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Vanilla and chocolate

What people are these, yours and mine
Where did it take root?
The sea changed, the sky changed
Where it wasn't dawning
Made the world its country
 
And your grandfather walked there
My grandmother put her foot here
Our love is all the sea
You have the perfume of moonlight
I taste like coffee
 
Loved of white skin
You're cream in my mate tea
It has more taste than honey
Marry vanilla with chocolate
 
White seagull went to find
In those lands further south
Sweet and musical people
That in their tropical chant
Put the dream and the blue sea
 
Who seasoned our love
Made by guitar and guitar
In the coming and going of the caravel
With pepper and with cinnamon
With gindungo and saffron
 
Loved of white skin
You're cream in my mate tea
It has more taste than honey
Marry vanilla with chocolate
 
What people are these that left
And went to double the Bojador?
These people that felt the spell, the challenge
Of inventing a new love
 
From united hands the flower is born
And every kiss knows peace
When the soul feels love
Have the body any color
Black or white doesn't matter
 
When the soul feels love
Have the body any color
Black or white doesn't matter
 

What lightly walketh under trees in autumn

What lightly walketh under trees in autumn
by the green stream, o’er which seagulls are gliding -
the leaves, they fall

Sleep

Versions: #1
Sleep drift off to sleep, sleep my baby.
Sleep drift off to sleep I love you a lot
Sleep drift off to sleep, sleep my favorite.
Oh, but but but but, sleep my baby.
 
Sleep drift off to sleep, sleep my baby.
Sleep drift off to sleep I love you a lot
Sleep drift off to sleep, sleep my favorite.
 
Baby, speak about love to me.
I'm tired of my torment. take it away!
Come over here and give me a hug.
I'm a prisoner in your love
I'm flying away to infinity.
 
Baby, close your eyes. I'm right beside you.
The moonlight shows us the way
Where to turn where to go
You and I together, forever...
 
No need for extra phrases.
Let's forget everything in two shakes of a lamb's tail
It's time for me to take away your fear.
 
No need to repeat it.
Repeating it is a mistake
It's time for you to understand everything.
 

Babi Yar

Weaved with sky the slope of hill.
Silently stand the chestnuts.
Imerald grass is above...
Yes, that the green field,
Looks like blood today.
And the head bends down to field.
 
In silence, here, people stand,
It's heard the whisper of their dress.
That is the Babi Yar of fate.
That's my brothers blood.
That's the Women Gulf of fate.
That's my brothers blood.
 
Not so far the ground lies.
And just hand to touch the sky.
To the sky I have rised up and to earth I down crawled.
Sorry, sisters, I was not near you.
And in your growling I didn't weave my cry.
 
The air is full of pain.
The Sun is wide as moon.
That's the Babi Yar of fate.
That's the groan of my songs.
 
The fresh winds are blowing.
With too late repentance
will not hear truth the dead.
That s why the people stand in mournful grief
uder chestnuts leaves.
 
My God. Where is the way to go...
Judgment mine is awful for myself.
That's the Babi Yar of the childhood
That's the cry of our hearts.
That's the Babi Yar of the childhood
That s the cry of our souls
 

Prophetic fate

Versions: #1
I have lost way, don't know where
I have seen miracle there
On cold water over there
In dirty wearings
Through the river in a wink
Old man roamed as on land
Or in Past time was his shape
Or in Future time
 
But such really frozen bound
And snowstorms still whirl around
I saw off him by my eyes
I've heard beats of heart
Lonely, humpy was passing by
Maybe was she fate of mine ?
I would ask her, but my lip
Just was numb at all
 
By field, field, field,
By white, white field smoke walked
Hair were darker than the tar,
Turned gray-haired
 
And old man walked, as a wraith,
On new snow shoeless
Whether over horizon
Or in deep of ground
And black height was so strong
And snowflakes had tired of song
They were dropping on his shape
But they didn't melt
 
Right in ringing silence he,
Turned around straight to me
And I felt goosebumps my back
By so icy wave
He was faced me and was slept.
'Who're you, old man ?'- I had yelled
But old man laughed,laughed to me,
Disappeared at all
 
By field, field, field,
By white, white field smoke walked
Hair were darker than the tar,
Turned gray-haired (x2)
 
I would not faith to my eyes,
Would join everything with tears
Maybe everything were there,
It was imagined
Suddenly, my friends, I saw
Him in mirror and I thought
It should be that meeting mine
Was prophetic
 
By field, field, field,
By white, white field smoke walked
Hair were darker than the tar,
Turned gray-haired (x2)
 

Caribbean

Free
Finally now
You can take it easy
What the hell
You deserve everlasting sunsets
Cruises in the Caribbean
Serenity
 
As for me
I have no crazy plans
I am sucking baby Sammontana*
In August you melt alone under the sun
A couple of foreigners, which sees me staggering cries
 
Boy
Oh boy
The boy
Help that boy
Boy
Poor boy
Save the boy
 
Go to live on trees
To live with Salgari in the tropics
Take a break to think
(Have) foreign affairs in bungalows
 
As for me
I have understood nothing
About decaying love
What a lot of shit drys up under the sun in Summer
The american lady as I am losing my senses cries
 
Boy
Oh boy
The boy
Help that boy
Boy
Poor boy
Save the boy
 

Dress

(2X)
Your hands want
Your your hands want
 
When we're hand in hand
Oh what a movement
When you're with me
With me you rise up (?)
 
