Pid oblaczkom
Lemon Lyrics


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Pid oblaczkom jawir pochylenyj
Sidyt na nim ptaszok premylenyj
Sluchaj myla jak toj ptaszok spiwa
Że z lubowy nycz dobra ne bywa

Cy ta lubow jest od Boha dana
Cy lem może diablom pidszeptana
Chocz bys ne chtiw to musysz lubyty
Chocz bys potim proto maw terpity

Pid oblaczkom jawir zelenije
Sluchaj myla jak toj witer wije




Może wyrwe joho z koriniamy
Myla moja szczo to bude z namy

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of Pid oblaczkom by Lemon depict a bird sitting on a swaying twig under the clouds. The bird's song is heard by the singer and they listen carefully to the tune. The song talks about love and how it cannot always be good or ideal. The singer ponders whether love is a gift from God or influenced by evil forces. However, the song emphasizes the notion that one must love regardless of the circumstances or consequences, and must also learn to endure hardships that come with it. They marvel at the sway of the trees and the wind, pondering what will become of the singer and the bird.


The song imbues a sense of melancholy and contemplation, with the singer's thoughts wandering off in the midst of the bird's song. The lyrics wonder at the complexities of love, with the emotions not always being positive, yet one must still love. The song evokes a sense of introspection and philosophical musings, presenting a vivid imagery and a sense of somber beauty. It is a reminder that love is not always easy, but one must keep on loving and enduring despite the hardships.


Line by Line Meaning

Pid oblaczkom jawir pochylenyj
Under the cloud, a leaning whirlwind


Sidyt na nim ptaszok premylenyj
A thoughtful bird sits on it


Sluchaj myla jak toj ptaszok spiwa
Listen, my dear, how that bird sings


Że z lubowy nycz dobra ne bywa
That nothing good comes from love


Cy ta lubow jest od Boha dana
Is this love given by God?


Cy lem może diablom pidszeptana
Or whispered by the devil?


Chocz bys ne chtiw to musysz lubyty
Even if you don't want to, you must love


Chocz bys potim proto maw terpity
Even if it hurts, endure it


Pid oblaczkom jawir zelenije
Under the cloud, a green whirlwind


Sluchaj myla jak toj witer wije
Listen, my dear, how the wind blows


Może wyrwe joho z koriniamy
Maybe it will uproot it from the roots


Myla moja szczo to bude z namy
My dear, what will become of us?




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