Ballada o Hugo i Zielarce

Zgodba Amerike: Od Bostončkov do Ustave Yankee Doodle Vse se je začelo v Bostonu, Čaj so zmetali v vodo, kot da nič ni grozno! Britanci so besneli, davki niso šli skozi, Kolonisti pa so peli: "Hej, svoboda je tu!" Jankee Doodle, vzet’ ne boš nas, Bomo svobodni, to je naš čas! Ustava je tu, pravila so naša, Ne bo več kraljev, demokracija je prva klasa! Potem je prišel Jefferson, in pisal je prav, Deklaracijo svobode – o, kako dragocen dar! Vse so spravili na papir, to je bil res hit, Sedaj smo svobodni, ameriški duh je lit. Jankee Doodle, vzet’ ne boš nas, Bomo svobodni, to je naš čas! Ustava je tu, pravila so naša, Ne bo več kraljev, demokracija je prva klasa! Potem so še Ustavo pisali, črko po črko, Pravice, svoboščine, da bo vse prav lepo. Zbrali so se možje, pametni in kleni, Da ljudstvu vladajo zakoni in ne kraljevi geni! Jankee Doodle, vzet’ ne boš nas, Bomo svobodni, to je naš čas! Ustava je tu, pravila so naša, Ne bo več kraljev, demokracija je prva klasa! Dodali smo amandmaje, ne štejejo na prste, Svoboda govora, vero, in druge zvrsti. Smo nacija velikih sanj, od morja do morja, Ameriški sen živi, kot prava svoboda! Jankee Doodle, vzet’ ne boš nas, Bomo svobodni, to je naš čas! Ustava je tu, pravila so naša, Ne bo več kraljev, demokracija je prva klasa!

Elf kleine Dorfis, fröhlich und keck, laufen durch den Wald, da geht was schief, oh Schreck! Die Werwölfe schleichen herum, der erste fällt um, jetzt sind’s nur noch zehn – und nur der Seher nimmts den Wölfen krumm! Zehn kleine Dorfis, keiner weiß mehr, wer ist böse, wer gut? Hach ist das schwer Es wird abgestimmt, doch keiner ist sich sicher, der Werwolf greift zu – wie ein scharfer Zwiebelkicher!* über diese Stelle musste ich so lachen, dass ich es einfach nicht verändern wollte Neun kleine Dorfis, die Hexe hat geheilt Ihr Wissen sie mit den anderen teilt. Die Dorfis glauben, sie haben einen guten Plan, doch niemand schaut den Seher genauer an Acht kleine Dorfis, einer wird laut, „Ich bin’s nicht!“ und doch fällt er – als Opfer des Spiels, ganz schlicht! Im letzten Atemzug drückt er ab - denn einer hats übertrieben Der Wolf fällt um, da warens nur noch sieben Sechs kleine Dorfis, der Kreis wird enger, wer ist ein Flohfänger? Der Beklagte schwört, er sei gut! Und überlebt den Lynch, dank royalem Blut Fünf kleine Dorfis, sie flüstern sich heimlich zu, wer ist der Werwolf, bist es etwa du? Das Spiel ist ruhig, die Spannung steigt, was ist er nun, Sunny es uns zeigt Vier kleine Dorfis, blicken sich um, die Werwölfe siegten, das Spiel ist nun stumm. „Nächstes Mal sind wir schlauer!“, ruft das Dorf voll Mut, Jeder gemeinsam lacht – und alles bleibt gut!“

[Verse] Underneath the ancient trees we gather all around Voices of the ancestors echo through the ground Feet stomp on the sacred soil spirits come alive In the heart of the jungle we dance and we thrive [Verse 2] Moonlight paints the forest with its silver glow Shadows twist to embrace the fire's warm flow Leaves rustle secrets in a language we know Drums pound our heartbeat as the night starts to grow [Chorus] Under the canopy where the wild ones run free We sway to the rhythm of the wind through the leaves Whispers of the past in the rustling breeze In the heart of the Savannah we're at ease [Verse 3] Nature's choir sings in a primal tongue From the tiniest insect to the loudest lung Harmony in chaos as the night slips away With the dawn's first light we greet a new day [Bridge] Mystic symbols drawn in the dirt and ash With each mark a story as ancient as the flash Of lightning in the sky that will guide our path Through the trials and the joy through the moments of wrath [Chorus] Under the canopy where the wild ones run free We sway to the rhythm of the wind through the leaves Whispers of the past in the rustling breeze In the heart of the Savannah we're at ease

