梶芽衣子 (Meiko Kaji) - 怨み節 (Urami Bushi)(Zenkyoku Shu) | Текст песни

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怨み節 urami bushi - проклятая песня

花よ綺麗とおだてられ
咲いてみせればすぐ散らされる
馬鹿なバカな馬鹿な女の怨み節

運命哀しとあきらめて
泣きをみせればまた泣かされる
女おんな女なみだの怨み節

憎い口惜しい許せない
消すに消えない忘れられない
尽きぬつきぬ尽きぬ女の怨み節

夢よ未練と嗤われて
覚めてみせますまだ覚めきれぬ
女おんな女ごころの怨み節

真赤なバラにゃトゲがある
刺したかないが刺さずにゃおかぬ
燃えるもえる燃える女の怨み節

死んで花実が咲くじゃなし
怨み一筋生きて行く
女おんな女いのちの怨み節

Meiko Kaji - Urami Bushi (Блюз моей злобы)

Hana yo Kirei to, Odaterare,
Saite Mitanara, Sugu Chirasareru.
Baka-na, Baka-na,
Baka-na On'na no... Urami-bushi.

Sadame Kanashi to, Ariramete,
Naki-wo Misereba, Mata Nakasareru.
On'na, On'na,
On'na Namida no... Urami-bushi.

Nikui, Kuyashii, Yurusenai.
Kesu ni Kesenai, Wasure-rarenai.
Tsukinu, Tsukinu,
Tsukinu On'na no... Urami-bushi.

Yume yo Miren to, Warawarete,
Samete-misemasu, Mada Same-kirenu.
On'na, on'na,
On'na-gokoro no... Urami-bushi.

Makka-na Bara nya, Toge ga Aru.
Sashitaka-naiga Sasazu'nya-okanu.
Mo'eru, Mo'eru,
Mo'eru On'na-no... Urami-bushi.

Shinde Hanami ga, Sakuja Nashi,
Urami Hito-suji, Ikite-yuku.
On'na, On'na,
On'na Inochi no... Urami-bushi.
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/Translation: My Grudge Blues/

You're beautiful, you're the flower, he praises you.
But if you bloom, he will get you scattered.
Stupid. So stupid.
I go so stupid singin' my grudge blues.

You can accept your pitiful fate.
But when you cry, he'll make you cry more.
Women, oh women,
It's women's tears that makes my grudge blues.

I hate you. Full of regret, never forgiven.
Try to erase my memory, but cannot forget you.
It never ends, never,
It never ends, 'cause that's my grudge blues.

They say it's a dream, embers of one-sided attachment,
laughing at you.
So you decide to wake up, but fear to be fully awake.
Women, oh women,
Women's soul beats on my grudge blues.

Crimson roses have its sharp thorns.
Don't wanna hurt you, but have to stab you with my thorn.
Burning, it's burning,
It keeps on burning within my grudge blues.

No flower would bloom on my dead body.
So I will live along hanging on my grudge.
Women, oh women,
My woman's life belongs to my grudge blues.