It all has started yesterday, when I wasn’t able to find any translations of some Russian songs for the Halloween plug.
I sometimes play Russian songs on Plug.Dj, so I’ll be uploading translations here.
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"Dead Anarchist" - The King And The Joker
An old blind mage was walking in the woods at night
He poured out a magical elixir on the cemetery
And there was one thing he said “What I’ve done…”
Hoy!(been said a few times)
The dead were rising from their graves,
Crawling out from everywhere, going nuts>
Loudly screaming, breaking everything apart<
Were ripping their own flash
People had disliked this place
Cause only bastards were buried here
All of them had been drinking vodka and being cursed for the whole of their lives
Among the bastards, there was an artist
In a leather coat - Dead Anarchist
He shouted out “Hoy!”
The chew fell of
He was leading the dead
The dead broke into the village wildly,
Their scary faces appeared in the lights.
They were fighting and kicking off heels
Broke into houses
People took axes and pitchforks
Tried to bay the dead into their graves
But they weren’t strong enough for that
Corpuses can’t be killed!
Among the bastards, there was an artist
In a leather coat - Dead Anarchist
He shouted out “Hoy!”
The chew fell of
He was leading the dead
He had a perified “f–k” on his hand
And a pirate flag in his pocket
Zombies have been screaming for the whole night:“Hoy!
We, the anarchists, are not evil people!”
/solo/
What a nympholepsy! Without any warning
They’ve attacked a little boy, scared him a lot
Were laughing and punching
and making the boy to dance a pogo
Women were screaming as loudly as they were able to
And the farmers ran away in a horror.
The dead were dying, rising again.
Laughing at the people.
Among the bastards, there was an artist
In a leather coat - Dead Anarchist
He shouted out “Hoy!”
The chew fell of
He was leading the dead
He had a perified “f–k” on his hand
And a pirate flag in his pocket
Zombies have been screaming for the whole night:“Hoy!
We, the anarchists, are not evil people!”
At his life, the artist was a funny man.
Was willing to drink sometime
The morning helped the farmers
The sun has burnt the corpuses in a half-an-hour.
But at a silent night
Someone in a basement shouted out
“Hoy!”
"Mein Herz Brennt" - Rammstein
The lyrics are from this site
Well sweet children, pay attention closely
I’m the voice out of the pillow
i’ve brought something for you
i’ve ripped/teared it out of my brest
with this heart i’ve got the power
to extort the eyelids
i sing till the day wakes up
a bright glimpse by the firmament (not sure if this is the english word for that as well…)
my heart is burning
they come to you by night
demons, ghosts, black fairies
they crawl out of the shaft of the cellar/basement
and will see (not stand?? that it is “stehen” and not sehen"?") under your bedding
Well sweet children, pay attention closely
I’m the voice out of the pillow
i’ve brought something for you
a bright glimpse by the firmament
my heart’s burning
my heart’s burning
they come to you by night
and steal your small hot tears
they wait until the moon wakes up
and press them in my cold veins
well sweet children, pay attention closely
i’m the voice out of your pillow
i sing untill the day wakes up
a bright glimpse by the firmament
my heart’s burning
"Sorcery-man's Doll" - The King And The Joker
A dark ad creepy corridor
I’m walking silently , like a thief
Breathing carefully, not to scare away
Those, who has been sleeping for a long time now
Those, who care
Into whose room I want to peek in
To see…
How the insomnia changes your face at night, unsociable one
Whose ideas are you enslaved into?
Why do you have to hunt people?
There’s a cross on my chest,
Take a look on it.
What can it change in you?
I’ve read a lot of books,
Seen a lot of focuses,
Don’t you even try to hide your secrets from me!
I’ve seen it!
How the insomnia changes your face at night, unsociable one
Whose ideas are you enslaved into?
Why do you have to hunt people?
I’m very sorry , that you
Hadn’t listened to me that time
When I’ve said that a new friend of yours
Wasn’t just like everyone else.
You’d stayed alone with him,
But you didn’t know anything about him
You didn’t care, that he’s dangerous for everyone
And you found yourself…
With a real sorcery-man
He dragged a lot of girls like you
Now he can control you,
like a doll at night
All of this looks like a nightmare
And it’s dangerous for me to say here!
"Damned Old House" - The King And The Joker
There’s an old house in an old park.
The windows are banned, and it’s always dark in there
I was trying to say
“There’s no creatures on Earth”
But at the very moment, there has been
A terrible voice in the dark
A voice in the dark
The light hurts me
I’d better stay in the dark
For many years, the food is only thing I dream about
It’s so tight for me here
And there’s one thing I dream about,
To have my freedom at last,
Chew through my old rotten house
Damned old house
Once there was an old man,
He died. He was terribly evil and blind.
Nobody remembered him since that cold winter
His neighbors didn’t bury him.
They took some boards.
Decided to block the doors and windows…
The light hurts me
I’d better stay in the dark
For many years, the food is only thing I dream about
It’s so tight for me here
And there’s one thing I dream about,
To have my freedom at last,
Chew through my old rotten house
Damned old house
And locals stay away from this place
The superstitious keep talking
“This place is haunted”
