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A Rainy Night In Paris


It's a rainy night in Paris,
And the harbour lights are low,
He must leave his love in Paris,
Before the winter snow;
On a lonely street in Paris,
He held her close to say,
"We'll meet again in Paris,
When there are flowers on the Champs-Elysees..." "How long" she said "How long,
And will your love be strong,
When you're across the sea,
Will your heart remember me?..." Then she gave him words to turn to,
When the winter nights were long,
"Nous serons encore amoureux,
Avec les couleurs de printemps..." "And then" she said "And then,
Our love will grow again,"
Ah but in her eyes he sees,
Her words of love are only words to please... And now the lights of Paris,
Grow dim and fade away,
And I know by the lights of Paris,
I will never see her again...



یک شب بارانی در پاریس

 

امشب، شب بارانی ای در پاریس است،

و نورهای بندرگاه کم درخشش شده است،

او باید عشقش را در پاریس ترک کند

قبل از اینکه برفهای زمستانی باریدن بگیرند،

 

در یک خیابان تنها در پاریس،

او را نزدیک خود گرفته و می گوید:

"ما دوباره در پاریس همدیگر را خواهیم دید،

زمانیکه گلها در Champs-Elysées   می رویند.

 

دخترک پرسید :

 "چقدر طول می کشد؟ چقدر؟

و آیا عشقت قوت خواهد داشت؟

آیا زمانی که در طول دریا سفر می کنی

قلبت مرا به خاطر خواهد آورد؟"

 

سپس دخترک کلماتی را برای زمانیکه

شبهای زمستان طولانی هستند را نثارش کرد:

 

"Nous serons encore amoureux,

Avec les couleurs de printemps..."

 

ما دو باره همراه با رنگهای بهاری عاشق هم خواهیم شد.

 

و سپس گفت:

" عشق ما دوباره رشد خواهد کرد"

ولی او در چشمان دخترک دید که

کلمات عاشقانه او فقط جهت دلگرمی هستند

و حالا چراغهای پاریس؛

تیره شده و ناپدید می گردند

 

و من از اشاره این چراغ ها می فهمم

که هرگز او را دوباره نخواهم دید.

+ نوشته شده در  چهارشنبه بیست و هشتم تیر 1385ساعت 12:12  توسط نیلوفر | 

قطاراسپانیایی ترانه ای است که مبارزه خدا و شیطان را جهت تسخیر ارواح مردگان به نمایش می گذارد. شیطان و خداوند جهت به دست آوردن روح هر فردی که می میرد قمار می کنندو... 

Spanish Train

There's a Spanish train that runs between
Gualdaqivir and old Seville.
And at dead of night the whistle blows,
And people hear,
she’s running still.

And then they hush their children back to sleep,
lock the doors, upstairs they creep.
For it is said that the souls of the dead,
fill that train -
ten thousand deep!!

Well a railway man lay dying, 
with his people by his side.
His family were crying, 
knelt praying before he died.

But above his bed
just a-waiting for the dead,
was the Devil with a twinkle in his eye.
“Well God’s not around,
and look what I've found,
This one's mine!!"

Just then the Lord Himself appeared
in a blinding flash of light.
And shouted at the devil,
”Get the hence to the endless night!!"

But the devil just grinned,
and said, " I may be sinned,
but there’s no need to push me around.

I got him first
so you can do your worst,
He’s going underground!”

“But I think I'll give you one more chance,"
said the devil with a smile.
“So throw away that stupid lance,
It’s really not your style."

“Joker is the name, Poker is the game,
we’ll play right here on this bed!
And then we'll bet for the biggest stakes yet;
The souls of the dead!”

And I said,
"Look out, Lord, He’s going to win,
The sun is down and the night is riding in.
That train is dead on time, 
many souls are on the line,
Oh, Lord he's going to win!"

Well the railway man cut the cards,
and he dealt them each a hand of five.
And for the Lord was praying hard,
for that train he'd had to drive…

Well, the devil had three aces and king.
And the Lord, 
He was running for a straight.
He had a queen and the knave 
and a nine and ten of spades,
All He need was the eight…

And the Lord called for more card,
But He drew the diamond eight,
And the devil said the Son of God,
“I believe you’ve got it straight".

So deal me one, 
for the time has come to see,
who will be the king of this place.

But as he spoke, form beneath his cloak,
He slipped an other ace…

Ten thousand souls was the opening bid,
And soon went to on fifty-nine.
But the Lord didn't see what the devil did,
And He said, " that suits me fine."

“I’ll raise you high, to hundred and five, 
and forever put an end to your sins!"

But the devil let out a mighty shout,
"My hand wins!"

