cut down (Array) — 1. To die, often prematurely:
"he was cut down in his prime"
2. To cut free or loose:
"the hanged man was cut down" from the gibbet
3. To be reduced in size or importance:
"He was cut down to size by that warning"
"The fence posts have been cut down to 1 meter"
"cut down" in lyrics
not the true one,not the beuatiful one
i have dremeamed that we could love each other
is it good to cut down the walls
to draw up burials there
with the force to ignore the tolerance
Today, wounds hurt me more, than behind the school,
Than sound of this verse, I had to go,
But now I'm here again, but everything is lost,
They cut down the chestnut, where I once kissed you,
Limes don't smell, there is no old violin,
No white-haired gypsy to take care of my sorrow,
Are we really just children?
Are my pierced intentions part of those “don’t do that!” things?
Are you guys by chance “child adults”?
Those not cut down simply “fools”?
Though it’s fine whatever we’re called in the end, but becoming shells is your all’s fault!
in the end, in our romance, the stalks speak
The same night that you renounced my love,
you also cut down that stalk
You imagined that if they saw it, to you
it would be like an affront
the stalks will talk about our romance.
On the same night that you changed my love
you also cut down that stalk.
You imagined that if you saw it
it would be like an insult
That says dirladirladada,
Goodbye child, goodbye husband,
Let me lead my life,
It's time to cut down the rye,
I think I've told you everything,
I have only one child, she is my land
In the frozen darkness of this vastness,
You would break that crystal cage.
The faded light of the surface hurts you.
Will the child of abyss be able someday to cut down her steel ties?
"Come on, smile!ALYS - Future
i've been thinking about you one thousand years ago
there are a lots of nights under the eyelid
a lots of woods that are cut down
even under the grapeshot and the iron
me, i didn't buy them a thing
These hoes so excited so dey catchin' every drop
I'm dodgin' the barcols like pot holes in Jamaica
We cut down the weed, bury the paper on the makers
Martin had a dream, Bob got high
I still do both but somehow I got by
On a convict body
Bring me glasses and smash the glass
Cut down the kiss, i will drink and i will fudle
Because you were too much late (to satisfy) my favors
And me, like crazy, i flown up to the sky
I’m in a white van as a red sea covers the ground
Metal crash I can’t tell what it is
But I take a look and now I’m sorry I did.
5:30 on a Friday night 33 good people cut down
I don’t believe anymoreU2 - Raised By Wolves
Is chilled by the cold glow of frosty eyes (I'm not sure "himerrys" is even a real word. Cold glow is the best translation I can come up with.)
The scythes of light cut down houses
The hand reaches for the ferryman's cape
I can not blame life, nor thank it
And he as the son of counts, four steps behind.
From her was born a white rose, from him a white hawthorn,
One grows, and so does the other, they tangle together.
The queen, full of envy; sent for them to be cut down,
The beau who cut them, could not cease his crying,
From her was born a heron, from him a strong hawk,
For those who are on the other side of the wall
For those who are humiliated and yell at their boss "go f**k yourself"
For every silent truth to be known
For the filthy air and for every cut down forest
For every grandpa who deserted Il Duce (Mussolini) like mine did
For those who pray to God for a moment of peace every day
it's not as easy as you think, my boy
it's a shit work and makes your back crooked
it's hard enough, and we don't punch each other as much
And if we cut down our times, then a Holsten⁸ in the gut
Mao Tse Tung was never a subject with us
Mom said, "Politicians, they come and go,
Her name was Lola, she was a showgirl
With yellow feathers in her hair and a dress cut down to there
She would merengue and do the Cha-Cha
And while she tried to be a star
It's leaving, it's leaving
And my only dream is your look
And your look, shackles that torment me
Rose cut down
When I dream of your eyes at dawn
I can't escape from your look
I have knack for work, I have giant's strength/vim
I will pull a wagon full of air-bricks even without wheels
I already cut down all bushes, now I'm carrying grit
I don't care if my neighbours call me "psycho"
Development isn't controlled, so soon there will be failure
Save the earth! Save the earth! Save the earth!
How can you cut down entire forests?
