KAZKA — ПЛАКАЛА
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Врятуюсь від слів твоїх —
Буду ціла
За рік образ
Не складу
Ціну я
Горять
Мости горять
І сліз моря
Та знай —
Це гра моя
Менше слів
Більше діла
Врятую від стріл твоїх
Хоч би тіло
Загнав під лід
Не знайду
Душу я
Болить
Ой, як болить
І кров кипить
Та донька
Вже не спить
Менше слів
Більше діла
Поплакала і стоп!
Фіалка розцвіла
Засяяв день
Таємними знаками
І мама молода, й закохана мала
На кухні всі однаково плакали
Зотліла ніч, зранку все
Стало сіре
Знайти нові
Кольори
Мушу я
Лице
Умий дощем
Що треба ще?
Дай серцю
Під плащем
Менше слів
Більше віри
Поплакала і стоп!
Фіалка розцвіла
Засяяв день
Таємними знаками
І мама молода, й закохана мала
На кухні всі однаково плакали
Поплакала і стоп!
Фіалка розцвіла
Засяяв день
Таємними знаками
І мама молода, й закохана мала
На кухні всі однаково плакали
Поплакала і стоп!
Фіалка розцвіла
Засяяв день
Таємними знаками
І мама молода, й закохана мала
На кухні всі однаково плакали
Поплакала і стоп!
Фіалка розцвіла
Засяяв день
Таємними знаками
І мама молода, й закохана мала
На кухні всі однаково плакали
Translation from lyricstranslate.com:
I'll save myself from your words—will be intact
After a year of insults, I won't reduce the price
Burning, the bridges are burning, and there's a sea of tears
Just know, my game is less conversation and more action
I'll save at least my body from your arrows
You drove me under the ice, I can't find my soul
Hurts, it hurts so much, and the blood is boiling
The daughter sleeps no more—less conversation and more action
I've cried, and the violet has bloomed again
The day lit up with mysterious signs
And the young mother and the loving young one
Were all crying in the kitchen alike
The night burnt out, it became damp in the morning
I've got to find new colors
Wash your face with rain, what else to need?
And to the heart under the coat—less conversation and more faith
I've cried, and the violet has bloomed again
The day lit up with mysterious signs
And the young mother and the loving young one
Were all crying in the kitchen alike
I've cried, and the violet has bloomed again
The day lit up with mysterious signs
And the young mother and the loving young one
Were all crying in the kitchen alike
I've cried, and the violet has bloomed again
The day lit up with mysterious signs
And the young mother and the loving young one
Were all crying in the kitchen alike
I've cried, and the violet has bloomed again
The day lit up with mysterious signs
And the young mother and the loving young one
Were all crying in the kitchen alike
Буду ціла
За рік образ
Не складу
Ціну я
Горять
Мости горять
І сліз моря
Та знай —
Це гра моя
Менше слів
Більше діла
Врятую від стріл твоїх
Хоч би тіло
Загнав під лід
Не знайду
Душу я
Болить
Ой, як болить
І кров кипить
Та донька
Вже не спить
Менше слів
Більше діла
Поплакала і стоп!
Фіалка розцвіла
Засяяв день
Таємними знаками
І мама молода, й закохана мала
На кухні всі однаково плакали
Зотліла ніч, зранку все
Стало сіре
Знайти нові
Кольори
Мушу я
Лице
Умий дощем
Що треба ще?
Дай серцю
Під плащем
Менше слів
Більше віри
Поплакала і стоп!
Фіалка розцвіла
Засяяв день
Таємними знаками
І мама молода, й закохана мала
На кухні всі однаково плакали
Поплакала і стоп!
Фіалка розцвіла
Засяяв день
Таємними знаками
І мама молода, й закохана мала
На кухні всі однаково плакали
Поплакала і стоп!
Фіалка розцвіла
Засяяв день
Таємними знаками
І мама молода, й закохана мала
На кухні всі однаково плакали
Поплакала і стоп!
Фіалка розцвіла
Засяяв день
Таємними знаками
І мама молода, й закохана мала
На кухні всі однаково плакали
Translation from lyricstranslate.com:
I'll save myself from your words—will be intact
After a year of insults, I won't reduce the price
Burning, the bridges are burning, and there's a sea of tears
Just know, my game is less conversation and more action
I'll save at least my body from your arrows
You drove me under the ice, I can't find my soul
Hurts, it hurts so much, and the blood is boiling
The daughter sleeps no more—less conversation and more action
I've cried, and the violet has bloomed again
The day lit up with mysterious signs
And the young mother and the loving young one
Were all crying in the kitchen alike
The night burnt out, it became damp in the morning
I've got to find new colors
Wash your face with rain, what else to need?
And to the heart under the coat—less conversation and more faith
I've cried, and the violet has bloomed again
The day lit up with mysterious signs
And the young mother and the loving young one
Were all crying in the kitchen alike
I've cried, and the violet has bloomed again
The day lit up with mysterious signs
And the young mother and the loving young one
Were all crying in the kitchen alike
I've cried, and the violet has bloomed again
The day lit up with mysterious signs
And the young mother and the loving young one
Were all crying in the kitchen alike
I've cried, and the violet has bloomed again
The day lit up with mysterious signs
And the young mother and the loving young one
Were all crying in the kitchen alike
Comments (19)add comment
I'm thinking some phonetic lyrics would be helpful, so here they are.
