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De la Ebro la Dunăre

Lumina lunii a dezvăluit
Unde s-a ascuns întunericul
Cântec, dans și muzică
Noi jucăm în zori
 
Înștiințați pe toți
Care este acest cântec
Când picioarele sunt obosite
Noi cântăm toți până în zori
 
Ooopa țupa
Să bată fiecare inimă
Să se întoarcă fustele
În toate curțile
 
Ooopa țupa
Să bată inima mea
Să se întoarcă fustele
În curtea noastră
 
Lumbai lumbai lumbai la
Veniți veniți veniți
De la Ebro la Dunăre
Veniți veniți veniți
 
Acum, toată lumea știe
Care este această melodie
Când picioarele obosesc
Noi cântăm până în zori
 
Ooopa țupa
Să bată fiecare inimă
Să se întoarcă fustele
În toate curțile
 
Ooopa țupa
Să bată inima mea
Să se întoarcă fustele
În curtea noastră
 
Lumbai lumbai lumbai la
Veniți veniți veniți
De la Ebro la Dunăre
Veniți veniți veniți ...
 

Where else [can people presume things] so beautifully?

I notice changes in myself, here's the rundown
Previously, I thought I knew where I live - but I know nothing
I know the profile of my compatriots less and less
In this country of pragmatists with a philosophical bent
To me, everything is inclined, it's still leaning
Whatever they say to me - I only hear one word
Lines, rallies, wakes, or parties
Everywhere, there's a single phrase like a spell: 'if only'
Why 'if only', for God's sake, when
There’re so many phrases that have style and allure
That won't let you die here like that with no wings
Let's say, 'hey' or 'down with them'
I don't know, maybe it's the spelling that makes them fail
I'll throw a bone - both contain an 'h'
Whatever, they don't want false judgments here
My country has chosen 'if only' already
 
Although horizons aren't particularly wide here, poor tastes
(But) Where else can people presume things so beautifully?
Where else would such teeming masses follow the path of fantasy?
My entire country locked within 'if only'
 
Although horizons aren't particularly wide here, poor tastes
(But) Where else can people presume things so beautifully?
Where else would such teeming masses follow the path of fantasy?
My entire country locked within 'if only'
 
And everywhere, on each road I hear:
'If only we could circumvent this somehow'
'If only he didn't say such gibberish'
'If only I were younger, then sure'
'Perhaps my pathetic life would become exciting
If only Szczecin were located closer to Warsaw'
'I would go, if only my health were better'
'If only there were a kindergarten of the future here'
'If only I didn't overtake willy-nilly'
That's an 'if only' from the netherworld
'If only I had read the recipe before straining'
'If only I hadn't run away, if only I had known how to answer him'
'If only it wasn't a fucking defeat after defeat'
'If only the ones at the top had to live with my salary'
'If only there were no Russians, if only there were no Jews'
My entire country locked within 'if only'
 
[Chorus]
Although horizons aren't particularly wide here, poor tastes
(But) Where else can people presume things so beautifully?
Where else would such teeming masses follow the path of fantasy?
My entire country locked within 'if only'
 
The army of 'if only' stands at the gates, I feel like a prisoner
'Cause this isn't an attack anymore, it's a siege and
Everything that could have been simple
Twists to the critical level, 'cause our compatriots' ifonlying is out of control
They are now so eager to begin presuming
That they freeze with 'if only' on their lips
Where there are two Poles, there are three views and one hair
And they split it in four, five, six, seven
Or however many parts they get
As if each unused 'if only' was out to get revenge
As if each 'if only' was shining gold
Zealots of excuses, lovers of hypotheses
But if we strayed from the path for just a moment
And take a word that has a stronger pulse, more power
If only we breathed a bit of life in these sluggish cogs
If only for just a moment - right, 'if only'
 
[Chorus]
Although horizons aren't particularly wide here, poor tastes
(But) Where else can people presume things so beautifully?
Where else would such teeming masses follow the path of fantasy?
My entire country locked within 'if only'
 
Although horizons aren't particularly wide here, poor tastes
(But) Where else can people presume things so beautifully?
Where else would such teeming masses follow the path of fantasy?
My entire country locked within 'if only'
 

Echelon's Song

Versions: #2
Echelon after echelon,
Echelon after echelon:
The road is wide.
The commander gave the order -
he waves a white handkerchief
to the blue Don with his hand.
 
You and us, Voroshilov,
A campaign life made us friends,
Together we rode to battle:
The enemy recalls with anguish
The battle at Belaya Kalitva,
The battle at Kalach station.
 
For Tsaritsyn, for Tsaritsyn,
Day and night we will fight,
Crossing our pikes:
And it cannot be washed away by rain,
And it cannot be dried by wind -
The blood of workers and peasants!
 