Knowing that the oxygen that we breathe comes from the trees growing on the Earth
Why don't the big powers pay
But two weeks later it sinks into oblivion
The story is dead and buried
And meanwhile the La Vérendrye park
Keeps getting cut down to the ground
That's the problem with my homelandLes Cowboys fringants - Half-Mast
if (I) cut down the finest nerves
will that make me sleep better
there is a grey prison in my heart
locked up a bunch of dark ideas, bellowing
if I strip off the stubbornnessTien Fu-Chen - Angel among devil
Chest bare and like a barrel
I don't have any shame
and flaunt it for sure
Been trying to cut down, but that won't cut it
I'll make sure that tomorrow you won't be riding your bike home, let alone walk
Always keeping the game fair and the game is called "get-around"
Steel's been cut down, stone's been chewed
I built three castles
For a king who's a stranger to me
For whom my sanctuary burns
So I've travelled the world
The sea and my heart are frozen
You took me to your favourite place on Earth
To see the tree they cut down ten years from your birth.
Our fingers traced in circles round its history,
We brushed our hands right back in time through centuries.
They burned "grönan" and the school stands there alone
The bicycle stand is empty still, even though the breaks are over
They cut down the chestnut trees in the alley in front of the schoolyard
And I move quietly dont belong here, I'm the apparition
I don't know why, but maybe thats why I remember it so well
Now a very old man, he had decided
To make his fortune, Nick the Chopper
Chopping woods his game, he couldn't stop it
He wants to cut down all the forest
The trees, they hated him, they made a promiseBarış Manço - Nick The Chopper
Oh, my heart has suffered so many aches
So much sorrow, so much pain
Oh, my heart has suffered so many aches
We're like the cut down/fallen trees in the forest
We're like the vanishing sails in the sea
We're like the sails...
Even within my dreams I’m unable to break free, every single image is you.
In a very lifelike dreamland, I love you crazily
Oh no no that’s not you Oh no no hypnotising myself
The more you cut down our distance, the more my heart rate becomes anxious
A heart attack in an instant (Ah) unable to even move (Oh)EXO - Heart Attack
Now go and cut down the tree that burns well
Now go cut down ash trees, now go cut down oak trees
Now go and cut down the tree that burns hot
Tova rode across the landscapeGjallarhorn - Tova and the king
The feelers are just getting lighter, this is how we'll spend the whole night. Feet can't stay still, head is bobbing.
Atmosphere's through** the roof, I'm not hiding it. There's people we know, hey! I show them here.
And of course we're looking cool to the T, if you offer me lines, I'll say no thanks.
This is my crew, and the bouncers on to us again, saying cut down the volume, but we'll only amp it up.
The real going noise producers are damn right so, see you can well trust the Rähinä dudes.
But don't party your rent money, I'm not spending money, I'm investing dough to myself, see.
Ready. I say goodbye. I have reached the end of the pasture.
Oh, shit! I have forgotten. Who will give this love letter to the postman?
I would have loved it if you had wanted, my sweetheart, to cut down
The grass in the court yard
I have weeded two-three hectares
However, his interest - quite sporty:
Not for fun, not for the sake of millions -
Boy cut down the champions of the ring.
He - who sweat his stings from year to year,
To take the jackpot, and that:
We were smoking by 11 and knocking round town
Beat em' ups on my arm
We were never good at selling
Couldn't cut down
And I stay with my father, while his friends die of heart attacksThe 1975 - So Far (It's Alright)
He's a lumberjack, and he's okay,
He sleeps all night and he works all day.
Lumberjack: I cut down trees, I wear high heels,
Suspendies and a bra.
(Girlie starts crying)
One thousand seven hundred years ago, during the celebration of the two moons, the enemy forayed and overpowered the villagers under the cloak of darkness.
Brave men were cut down where they stood in the cold crisp autumn night.
The ones who still had life in their veins escaped in despair, but regathered quickly and formed a resistance.Haggard - The Origin
And the givin' was good
With the lunch bucket filled every season
What with three babies born
The work was cut down
To a half a day's shift with no reason.
Then the shaft was soon shut
But a day came when there were no trees left
There was nothing but sadness and disorder
The lumberjacks suffered a lot on that day
There was nothing to cut down anymore
In an isolated village by the black marshes
What makes those whose family jewels have been amputated feel the lack
Isn't being in no state to make love to their wives, good heavens no,
But no longer being able to screw[fn]sabrer literally means to cut down with a sabre, but also has the slang meaning to fuck when the direct object is a woman. "Screw" in English can have the same slang meaning, and can also mean "cause trouble for" and is the best thing I can think of to have a similar double meaning[/fn] the enemy beauties.
