Ночные Снайперы - 31-я Весна (текст con Traducción del ruso al español)

[Nochniye Snaiperi - 31ª Primavera con subtítulos en español] ATENCIÓN La pronunciación está dirigida a hispanohablantes y está adaptada (legible) a la escritura española para facilitar la fonética. Es aconsejable revisar el Alfabeto Fonético Internacional (AFI) para el ruso, ya que esta pronunciación es una interpretación. No es aconsejable utilizar estas adaptaciones para aprender a leer el ruso en su forma cirílica, sino más bien para empezar a pronunciar las palabras y/o enunciados. Si el español no es su lengua nativa, lo mejor será consultar el Alfabeto Fonético Internacional (AFI) del ruso. Aprenda a familiarizarse con las letras rusas en su forma cirílica, no se asuste ni se desanime con la primera impresión. ¡¡Tenga constancia, disciplina y ÁNIMOS!! *Se sugiere reproducir el video a velocidades lentas para escuchar la pronunciación con más claridad y leer detenidamente. NOTICE This pronunciation is aimed at Spanish speakers and it is adapted to Spanish writing to facilitate phonetics. If you are a beginner with the Russian language, it is advisable to check the International Phonetic Alphabet (IPA) of this language in order to start pronouncing words and sentences better (depending on how much time you are spending learning Russian per week). If you are learning Russian as a second language, start getting used with the Russian letters in their Cyrillic form. IT IS THE BEST WAY to start learning and reading the language. Don't panic nor get discouraged at first impression. Be patient and have discipline! *It is suggested to play the video at slow speeds to hear the pronunciation more clearly and read the lyrics carefully. -*-* I do not own anything. All credits go to the right owners. No copyright infringement intended. -*-* Copyright Disclaimer Under Section 107 of the Copyright Act 1976, allowance is made for "fair use" for purposes such as criticism, commenting, news reporting, teaching, scholarship, and research. Fair use is a use permitted by copyright statute that might otherwise be infringing. Non-profit, educational or personal use tips the balance in favor of fair use. _Pronunciación_ *31-iá Viesná* Bolshói shisrókij górad maguistráli y damá Gusárüi vaknáj - bidzpaliédznaia tsiurmá Dzeliódnüim iáblakam zheliédza dzapaiót Tüí snáesh sláshe A iá prapála biédz vistí viapónkij láguieriaj Prapála gálubiem sinítsiu vrúkie Y dzastivála vazhidánii tsibiá Niblagadárna Stabói Pravódits nóchi trídtsats piérvaia viesná Y biédz samniénia, rievnúiet kafsiemú Y biédz samniénia, rievnúiet kafsiemú Biót stiókla A iá Prasháius sgóradam prasóliennüim, kudá Vliubóie vriémia ni najódiats paiedzdá Y gúbüi chasta dzdiés abviétrinüi maí Büiváli… Rasviét: Vsalómie krüília, pautsína, pravadá Iá miájkim tsígram starózhu tsibiá vaknié Y abaldiéshaia at niézhnastsi vadá nisavirshénna A iá Ktsibié striémlius iá naguibáius da dziémli Iá vétam Mártsi, vétam Mártsi nafsikdá Y aduriévshie drífuiut karablí Niblagadárna Stabói Pravódits nóchi trídtsats piérvaia viesná Y biédz samniénia, rievnúiet kafsiemú Y biédz samniénia, rievnúiet kafsiemú Biót stiókla A iá Prasháius sgóradam prasóliennüim, kudá Vliubóie vriémia ni najódiats paiedzdá Y gúbüi chasta dzdiés abviétrinüi maí Büiváli… A iá…A iá…A iá…A tüí ni vídish a iá… _Lyrics translated in English_: *31st Spring* A big large city, highways and houses Hussars in windows, it is a useless prison Such a green apple, metal will sing You’ll become sweeter And I, I disappeared in Japanese camps Disappeared as a pigeon, or a tomtit in hand I was freezing in waiting for you Ungrateful The 31st spring shares its night with you And without doubt it’s jealous of all And without doubt it’s jealous of all, hitting glass And I bid farewell to the greasy city Where trains don’t make it at any time And my chapped lips have been here So often Daybreak: wings, web, wires in the straw Such a smooth tiger I wait for you at the window And water, stunned from tenderness Imperfect And I, I strive for you Bend to the ground I’m in this March, in this March forever And stupefied ships are drifting Ungrateful The 31st spring shares its night with you And without doubt it’s jealous of all And without doubt it’s jealous of all, hitting glass And I bid farewell to the greasy city Where trains don’t make it at any time And my chapped lips have been here So often And I…and I…and I You don’t see, and I…