The commander gave the order -
he waves a white handkerchief
to the blue Don with his hand.
Echelon after echelon,
Echelon after echelon:
The road is wide.
 

Fields Of Poppies

Fields of poppies
Green horizons
The beauty warms me
The warmth seduces me
 
It reveals itself to me
I'm afraid of the truth
But the dreams are soft
When I wake up in them
(I wake up in them...)
 
Only your outlines
Imprinted on my heart
Feelings are, just like the thoughts
Sweet and sour
 
What if the beginning
Didn't have an ending?
Would you coddle me
On the way towards the Sun?
(I wake up in them...)
 
Your words are echoing in the air
While the butterfly is dancing, and when that distracts me
I pick what I enjoy
I'm thinking of you again
 
I'm dreaming, on the roof of the sky
I'm dreaming, on the wind of hope
I'm swimming through a cinnamon cloud
And dream only for the two of us (x2)
 

Anthem of Apollon Smyrnis

Apollo, laurel-crowned, you are the God of beauty
And from you stem the morals and civilisation (bis)
 
Apollo, Apollo, Apollo, pride of all the Hellenes
You glorify our shining blue colour, while you symbolise our flag's cross
 
Apollo, team of the giants, you have heroic children
Who have steel bodies and everyone's heart is fearless (bis)
 
Apollo, Apollo, Apollo, pride of all the Hellenes
You glorify our shining blue colour, while you symbolise our flag's cross
 
[instrumental]
 
Apollo, Apollo, Apollo, pride of all the Hellenes
You glorify our shining blue colour, while you symbolise our flag's cross
 

A Song about a White Elephant

From ancient olden times in India lived
Wild huge grey elephants.
The elephants elephanted in the jungle without a path
One of them was white for some reason.
 
With kind eyes, a quiet disposition, he was different,
With his mind and noble suit.
Among his grey fellows, the white elephant
Was certainly a white crow.
 
And the lord of India, there were times,
Gave me an elephant out of respect.
'Why do I need an elephant?' I asked the foreigner,
And he said 'The elephant has a big heart.'
 
The elephant performed a curtsy, and I in my turn bowed
My speech was not evil and quiet.
Because exactly this white elephant
Was also a white female elephant.
 
I looked great sitting on the elephant
I went around India, a fairy-tale country,
Oh, where didn't we roam together
In distress got along perfectly.
 
And sometimes as we went to sing under someone's balcony,
The ladies all jumped out of the bedrooms.
I must tell you, that this white elephant,
Was extraordinarily musical.
 
The map of the world I'm sure you've seen,
You know that in India too there is a river.
My elephant and I drank mango juice
And somehow got lost in the wilds of the Ganges.
 
I rushed to the river, forgetting food and sleep ,
Irretrievably ruined my health.
And then they told me 'Your white elephant
Met a white elephant herd.'
 
I was offended for a long time, and then there you have it,
The ruler of India sent me an elephant again.
In the form of an ornament for a cane,
A white elephant, but made of ivory.
 
It is said that having seven elephants is good from,
On the shelf as a means against something bad.
It's better to let the white elephant stroll in a white herd,
It's better if he does not bring good luck.
 

When

[Verse 1: Thøger Dixgaard]
There's nothing strange about the fact that
We bump into each other all the time
I think I'm just going to the same places
It's not like I know where
I can't hide it anymore
Cause I know that it's too late
And things are not as they should be
That's our little secret
 
[Build: Rud Aslak]
We just go with the flow (go with the flow)
If it was just the two of us (if it was just the two of us)
We just go with the flow (we just go with the flow)
If it was just the two of us
 
[Chorus: Rud Aslak & Thøger Dixgaard]
It's not everything one need to talk about
Yes, can you tell me, can you tell me when?
Not alt, we need to talk about
Can you tell me, can you tell me when?
 
[Verse 2: Rud Aslak]
We know something, we know of a secret
Cause I can see you, before you know it
Yeah, now you know
Yeah, it's you and me (it's you and me)
 
[Build: Rud Aslak]
We just go with the flow (go with the flow)
If it was just the two of us (if it was just the two of us)
We just go with the flow (we just go with the flow)
If it was just the two of us
 
[Chorus: Rud Aslak & Thøger Dixgaard]
It's not everything you need to talk about
Yes, can du tell me, can you tell me when?
Not alt, we need to talk about
Can you tell me, can you tell me when?
It's not everything you need to talk about
Yes, can du tell me, can you tell me when?
Not alt, we need to talk about
Can you tell me, can you tell me when?
 

Barcelona

It's me who comes to you
the one who plays in the courtyards
I come to you and play
sing of you, excited city
lalala...
 
