its very nice song! can someone translate into english and write the song in latin letters???
thanks a lot!!!!!
its very nice song! can someone translate into english and write the song in latin letters???
thanks a lot!!!!!
Hmm, that's one of my first translations, so it's not very good...
Lyrics
To sistima
Den pai pio kato piasame pato
pu 'se re Stelio, pu 'se re Strato
gemis' o topos tragudistakia
pu 'hun gia prika idia stihakia
Tora na dume pos tha sothume
vlepume mono ke den akume
vgazun pedakia dihos talenta
idia ikona, idia patenta
Ki aftus tus pseftikus kerus
to sistima mu ftei
pu kani protus pali aftus
pu itan teleftei
Ke san evesthito pedi
parapono me piani
pu ginan tosi i kinedi
ta lamogia ki i rufiani
Ke na thimase sistima
astia de sikono
se kathe su olisthima
ego tha su ta hono
Ela adelfe mu, vres to sukse mu
afentiko mu paragoge mu
ehune gnomi asheti gliftes
ki etsi pername diskoles nihtes
Pseftes kifines kante kobines
vgalte tragudia gia ligus mines
de ti gustaro ti musiki sas
ute to stiho tis epohis sas
Ki aftus tus pseftikus kerus
to sistima mu ftei
pu kani protus pali aftus
pu itan teleftei
Ke san evesthito pedi
parapono me piani
pu ginan tosi i kinedi
ta lamogia ki i rufiani
Ke na thimase sistima
astia de sikono
se kathe su olisthima
ego tha su ta hono
Ke na thimase sistima
astia de sikono
se kathe su olisthima
ego tha su ta hono
Translation
The system
It doesn’t go lower; we’ve reached the bottom
Where are you Stelios, where are you Stratos
The place is full of little (insignificant) singers
That they have for dowry the same verses
Now to see how we’ll save ourselves
We only see and we don’t hear
They sprout children without talents
The same image, the same patent
And in these false times
The system is responsible
Which makes first again them
Who they were the last
And as a sensitive boy
I feel pain
That they have become so many the homosexuals
The underhand and the pimp
And system you have to remember
I don’t bear jokes
In every slip (mistake)
I will judge you
Come my brother, find my hit
My boss, my producer
They have opinion irrelevant suckers
And for this we pass difficult nights
Liars, drones make rackets
Put out songs for some months
I don’t like your music
Neither the verse of your time
And in these false times
The system is responsible
Which makes first again them
Who they were the last
And as a sensitive boy
I feel pain
That they have become so many the homosexuals
The underhand and the pimp
And system you have to remember
I don’t bear jokes
In every slip (mistake)
I will judge you
And system you have to remember
I don’t bear jokes
In every slip (mistake)
I will judge you
Άνθρωποι τύχης είδωλον επλάσαντο, πρόφασιν ιδίης αβουλίης.
~Δημόκριτος~
Mia xara metafrasi einai....
It's a good job!
"Gilgamesh, where are you hurrying to?
You will never find that life for which you are looking.
When the gods created man they allotted to him death,
but life they retained in their own keeping"
Euxaristw, eisai eugenikos opws panta!...![]()
Άνθρωποι τύχης είδωλον επλάσαντο, πρόφασιν ιδίης αβουλίης.
~Δημόκριτος~