The dove of peace, we cook it in an onion sauce.
He his the ruler of the stars
The time will come for him to lay claim his crown
And then the foe yes they'll be cut down
You'll see he'll be the best that there's been
Messiah supreme, true leader of men
I'm not weird, you're just a faggot, shame on him
It is, but Tyler, you're going to have to cut down on that "faggot" word
That's very, that's a bad (I'm not homophobic)
I mean, I don't think you are but (Faggot)
Cut down ties, their wholeness in mind.
Turn that page and leave that life or death behind.
Give up that fuss, escape the reality,
A new lease on life free from calamity.
Don’t tow them back, you must be mad,Flamingo - At Sea
Confidence is a preference for the habitual voyeur of what is known as (parklife)
And morning soup can be avoided if you take a route straight through what is known as (parklife)
John's got brewers droop he gets intimidated by the dirty pigeons, they love a bit of it (parklife)
Who's that gut lord marching... you should cut down on your porklife mate... get some exercise
All the peopleBlur - Parklife
Let the gardener rake and the Kokoomus[fn]A Finnish political party.[/fn]rapper rap.
I need this music for channeling, when I get more than doctor prescribes.
Even if I like to mess with my phone, not then when I'm shaking hands with the president.
The lady of the Linna's[fn]Refers to Linnan juhlat. It's annual Presidential Independence Day reception where many people are invited.[/fn]after party is now ashamed when it was noticed that I have striven to cut down.
Didn't need to throw in the towel, go to TV to admit that we're shitty singers.
Can laugh in the galas again when the boys get medals around the neck.
I don't know any words, I don't need them!
Motherland is in danger and I don't have time to give a speech,
that's for sure! Beards, eyebrows, spots, you understand!
A lot of you! There are no people to cut down trees!
That's for sure, bastards!
Like he fucking told me
Is that your girl, what's her fucking story?
"She kinda bad but she ride it like a fucking pony"
I cut down on her man
Be her fucking story
Yeah I'm talking 'bout you man
For who's on the other side of the wall
For those humiliated and tell their master to go fuck himself
So that every hidden truth finally gets told
For the polluted air, and each forest that gets cut down
For every grandpa, who, like mine, deserted the Duce (Mussolini)
For those who each day pray God for some peace of mind
Damn, I broke her heart, now my heart hurt
I don't know why but I done cut down on that syrup
At least I got that lil bitch ballin', she don't gotta work
Oh-no-no, she ain't had no job, but she having purses
To bring that spectre down
Black corn was soaking
You'll be cut down in the seedy stairway
If you don't answer, would you want to be found now
Sapped from the bed to the window
No one has reached the top clean but
To us who are different there is another group to follow
An avalanche with no one to scold
Cut down this disaster get erased together
i don’t even really mess with ya’ll nowZelo - No title
I, I am the blade, I break the oath that you made
I, I am the mace, I am the blow in the face
I, I am the ax, to cut down heroes like rats
I, I am the sword, I do the work of the Lord
On the lam cut down in the middle of the night caught in a trap
Crushed by the cry of the wandering man who was never coming back
Stuck on the line spending all of his time with his back to the throne
With the flash of the round everybody in town said "Leave it alone"
Just like the reverend, like the reverend on the radioKings of Leon - Reverend
Spite, however, of all that Zebek could say or do, the yearning of the people was strongly in behalf of the Khan's proposal; the pardon of their prince, they persuaded themselves, would be readily conceded by the Empress; and there is little doubt that they would at this time have thrown themselves gladly upon the Imperial mercy; when suddenly all was defeated by the arrival of two envoys from Traubenberg. This general had reached the fortress of Orsk, after a very painful march, on the 12th of April; thence he set forwards towards Oriembourg, which he reached upon the 1st of June, having been joined on his route at various times through the month of May by the Kirghises and a corps of ten thousand Bashkirs. From Oriembourg he sent forward his official offer to the Khan, which were harsh and peremptory, holding out no specific stipulations as to pardon or impunity, and exacting unconditional submission as the preliminary price of any cessation from military operations. The personal character of Traubenberg, which was anything but energetic, and the condition of his army, disorganized in a great measure by the length and severity of the march, made it probable that, with a little time for negotiation, a more conciliatory tone would have been assumed. But, unhappily for all parties, sinister events occurred in the meantime, such as effectually put an end to every hope of the kind.
