NO.5 Один в каное - y мене немає дому مترجمة (I have no home) with lyr

The song "y мене немає дому" (I have no home) is by the Ukrainian band Один в каное (Odin v Kanoe), "One in a Canoe." This band is known for its minimalist and poetic style, combining folk and indie influences. "y мене немає дому" is one of their more popular songs. The song expresses themes of loneliness, searching for a sense of belonging, and the emotional struggles of feeling lost. The lyrics are deeply poetic, often interpreted as a reflection on the dislocation and the sense of homelessness that can be both physical and emotional. - I don’t have the copyright of the song if there is any issue please contact me at: halbeate@gmail.com You can find the original music video here: https://youtu.be/gw2nclcoFNE?si=zWZO4Bljhagtm6Wt -also I don’t have the videos copyright You can see the videos from here: https://youtu.be/CxKOIcM1awQ?si=-iZmaq42WB4ZJcto - Ukrainian subtitle Справа в тому, Що в мене немає дому І за правилом доброго тону, Як за правилом доброго ременя, Я згадаю з якого я племені, Пригадаю з якого міста, Я чекаю на своє Греммі, В мене просто нема де сісти Написати свою промову: У мене немає дому... Приспів: А люди такі, люди такі всоте За день в свої бетонні соти! А де їм ше ховатись, сохнути, Людям першого, другого сорту?.. А люди такі, люди такі сотнями В тандемі зі своїми висотками З третього, сьомого герцами-герцами Сповнюють все сенсами-сенсами... Справа в тому, Що у мене немає дому Тепер я ніколи й нічого нікому - Ти перший з ким ділю свою колу І більше... Але врешті, а втім, Якби в мене був дім, Я б лишила його на людей, на котів Я б пошила усіх, я не люблю кутів!.. Люди такі... Ми люди такі... Ми люди такі... Ми люди такі... Люди такі... Ми люди... -English subtitles The thing is, That I have no home And by the rule of good manners, As by the rule of a good belt, I will remember which tribe I come from, I will recall which city I’m from, I’m waiting for my Grammy, I simply have nowhere to sit And write my speech: I have no home... Chorus: And people are like this, people are like this for the hundredth time In their concrete cells every day! Where else can they hide, dry up, People of the first, second sort?.. And people are like this, people are like this by the hundreds In tandem with their high-rises From the third, seventh with Hertz-Hertz Fill everything with meanings-meanings... The thing is, That I have no home Now I am never and nothing to anyone - You’re the first with whom I share my circle And more... But eventually, though, If I had a home, I would leave it to people, to cats I would sew everyone, I don’t like corners!.. People are like this... We are people like this... We are people like this... We are people like this... People are like this... We are people... Free Palestine