[Verse 1] Yo, I’m the Bard of Avon, master of the pen, I spin tales of love, death, and kings among men. Your Odyssey’s a slog, my plays light the stage, While your Greeks still bicker, I steal the age! To be or not to be? I’m destiny’s chooser, Your heroes fell flat, I’m the real plot-twister. With iambic pentameter, I slay and I sever, Face it, blind bard, my legacy’s forever! [Verse 2] The epic flows eternal, my words ignite the spark, Your rhymes may be fancy, but they lack a hero’s mark. From Troy to Ithaca, I’ve sailed every sea, Your pretty little sonnets can’t compete with me! Achilles brought fury, Odysseus brought wit, Your Hamlet just sulks, and Macbeth throws a fit. You’re trapped in your theater, bound to the stage, While my verses conquer time, history, and age! [Verse 3] Your heroes? Overrated! Just brutes with big swords, I craft complex minds, you just rhyme simple chords. Hamlet’s introspection, Lear’s tragic despair, Your gods play games while my truths lay bare! I painted the Globe, your epics were spun, But no one cares now, your heyday is done. So sit back, Homer, let the Bard take control, I’ve mastered the heart, and I’ve mastered the soul. [Verse 4] You claim to master hearts, but I move the divine, The Muse herself blesses every one of my lines. From Olympus to Hades, I’ve charted the course, While your dramas are footnotes, mine shape the source. Your kings wear crowns, but my warriors wore scars, My epics defined glory, your stories chase stars. So bow to the father, your hubris won’t last, In this clash of the titans, I’ve buried the past! [Verse 5] A plague on your house, you ancient old ghost, Your verses are stale; I’ll drink to that toast. From Verona to Venice, my words still inspire, While your tales of Troy flicker, dimmed in the fire. [Verse 6] Your rhymes may amuse, but they’ll crumble in time, My legends are eternal, pure rhythm and rhyme. So bow, little playwright, the Greeks own this fight, The bard is forgotten; Homer’s flame burns bright!

[Verse] Castle walls whisper with ancient lore, Swords clash, knights hit the floor, In the courtyard, where the black roses grow, Dark ages, where the cold winds blow. [Verse 2] Scrolls of wisdom in a dusty crypt, Kings and queens in a power trip, Seers foretold of the dragon's wrath, Medieval nights in a bloodbath. [Chorus] Raise the banners, let the trumpets call, In the great hall, where the shadows fall, Armor clinks, through the ancient halls, Epic battles, in the torch-lit walls. [Verse 3] Moonlit rituals in the forest deep, Warrior's oath that forever keep, Hidden treasures in the castle keep, Guarded secrets that no one can peep. [Bridge] Minstrels sing of hero's plight, Tales of valor in the dead of night, Alchemy lab with a flickering light, Potions brewed for the final fight. [Verse 4] Knights' armor glistens in dawn's first ray, On the hill where the fallen lay, Heroes rise in the break of day, Medieval game that the wise ones play.

[Verse] घाम लाग्दा उभिएर आएँ गाउँको बाटो मुटु मेरो रमायो सपनाहरू साथ लिई। [Verse] पेपालको तीस भित्र फूलेका तिमीला सम्झेर फर्किएँ घरको बाटो नेलाहरूको गीत गुञ्जियो। [Chorus] हे त्यो बटौले गाया सुनसान एक्लै छ र अन्जुलीमा सजाए तिमीलाई सम्झेर रस्। [Verse] किसानको खेतमा सिञ्चित्त पायलको हल्ला मकैको गुलियो गन्ध सपना जस्तै मलाई। [Verse] पहाडको त्यो घाट लामो बाटो छ हाम्रो घरको ढोका खुल्यो साँझ परेर आयो। [Chorus] हे त्यो बटौले गाया सुनसान एक्लै छ र अन्जुलीमा सजाए तिमीलाई सम्झेर रस्।

[Verse] Sunrise whispers through the trees Golden light on fallen leaves Morning dew on a spider's weave Nature's song we all believe [Verse 2] Crickets chirp in the morning mist Silent symphony can't resist Breeze so soft it's nature kissed In this moment we exist [Chorus] Listen to the meadow's voice Hear the stream and feel the choice Life is here in all its poise In its rhythm we rejoice [Verse 3] Birds awake in harmony Sing their love song wild and free Forest hums an ancient plea Echoes through eternity [Bridge] Every leaf tells stories old Mountain tales in whispers told Silent hearts they too unfold In this world of green and gold [Chorus] Listen to the meadow's voice Hear the stream and feel the choice Life is here in all its poise In its rhythm we rejoice

