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Tu desira plu oscuria

You Want It Darker par Leonard Cohen

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traduida par George Boeree

Si tu es la sperdor,
Me ta evita la jua
Si tu es la sanor,
Me ta rompe e coxea
Si de tu es la gloria,
De me es la vergonia
Tu desira plu oscuria
Nos ta mata la flama

If you are the dealer,
I’m out of the game
If you are the healer,
It means I’m broken and lame
If thine is the glory
then mine must be the shame
You want it darker
We kill the flame

Grandida, santida,
Va es tua nom
Vilida, crusida,
En la forma de un om
Milion candelas arde
Per la aida cual veni nunca
Tu desira plu oscuria

Hineni, hineni [¹]
Me es preparada, mea dio

Magnified, sanctified,
Be thy holy name
Vilified, crucified,
In the human frame
A million candles burning
For the help that never came
You want it darker

Hineni, hineni
I’m ready, my lord

On ave un amor en la nara
Ma la nara resta tal
Un canta de cuna per sufri
E un paradox per culpa
Ma lo es scriveda en la libro
Lo no pote es negada
Tu desira plu oscuria
Nos ta mata la flama

There’s a lover in the story
But the story’s still the same
There’s a lullaby for suffering
And a paradox to blame
But it’s written in the scriptures
And it’s not some idle claim
You want it darker
We kill the flame

Los ordina la prisonidas
E la gardores punta sua armas
Me luta con alga demones
Los ia es burjes e domada
Me no ia sabe ce me es permeteda
Per mata e per feri
Tu desira plu oscuria

Hineni, hineni
Me es preparada, mea dio

They’re lining up the prisoners
And the guards are taking aim
I struggled with some demons
They were middle class and tame
I didn’t know I had permission
to murder and to maim
You want it darker

Hineni, hineni
I’m ready, my lord

Grandida, santida,
Va es tua nom
Vilida, crusida,
En la forma de un om
Milion candelas arde
Per la ama cual nunca veni
Tu desira plu oscuria
Nos ta mata la flama

Magnified, sanctified,
be thy holy name
Vilified, crucified,
In the human frame
A million candles burning
for the love that never came
You want it darker
We kill the flame

Si tu es la sperdor,
Me evita la jua
Si tu es la sanor,
Me ta rompe e coxea
Si de tu es la gloria,
De me es la vergonia
Tu desira plu oscuria
Nos ta mata la flama

Hineni, hineni
Hineni, hineni
Me es preparada, mea dio

Hineni
Hineni, hineni
Hineni

If you are the dealer,
Let me out of the game
If you are the healer,
I’m broken and lame
If thine is the glory,
Mine must be the shame
You want it darker

Hineni, hineni
Hineni, hineni
I’m ready, my lord

Hineni
Hineni, hineni
Hineni

[¹] ivri per “me es asi”, en un sensa spirital