The two envoys sent forward by Traubenberg had reported to this officer that a distance of only ten days' march lay between his own head- quarters and those of the Khan. Upon this fact transpiring, the Kirghises, by their prince Nourali, and the Bashkirs, entreated the Russian general to advance without delay. Once having placed his cannon in position, so as to command the Kalmuck camp, the fate of the rebel Khan and his people would be in his own hands; and they would themselves form his advanced guard. Traubenberg, however, _why_ has not been certainly explained, refused to march, grounding his refusal upon the condition of his army, and their absolute need of refreshment. Long and fierce was the altercation; but at length, seeing no chance of prevailing, and dreading above all other events the escape of their detested enemy, the ferocious Bashkirs went off in a body by forced marches. In six days they reached the Torgau, crossed by swimming their horses, and fell upon the Kalmucks, who were dispersed for many a league in search of food or provender for their camels. The first day's action was one vast succession of independent skirmishes, diffused over a field of thirty to forty miles in extent; one party often breaking up into three or four, and again (according to the accidents of ground) three or four blending into one; flight and pursuit, rescue and total overthrow, going on simultaneously, under all varieties of form, in all quarters of the plain. The Bashkirs had found themselves obliged, by the scattered state of the Kalmucks, to split up into innumerable sections; and thus, for some hours, it had been impossible for the most practised eye to collect the general tendency of the day's fortune. Both the Khan and Zebek-Dorchi were at one moment made prisoners, and more than once in imminent danger of being cut down; but at length Zebek succeeded in rallying a strong column of infantry, which, with the support of the camel-corps on each flank, compelled the Bashkirs to retreat. Clouds, however, of these wild cavalry continued to arrive through the next two days and nights, followed or accompanied by the Kirghises. These being viewed as the advanced parties of Traubenberg's army, the Kalmuck chieftains saw no hope of safety but in flight; and in this way it happened that a retreat, which had so recently been brought to a pause, was resumed at the very moment when the unhappy fugitives were anticipating a deep repose without further molestation, the whole summer through.
It seemed as though every variety of wretchedness were predestined to the Kalmucks; and as if their sufferings were incomplete unless they were rounded and matured by all that the most dreadful agencies of summer's heat could superadd to those of frost and winter. To this sequel of their story we shall immediately revert, after first noticing a little romantic episode which occurred at this point between Oubacha and his unprincipled cousin Zebek-Dorchi.Thomas De Quincey - Revolt of the Tartars
The end we realize is now here
The claws of denouement grasp at our lungs
Asphyxiation rules supreme
The future of mankind cut down while they're young
Our children die clutching their dreams...
And I don't give a fuck about your bad review
Till I pop out the screen with a big "fuck you!"
Then hop in the backseat and get to the blasting
Cut down your dreams like the Hollywood casting
Except this shit is real, not acting
We're still murdering so thanks for asking
They burned down Grönan and the school stays there all alone
The bike racks are empty still, though spring break is over
They cut down the chestnut trees in the school-yard avenue
And i move silently, I don't belong here, I am the wraith
and drank poisonous wine. Yet scarcely had I gone into exile,
When Babylon fell and Zerubbabel took charge; Within seventy years I was saved.
The Agagite, son of Hammedatha, plotted to cut down the lofty fir;
But it proved a snare to him, and his insolence was silenced.
You raised the head of the Benjamite, but the enemy's name You blotted out.
And everything came together,soap, rope, noose.
I won't say, that I know everything that will be.
I simply saw a hundreds of destinies, that were cut down like a tree.
I've seen , how the people leaving, saw what destroying them.
Though, I won't say for sure, that know everything that will be.
That will make disappear
Those two nice breasts you're carrying around.
Because every tree they cut down
Will be marked with your blood
And infected cities will pour out of your plump nipples
stuck in that grievance grieved long ago
Boomboom tsikidum and skillyahoobajazz
Maybe should cut down on this shit
It's surprising how short the summer actually is
Don't you lose it, hey don't get stuck
And while the japanese are sleeping for good Feng Shui
We will sneak in their base, because *we don't afraid*
We'll take the pliers and cut down all the nuts!