Oh Barcelona Barcelona
'me'odi' not 'peratich' on musical instruments
lalala...
Oh Barcelona Barcelona
on stringed instruments,
with a guitar and mandolina.
The splendor of your soil captured my heart
Oh Barcelona!
 
To you I brought the best of my song
accept this present
and remember the echo of my voice
like a souvernir of love
lalalala memememiah.
 
Oh Barcelona Barcelona
ever since I exist
not as your strings of a musical instrument
lalala...
Oh Barcelona Barcelona
on stringed instruments,
with a guitar and mandolina.
I passed roads, continents and seas
Oh oh Barcelona!
 
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Conversation

[First Verse]
It was yesterday. I remember, even though I’ve got poor memory.
I’ve got a call. I’ve picked up the receiver and said: ” Hello?”
All of a sudden everything is in flames.
It’s God calling. He asks me: ” Łona, what’s goin’ on down there?”
Nah, it must be some kind of mistake. I don’t understand a thing.
” Saint Peter chose your number at random. Clouds are blocking me the view.
Bad visibility. So, cut the crap and tell me what’s up down there!”
– It’s shit. Everyone’s anonymous.
There’s war everywhere. Or at least martial law.
The authorities are a group of con men with the biggest one at the helm
and the Bible stopped being a bestseller long time ago.
– Hmmm, so maybe I should send the Messiah one more time?
– Don’t be silly, he’ll end up on an electric chair! (reference to the movie “The Green Mile”)
It’s a waste of time. People are swollen-headed. It’s too late to reform these sinners.
– Really? – Yeah. – Well, things are not going too well here either.
I feel lonely, not many people go to heaven these days.
No one tells me “bless you!” when I sneeze. Ahchoo!
– Bless you!”
 
[Chorus] x2
Yesterday God called me.
” Tell everyone it’s high time to sober up.
– That’s not going to work. – What?
You’ve seen it before.
– That’s not going to work? – No, things went too far.”
 
[Second Verse]
Then God started shouting.
” I’ve sent the Flood once, I can do it again.”
– For the love of God!
– Who? – Oh, my bad.
But it would be the biggest disgrace possible.
Maybe something can be done? I don’t know… fixed.
– Cut to the chase, son. It’s not funny anymore.
– Maybe people will start to get along again?
– What guarantees do I have? – You need to take my word for it.
But chances that everything will turn out well are still quite good.
– Okay, I’ll let you be but I’m gon’ holla at you later.”
He put the receiver down and I’d like to know
what should I do to save the mankind ?
So, people, let’s do something to make the world a better place
or He’ll call me and bawl me out again!
 
[Chorus]x2
 
[Outro]
Fuck, I had to put a ceilling on it to make this video.
 

One Last Song

Just one night like the others
We sweat close to one another
Just like last time, last time
I won't shut my eyes
'Cause I can see that you're falling asleep
And I hope we'll wake up together
 
I thought you came to lie her with me
Thought we would talk all night long
I thought you came here to lie her with me
But you sang one last song
 
I had looked forward to dreaming with you
Dreaming all night long about you
And I'll never forget your curls
The night is lonely, just one like the others
 
I thought you came to lie her with me
Thought we would talk all night long
I thought you came here to lie her with me
But you sang one last song
 
One last song
One last song
 
I thought you came to lie her with me
Thought we would talk all night long
I thought you came here to lie her with me
But you sang one last song
 
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One Year

We've danced, we've danced, lived time
We've enjoyed every drop, and we've kissed life a little
We've leaned back without standing still
We've meant every word without it being our intention
We believe what we believe
We swore that we'd dream so big
And look at one another, dreaming of the day
Tasting every piece of the cake
 
One year - I've thought of this year for years
I cried a tear for every swig
And every eaten bite
Every shown life
One year - I've thought of this year for years
I cried a tear for every swig
And every eaten bite
Every shown life
 
We've cried, we've cried out of joy
When the tones played and we flew away
And our hearts rolled, and we rolled after them
'Cause daddy wants a fast pace before we lose ourselves
Fantasize, 'cause the dreamers dream
But remember to deliver, I don't know if it's coming
Just a little more, let's see what will happen
'Cause they speak of a Summer as though it doesn't exist
 
One year - I've thought of this year for years
I cried a tear for every swig
And every eaten bite
Every shown life
One year - I've thought of this year for years
I cried a tear for every swig
And every eaten bite
Every shown life
 
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Atlantis

Now that I don't know who is wrong and who is right
Now that I haven't any strenght to stay
Now that I move myself again and again I don't have
Anything and anyone anymore to defend
I move myself again and again I don't even have
The instinct to stay unarmed
 