[Verse] Хаан Өгөдэйн байгуулсан Хаадын нийслэл нутаг минь Автай хааны залж ирсэн Гомбогүр бурхан шүтээн минь [Verse 2] Монголын түүхийн гэрчлэгч Түүхийн хуудас бичигдсэн Эртний хүчирхэг эзэнт гүрэн Өвгөд дээдэс шүтсэн [Chorus] Хангай нурууны төгсгөлийн Толгод дундын чимээ Ромын Папад илгээсэн Ховор нандин үзмэртэй [Verse 3] Өнөд хайрлан явахсан Эрдэнэт орон нутаг минь Үзэсгэлэнт уулсын орчлонд Үнэнч шүтэц залсан [Chorus] Хангай нурууны төгсгөлийн Толгод дундын чимээ Ромын Папад илгээсэн Ховор нандин үзмэртэй [Bridge] Хаадын мөргөлийн үндэс Түүхийн гүндэн нуугдаж Үлмэдэгдэм үзэсгэлэн Нийслэл нутаг асрагч

[Verse] Main Krishna banan chahundi Murli hath vich rakhdi Maa meri pag banave Mor pankh nu sajave [Verse 2] Raati taare nu ginddkan Sapne vich aa jaave Bhor pande da din suhava Chamakdi ve jogan banave [Chorus] Radha diyan galiyaan gawan Chhoti Radha naal khedan Main Krishna banan chahundi Murli hath vich swedan [Bridge] Saheliyan masti karan Gillan suni da naal raha Mela vich naach ke Sohniye da rang chadheya [Verse 3] Pal pal vich jhamke ho jaave Jeevan khushiyan naal bhar jaave Gulab choone nun malee si Mehak vich rang bhare jaave [Chorus] Radha diyan galiyaan gawan Chhoti Radha naal khedan Main Krishna banan chahundi Murli hath vich swedan

It’s way too early, but we’re up and loud, The coffee’s brewing, we’re making you proud! The wind’s a-blowing, it’s cold as ice, But we’re here to make your morning nice! The Morning Peak, we’re the first to rise, With snow on the ground and coffee in our eyes! We’re not here to judge, just here to play, And tell you what’s going down today! The deer are crossing the road, no surprise, And Blake’s still wondering if he’s seen the sunrise! Sara’s laughing, Blake is still a mess, But she’s got the news, and we’re feeling blessed! The Morning Peak, we’re the first to rise, With snow on the ground and sleep in our eyes! We’re not here to judge, just here to play, And tell you what’s going down today! So roll out of bed, shake off that snooze, We’ve got the jokes and the morning news! Wyoming mornings, we’ve got the cure, The Morning Peak’s here

The traffic’s more moose than it is cars, We’re up early—catching all the stars! The Morning Peak, we’ve got your back, From the snowy roads to the moose-packed track. Blake’s still snoozing, can’t find his gear, But we’re all up together, and the coffee’s here! Skiing’s great when you can get through the snow, But in Pinedale, you never know! Fake cowboys walkin' around with flair, But when it snows, they’re nowhere to be found—anywhere! The Morning Peak, we’ve got your back, From the snowy roads to the moose-packed track. Blake’s still snoozing, can’t find his gear, But we’re all up together, and the coffee’s here! So grab your boots, let’s hit the day, The Morning Peak’s here

[Verse] Under the stars we softly tread Moonlight dancing round your head Whispers rise in the cool night air Tell me secrets if you dare [Chorus] Moonlit whispers calm our souls Heartbeats steady like a drum roll Silent night but voices blend In the silence we find friends [Verse] Shadows flicker by the candle’s glow In your eyes A world I want to know Gentle breeze through willow trees Take my hand and sail with ease [Chorus] Moonlit whispers calm our souls Heartbeats steady like a drum roll Silent night but voices blend In the silence we find friends [Bridge] Footprints fading in the sand Waves will wash them off the land Yet our whispers still remain Echoes in the lullaby plain [Chorus] Moonlit whispers calm our souls Heartbeats steady like a drum roll Silent night but voices blend In the silence we find friends