Rough translation for few non-estonians that might like this song: No more sweat nor tears left, alone spastically you mess around on the bed and waiting for the one that would edit... no, the one that delivers the lives Your forehead is stigmatized and covered in flames Sir Glen Benton You scream without making a sound, because everything has been screamed already - trainspotting Renton You would take them all if you could, but you take only one and the cheap one at that Amor won't come with bow and arrow no more, but with sword and a spear Straight from his palm like a pigeon you eat Everything is foul and ugly, obscene But to swim into time that is named night, is delirious torture though tomorrow will be nice Buried in shit is your milieu cause haze is falling on face and you will never be shown the dream of Martin or Kendrick Our country is full of these bogies, crossed bones, the land of shadows You know, that the man is done, when he weepily yells for his mother There has been too much of this, but there will be more Bloody cuffs, in the headboard the demons are kissing Neutrum satan, Leviathan, Rogers Nelson, Janis Joplin Laagna Lomka, dead Romka, from Sõle right behind the Kopli Taxi from Tondi, one more folder, random sex, Subutex You can't carry this shit alone, so you'll make others like yourself Hunchback gets fixed by the grave, hunchback gets fixed by the grave, Would only get fixed by the grave? This is plague, this is death, this is our pestilence. Hunchback gets fixed by the grave, Would hunchback only get fixed by the grave? Would only get fixed by the grave? This is the real Estonian Song!
Letra no queda ni sudor ni lagrimas, a solas espasmódicamente en lecho te estas revolcando y esperas para el uno, quien trajinaria.. no, el uno, quien las vidas trafica tu frente esta estigmatizada y en llamas - Sir Glen Benton Sin voz estás gritando porque todo ya está gritado - Renton de Transpotting tu tomarias todos esos si podrías, te llevas solo uno y ese barato, Amor no vienes con un arco y flecha no mas, pero con una espada y lanza Directamente de su palma de mano como un paloma comes, todo es tan obsceno y asqueroso, obstsöön. A nadar el tiempo llamada noche, es una tortura insano, sii, mañana seraa schön Enterrado en mierda esta su ambiente porque al cara esta caendo un empaña y nunca te se muestra los sueños de Martin o Kendrick Nuestros pais esta lleno de tales fantasmas, huesos cruzados, tierra de sombras sabes que se acabó el hombre cuando aullando por ayuda él se grita "madre" todo eso demasiado ha sido, pero aun mas será, mangas ensangrentadas, en cabacera demonios besando Neutrum satán, leviatán, Rogers Nelson, Janis Joplin, Lomka de Laagna, Romka muerto, desde Sõle directamente a Kopli, desde Fantasma de Taxi, mas un pliego, sexo casual, Subutex, a solas esa mierda no puedes llevar, haces otras como eres tu. Un jorobado la tumba fijará, un jorobado la tumba fijará Realmente solo la tumba fijará? Eso una plaga, un muerto, es una epidemia de nos todos Un jorobado la tumba fijará Si un jorobado la tumba fijará Si realmente fijará solo la tumba? ¡Esta es esta verdadera canción de Estonia!
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Rough translation for few non-estonians that might like this song:
No more sweat nor tears left,
alone spastically you mess around on the bed
and waiting for the one that would edit...
no, the one that delivers the lives
Your forehead is stigmatized and covered in flames
Sir Glen Benton
You scream without making a sound,
because everything has been screamed already -
trainspotting Renton
You would take them all if you could,
but you take only one and the cheap one at that
Amor won't come with bow and arrow no more,
but with sword and a spear
Straight from his palm like a pigeon you eat
Everything is foul and ugly, obscene
But to swim into time that is named night, is delirious torture
though tomorrow will be nice
Buried in shit is your milieu
cause haze is falling on face
and you will never be shown the dream
of Martin or Kendrick
Our country is full of these bogies, crossed bones, the land of shadows
You know, that the man is done, when he weepily yells for his mother
There has been too much of this, but there will be more
Bloody cuffs, in the headboard the demons are kissing
Neutrum satan, Leviathan, Rogers Nelson, Janis Joplin
Laagna Lomka, dead Romka, from Sõle right behind the Kopli
Taxi from Tondi, one more folder, random sex, Subutex
You can't carry this shit alone,
so you'll make others like yourself
Hunchback gets fixed by the grave,
hunchback gets fixed by the grave,
Would only get fixed by the grave?
This is plague, this is death,
this is our pestilence.
Hunchback gets fixed by the grave,
Would hunchback only get fixed by the grave?
Would only get fixed by the grave?
This is the real Estonian Song!
Esimest korda kuuldes tõmbas silmad märjaks, tõeline meistriteos ja oluline sõnum.
üksi sa kanda ei suuda seda sitta teed teised enda sugusteks
deep...
Eesti elu....
julm
issand mis sa Mauno lauluga oled teinud :O
Letra
no queda ni sudor ni lagrimas, a solas
espasmódicamente en lecho te estas revolcando
y esperas para el uno, quien trajinaria.. no, el uno,
quien las vidas trafica
tu frente esta estigmatizada y en llamas -
Sir Glen Benton
Sin voz estás gritando porque todo ya está gritado -
Renton de Transpotting
tu tomarias todos esos si podrías,
te llevas solo uno y ese barato,
Amor no vienes con un arco y flecha no mas,
pero con una espada y lanza
Directamente de su palma de mano como un paloma comes,
todo es tan obsceno y asqueroso, obstsöön.
A nadar el tiempo llamada noche, es una tortura insano,
sii, mañana seraa schön
Enterrado en mierda esta su ambiente
porque al cara esta caendo un empaña
y nunca te se muestra los sueños de Martin
o Kendrick
Nuestros pais esta lleno de tales fantasmas, huesos cruzados, tierra de sombras
sabes que se acabó el hombre cuando aullando por ayuda él se grita "madre"
todo eso demasiado ha sido, pero aun mas será,
mangas ensangrentadas, en cabacera demonios besando
Neutrum satán, leviatán, Rogers Nelson, Janis Joplin,
Lomka de Laagna, Romka muerto, desde Sõle directamente a Kopli,
desde Fantasma de Taxi, mas un pliego, sexo casual, Subutex,
a solas esa mierda no puedes llevar, haces otras como eres tu.
Un jorobado la tumba fijará, un jorobado la tumba fijará
Realmente solo la tumba fijará?
Eso una plaga, un muerto,
es una epidemia de nos todos
Un jorobado la tumba fijará
Si un jorobado la tumba fijará
Si realmente fijará solo la tumba?
¡Esta es esta verdadera canción de Estonia!