VERSE 1
Vryatuyusʹ vid sliv tvoyikh, Budu tsila
I will save myself from your words, I will be intact
Za rik obraz ne skladu tsinu ya -- horyatʹ
After a year of insults, I won't reduce the price -- burning
Mosty horyatʹ, I sliz morya
The bridges are burning, and there's a sea of tears
Ta znay tse hra moya: Menshe sliv, bilʹshe dila
Just know my game: less conversation, more action
VERSE 2
Vryatuyu vid stril tvoyikh, Khoch by tilo
I'll save myself from your arrows, at least my body
Zahnav pid lid ne znaydu dushu ya -- bolytʹ
You drove me under the ice, I can't find my soul -- it hurts
Oy, yak bolytʹ, I krov kypytʹ
Oh, it hurts so much, and the blood is boiling
Ta donʹka vzhe ne spytʹ menshe sliv bilʹshe dila
The daughter sleeps no more: less conversation, more action
CHORUS
Poplakala i stop, fialka roztsvila
I cried and then I stopped, And the violet has bloomed again
Zasyayav denʹ tayemnymy znakamy
The day lit up with mysterious signs
I mama moloda, y zakokhana mala
And the young mother and the loving young one
Na kukhni vsi odnakovo plakaly
Were crying in the kitchen alike
VERSE 3
Zotlila nich, zranku vse, Stalo sire
The night burnt out, it became damp in the morning, It became gray
Znayty novi kolʹory mushu ya lytse
I've got to find new colors, I must have my face
Umyy doshchem shcho treba shche?
Washed away by the rain, what else is needed?
Day sertsyu pid plashchem, menshe sliv, bilʹshe viry
And to the heart under the coat: Less conversation, More action
(chorus)
(repeat chorus)
jhalfmoon wrote:
Agata Kristi - WTF ?
RIP Radio Paradise. Becoming a political platform now. "I support the current thing". Don't. Just don't. It's just too obvious, all this UKR stuff being played. Not that it's bad, but it's way too political. Why not play more Russian music too, if it's about the music? How about playing Agata Kristi, for example. There's so much good Russian music out there. Show your support for music, instead of politics.
Agata Kristi - WTF ?
Ugh, I thought the local rubbish radio was on for a moment. Then I realised it’s RP! Bit of a shock. Really? Just because it’s a Ukrainian band?
BTW I love the diversity of music here, all the left field ones, the not-so-loved ones, the Mongolian sounding song with the horse and all! This one just sounds mainstream and empty,
BTW I love the diversity of music here, all the left field ones, the not-so-loved ones, the Mongolian sounding song with the horse and all! This one just sounds mainstream and empty,
jhalfmoon wrote:
Stop it. Go some where else with your politics. This is a music platform.
And this is music - unless my ears are playing up. Looking through many many years of comments on hundreds of tracks I think you may be trying to shut the stable door after the horse has bolted.
Stop it. Go some where else with your politics. This is a music platform.
And this is music - unless my ears are playing up. Looking through many many years of comments on hundreds of tracks I think you may be trying to shut the stable door after the horse has bolted.
ruzzia is a Terrorist state!!!
jhalfmoon wrote:
Go away with your politics RP used to be about music. This is not going well.
lol. You must not have read the forum or song comments for the past 20 years. Lots of politics being shared here.
Go away with your politics RP used to be about music. This is not going well.
lol. You must not have read the forum or song comments for the past 20 years. Lots of politics being shared here.
nelamvr6 wrote:
Go away with your politics RP used to be about music. This is not going well.
Awesome to hear a Ukrainian band here! Slava Ukraini! Fuck Putin!
Go away with your politics RP used to be about music. This is not going well.
bezrecords wrote:
Geroyam Slava!
Stop it. Go some where else with your politics. This is a music platform.
Geroyam Slava!
Stop it. Go some where else with your politics. This is a music platform.
RIP Radio Paradise. Becoming a political platform now. "I support the current thing". Don't. Just don't. It's just too obvious, all this UKR stuff being played. Not that it's bad, but it's way too political. Why not play more Russian music too, if it's about the music? How about playing Agata Kristi, for example. There's so much good Russian music out there. Show your support for music, instead of politics.
Tippster wrote:
Geroyam Slava!
Slava Ukraini!
Geroyam Slava!
The song title means "She Cried" [ПЛАКАЛА = plakala]
What a great song! I love how RP always has great international music suggestions!
Awesome to hear a Ukrainian band here! Slava Ukraini! Fuck Putin!
First time I heard this band. Nice rhythm.
Thought it was Chaleur Humaine for a minute
Slava Ukraini!
Kazka on RP - wow, this is worth creating an account :)
Taking the opportunity to get the first comment on this song. :)
Aside from that, I'm liking it!
Aside from that, I'm liking it!
Ugh, I thought the local rubbish radio was on for a moment. Then I realised it’s RP! Bit of a shock. Really? Just because it’s a Ukrainian band?
BTW I love the diversity of music here, all the left field ones, the not-so-loved ones, the Mongolian sounding song with the horse and all! This one just sounds mainstream and empty,
You sound like your opinion is important. It's not, really.