And I said, "Lord, oh Lord, you let him win,
The sun is down and the night is riding in.
That train is dead on time, 
many souls are on the line,
Oh Lord don't let him win…”

Well that Spanish train still runs between,
Guadalquivir and old Seville,
and at the dead of night the whistle blows,
and people fear, 
she’s running still…

And far away in some recess,
The Lord and devil are now playing chess.
The devil still cheats and wins more souls,
And as for the Lord, 
well, 
He’s just doing his best….

And I said,
"Lord, oh Lord, you’ve got to win,
The sun is down and the night is riding in.
That train is still on time, 
oh my soul is on the line...
Oh Lord, you’ve got to win…”


Chris de Burgh
Spanish Train and Other Stories, 1975

+ نوشته شده در  شنبه بیست و چهارم تیر 1385ساعت 12:8  توسط نیلوفر | 


Hips Don't Lie

Ladies up in here tonight
No fighting, no fighting
We got the refugees up in here
No fighting, no fighting

Shakira, Shakira

I never really knew that she could dance like this
She makes a man want to speak Spanish
Como se llama, bonita, mi casa, su casa
Shakira, Shakira

Oh baby when you talk like that
You make a woman go mad
So be wise and keep on
Reading the signs of my body

And I'm on tonight
You know my hips don't lie
And I'm starting to feel it's right
All the attraction, the tension
Don't you see baby, this is perfection

Hey Girl, I can see your body moving
And it's driving me crazy
And I didn't have the slightest idea
Until I saw you dancing

And when you walk up on the dance floor
Nobody cannot ignore the way you move
your body, girl
And everything so unexpected - the way
you right and left it
So you can keep on taking it


I never really knew that she could dance like this
She makes a man want to speak Spanish
Como se llama, bonita, mi casa, su casa
Shakira, Shakira

Oh baby when you talk like that
You make a woman go mad
So be wise and keep on
Reading the signs of my body

And I'm on tonight
You know my hips don't lie
And I am starting to feel you boy
Come on let's go, real slow
Don't you see baby asi es perfecto

Oh I know I am on tonight my hips don't lie
And I'm starting to feel it's right
All the attraction, the tension
Don't you see baby, this is perfection
Shakira, Shakira

Oh boy, I can see your body moving
Half animal, half man
I don't, don't really know what I'm doing
But you see to have a plan
My will and self restraint
Have come to fail now, fail now
See, I am doing what I can, but I can't so
you know
That's a bit too hard to explain

Baila en la calle de noche
Baila en la calle de dia
Baila en la calle de noche
Baila en la calle de dia

I never really knew that she could dance like this
She makes a man want to speak Spanish
Como se llama, bonita, mi casa, su casa
Shakira, Shakira

Oh baby when you talk like that
You know you got me hypnotized
So be wise and keep on
Reading the signs of my body

Senorita, feel the conga, let me see you
move like you come from Colombia

Mira en Barranquilla se baila asi, say it!
Mira en Barranquilla se baila asi

Yeah
She's so sexy every man's fantasy
a refugee like me back with the Fugees
from a 3rd world country
I go back like when 'pac carried crates for
Humpty Humpty
I need a whole club dizzy
Why the CIA wanna watch us?
Colombians and Haitians
I ain't guilty, it's a musical transaction
No more we do snatch ropes
Refugees run the seas 'cause we own our
own boats

I'm on tonight, my hips don't lie
And I'm starting to feel you boy
Come on let's go, real slow
Baby, like this is perfecto

Oh, you know I'm on tonight and my
hips don't lie
And I'm starting to feel it's right
The attraction, the tension
Baby, like this is perfection

No fighting
No fighting

+ نوشته شده در  شنبه بیست و چهارم تیر 1385ساعت 11:58  توسط نیلوفر | 
 
صفحه نخست
پست الکترونیک
آرشیو
درباره وبلاگ
این وبلاگ به ترجمه اشعار ترانه های خواننده های معروف نظیر کریس دی برگ، سارا کانر، سلن دیون، لورنا مک کنیت، ایس آف بیس و ... می پردازد.
همانطور که می دانید پرنسس دایانا شخصی مردمی و بسیار دلسوز و مهربان بود و هرگز از کمک به مردم دریغ نمی ورزید. کسانی که زنگینامه این شخصیت ممتاز را مطالعه فرموده اند حتما با من هم عقیده می باشند.
مرگ ناگهانی و ساختگی ایشان تاثر افراد بسیاری را برانگیخت به طو ریکه "التون جان " در سوگ ایشان ترانه " شمعی در باد" را خواندند که بسیار مورد استقبال قرار گرفت.
من هم به یاد پرنسس دایانا نام وبلاگم را با عنوان این ترانه مزین ساختم.

پیوندهای روزانه
حس تازه
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