

And as Mrs. Jaroslava, I say, glory is in vain.
People are just people and he sees it and he sees it,
He'll reap what he sows in due time.

Look, the birds in the sky
Flap their wings and then disappear in the clouds,
Just like when I'm getting up next to you.
Lost in the middle of the desert, like we promised each other.
The main thing is not to leave each other, especially, my darling,
All that's left of a big part is just my pieces of love
And two long letters.
Just before the finish line I was torn to pieces.

And as Mrs. Jaroslava, I say, glory is in vain.
People are just people and he sees it and he sees it,
He'll reap what he sows in due time.