It is all here, good wrapped
It is all here, like a gift that
Has my things, it has your things
We are two by all counts
Kilometers and other people's lives to cancel this
 
Time that I don't have to hold on tight your hands
Anyway I will go away, either today or tomorrow, what does it change?
Now that I move myself again and again I don't have
Anything and anyone anymore to defend
I move myself again and again I don't even have
The common sense, the instinct to stay unarmed
 
Everything is all here, so taken for granted
Everything is all here, not even as it was a box that
Has my things, it has your things
Has guilts to expiate in two
Kilometers and other people's lives to cancel this
 
'We' that becomes 'after'
That becomes 'never' and
'never' becomes 'never again'
Becomes 'only me'
Becomes 'only you'.
 

Burning Barn

They say burning a barn burns to fear until the chicken out of it
Cracks all around the walls and the roof hot that hey
Run it there a waste of time, because
barn on fire and some people in it are,
Soltys probably already called almost half the village, and help you.
Burning barn, the alarm continues, we are at the bottom.
Why should I take the bagpipe bellows?
 
So grab a bucket in his hand as I run out of breath and I can see there at:
Burning eyes and temples, playing with the crowd, perhaps a hundred pairs,
This mayor his daughter in marriage today given
Wife burns to the groom - a splendid fellow.
Lacked space in the home, father and father in law wanted to accommodate village -
In his barn took the ball, and I danced ....
Yes, they can burn the barn every day ...
 
They say burning a barn burns to fear until the chicken out of it
Cracks all around the walls and the roof hot that hey
This mayor his daughter in marriage today given
Wife burns to the groom - a splendid fellow.
Lacked space in the home, father and father in law wanted to accommodate village -
In his barn took the ball, and I danced ....
Yes, they can burn the barn every day ...
 

Pamplona

I was with the Lebanese guy
when they killed him underneath the house
So much violance in television
better in television then inside the house
 
Bro', I was workin in an office
I swear I was getting crazy,
I could barely pay my rent
in Italy nothing fucking works
 
I was dreaming about banknotes in my pocket
and vomited the rawest rhymes.
what a bad life for singers
today every fifteen-year old is a youtuber
 
That's the generational turnover
if you follow I reciprocate
I'm running on the band, fashion divides
people separate, keeping up with Kardashians
 
Where are you?
Summer begins now
but you want to run
there is an apocalypse in the center
follow the city lights
peace in the offices and in the universities
 
Let's drink on somethings that does not work
we are like bulls in Pamplona
pa-Pamplona
we are like bulls in Pamplona
we are like bulls in Pamplona
 
Today models are DJ's
Beautiful people, the dancefloor, the lights
and twenty year olds sleep with old guys
to afford a Gucci-bag
 
In Milano it's raining sparkling wine
because Champaigne is French
a fool walking in the center with his underpants
and kills the passengers with machete
 
Politic wants to divide us
I hear talking about ISIS
look up to the sky there are missiles flying
outside there are hot fashion girls - Intimissimi
 
There are drugs at this party - join it
sometimes you se somebody collapsing
The grown ups take selfies in crisis
they don't even find words for hashtags
 
Where are you?
Summer begins now
but you want to run
there is an apocalypse in the center
follow the city lights
peace in the offices and in the universities
 
Let's drink on somethings that does not work
we are like bulls in Pamplona
pa-Pamplona
we are like bulls in Pamplona
we are like bulls in Pamplona
 
Let's escape together
and overlook the ocean
all your life you wanted to know
What is our place?
What is our place?
What is our place?
 
I was with Lebanese guy
So much violence in television
come on, let's escape together!
 
May the lights turn on
 
Where are you?
Summer begins now
but you want to run
there is an apocalypse in the center
follow the city lights
peace in the offices and in the universities
 
Let's drink on somethings that does not work
we are like bulls in Pamplona
pa-Pamplona
we are like bulls in Pamplona
we are like bulls in Pamplona
 

Imnul Barça

Întreg stadionul
Cântă tare
Suntem poporul blaugrana
Nu contează de unde suntem
Fie că este la sud sau la nord
Acum toți suntem de acord, cu toții suntem de acord,
Un steag ne unește în fraternitate.
Albastru și bordo suflând în vânt
Un strigăt curajos
Avem un nume pe care toți îl cunosc:
Barça, Barça, Baaarça!
 
Jucători, Suporteri
Uniţi suntem puternici.
Am realizat multe de-a lungul anilor,
Am strigat multe goluri
Și am arătat, am arătat,
Că nimeni nu ne poate rupe vreodată.
Albastru și bordo suflând în vânt
Un strigăt curajos,
Avem un nume pe care toți îl cunosc:
Barça, Barça, Baaarça!