We'll *steal* all the silver from their pins!
We'll steal the computers from every helmet
The only thing mandatory is to die
The dog chases its own tail there
You cut down the bloody grain of the battlefield
And that is when I go
On whose behalf do we reap it
And if the dirt I threw would grow up
and become a pine tree above your grave
then they would say, in one hundred years
"That pine should never be cut down"
"Because that", they would say, "is the best tree
that this town has ever known"
We request them becuase we believed in hopeless stuff,
we desire them for casting pearls before swines,
we yearn for them since we want a swallow to make a summer,
we crave for them due to the tree of life that we cut down.
We want them because we are in need of the light.
Is that you can throw ink on your white page
'Cause our flesh and bones aren't immortal
But so are our rhymes, words and speech
So I cut down to the bone to bleed ink
'Cause there my fear of death will go away
Don't be skimpy with it! Go find what was well-hidden
See my love cut down the lane
Sways and grinds oh, that's your play
You treat me like your prayers though I'm alone
Drivin' me to pray, trouble I'm undone
Hold me up, will you be my doll?16 Horsepower - The Denver Grab
They don't want to go after you, they don't want to go after you
The boys pretty as a picture, the boys pretty as a picture!
You cut down the buds of flowers
Before they managed to develop
And in the hearts of mothers you sowed
The captain arose with a shout: "Gentlemen come on, let's chase them! and we shall lay bet with bayonets and carnage!."
And on their way to Galliners<fn> a village in the municipality of Vilademuls (Pla de l'Estany).</fn>, there they found the smugglers.
Cut down and shot, they cast aside the brave smugglers.
At the sight of so much money, they wished to grab it by the handful.
Oh song, who was it that told you...one who was there,
oh, take yourself out
What I can't, I don't want and won't take back
what you don't understand, I'll cut down to the case
you know the way to the door, do I have to take you there
take yourself out
Find out when your cover's blown
There'll be somebody there to break your fall
We are not alone
'Cause when you cut down to the bone
We're really not so different after all
look how I tremble, I'll be already gone.
I wanna kill the whales till exterminate them
and that all the forests were cut down
to refill the lagoons with garbage
and putting bombs on Discovery Channel
You think you ready for them steady niggaz? I can't tell
Sex sells so fuck you all, we came to bubble and ball
You getting shutd own soon as I touch down
Bust rounds, enemies slayed and cut down
Fully automatic spittin rounds with no sound
Break down your whole regime, like an M-16
It's not your fault, it's somebody's bad luck
The cashier gave you too much change
This hundred-zloty bill was worth standing in the line
The end of the day will come and probably her salary will be cut down
It's not your fault, those are her consequences
A drunk macho is going in the neighbourhood at night
You, my friend from Liège
You, cut down by life, by the human beast that spreads throughout here
You, my friend from Liège
You, little brother of the night, who sang poetry, like one who sings of life.
The mighty city council wants to redevelop here!
Now there must be made room quickly
for a tower block grand as a palace
and cut down a few thousand trees
No matter what happensPeter Belli - Stay Away From Our Neighborhood
The ocean turned to red
In the fall, in the fall, when the tide took them all
In the fall, in the fall, when the tide took them all
Cut down like lambs at slaughter,
Good men were left for dead
In the fall, in the fall, when the tide took them all
I knit a pyjama for each of my kittens.
We light menhoras in the evenings and on days.
You cut down a tree and then you dress its corpse with candles?
Şu senin sevgilin mi, hikayesi ne?
She kinda bad but she ride it like a fucking pony
Az çok kötü ama midilli gibi içine alıyor
I cut down on her man
Ona çok kolay boyun eğdirdim, adamım
Be her fucking story
The cats will get new collectibles each year
Eight days in a row, we light our candelabra
(You cut down a tree and then you decorate its corpse? I ...love it!)
Anna and Elsa, I can not be lateOlaf's Frozen Adventure (OST) - Christmas is here
We make sweaters, gloves, scarves and caps,
Look at the pajamas I made for these cute kittens,
Here we carefully monitor the menorah
<em>You mean, you cut down a tree and dress its corpse with candles?
I love it!</em>