What are you thinking about?
Because what I am thinking about
My thoughts aren't good,
They're not good, I know
 
Stars in the night
Don't be shy for us
But you can believe me
 
Take off that dress
Show me who you are
You were never
This close to me
 
And if your hands want
To touch me there, you can
You were never
This close to me
 
And we are driving our neighbors
Crazy again tonight
 
Because if your hands want
To touch me there, you can
You were never
This close to me
 
Like despacito
You can go even slower
But you want to move
Even more dangerously
 
I can't feel my face anymore
When you do it faster
We move move
Even more scandalous
 
Stars in the night
Will show the way for us
Just don't be shy
 
Take off that dress
Show me who you are
You were never
This close to me
 
And if your hands want
To touch me there, you can
You were never
This close to me
 
And we are driving our neighbors
Crazy again tonight
 
And if your hands want
To touch me there, you can
You were never
This close to me
 
Stars in the night
Will show the way for us
Just don't be shy
 
I'll be here for a long time
Just don't be shy for us
Don't be shy
Don't be shy
 
Take off that dress
Show me who you are
You were never
This close to me
 
And if your hands want
To touch me there, you can
You were never
This close to me
 
And we are driving our neighbors
Crazy again tonight
 
Because if your hands want
To touch me there, you can
You were never
This close to me
 

Bela Lugosi ii Mort

Alb pe alb cape negre translucid
Inapoi pe schelet
Bela Lugosi ii mort
Liliecii parasira clopotnita
Victimele fusera insangerate
Rosie catifea contureaza sicriul negru
Bela Lugosi ii mort
Nemort nemort nemort
Miresele fecioare se aduna peste al sau mormant
Presarat de florile moarte ale timpului
Neajunse in eflorescenta de dincolo
Singur intr-o intunecata camera
Contele
Bela Lugosi ii mort
Etern etern etern
 

Glory

And On Earth Peace Towards Men
Goodwill
We Praise Thee
We Praise Thee
We Praise Thee
We Bless Thee
We Adore Thee
We Glorify Thee
We Give Thanks To Thee
For Thy Great Glory
O Lord God
Heavenly King
God Most Omnipotent
Oh Lord The Only Begotten Son
Jesus Christ
O Lord God
Lamb Of God
Son Of The Father
That Takes Away The Sins Of The World
Have Mercy On Us
Have Mercy On Us
Receive
That Takes Away The Sins Of The World
Receive Our Prayer
That Takes Away The Sins Of The World
Our
Our
Our
Receive Our Prayer
Thou That Sits At The Right Hand Of God The Father
Have Mercy On Us
Mercy
Mercy
Have Mercy On Us
Thou That Sits At The Right Hand Of God The Father
Have Mercy On Us
Have Mercy On Us
For You Alone Are Holy
You Alone Are The Lord
Thou Only
Jesus Christ
With The Holy Spirit
In Gloria
Dei Patris Amen
Cum Sancto Spiritu
In Glory Of
The Father So Be It
With The Holy Spirit
The Father So Be It
 

Doomed women (Delphine and Hippolyte)

By the pale glow of languishing lamp lights,
lying on deep cushions saturated with scent,
Hippolyte dreamed of the powerful caresses
that drew the curtain off her youthful innocence.
 
She sought with eyes made unquiet by the storm
the already distant sky of her candidness
as a traveller would turn his head back toward
the blue horizons he walked past in the morning
 
The unhurried tears held back by her eyelashes,
her broken air, stupor, and doleful delight,
her vanquished arms thrown back like useless weapons,
all served and adorned her fragile beauty.
 
Lying at her feet, serene and full of joy,
Delphine kept watching her with eyes full of flames,
like a strong beast would watch a prey after having
sunk his teeth inside it to tag it as a prey.
 
Strong beauty kneeling in front of a beauty frail,
magnificent, she would inhale voluptuously
the wine of her triumph as she leaned toward her,
as if to be granted a sweet acknowledgement.
 
She sought deep in the eyes of her pallid victim
the inaudible hymn that is sung by pleasure,
and this infinite and sublime gratitude
that eyelids let out like a prolonged sigh.
 
'Hippolyte, dear heart, what do you think of this?
Will you now understand that you should not offer
the sacred holocaust of your early roses
to vehement breaths that could wither them to death?
 
My kisses are as light as these transient mayflies
that brush in the evening the great transparent lakes,
while those of your lover will dig their deep furrows
like chariots would, or some harrowing ploughs
 
They will pass over you like a heavy carriage,
horses or bullocks and their unforgiving hooves
Hippolyte, my sister, would you look at me,
my heart and soul, better half and everything,
 
would you cast at me a glance full of sky and stars?
For one of these charming gazes of divine balm,
I would unveil the most obscure of the delights,
I would put you to sleep in a dream without end!'
 
That is when Hippolyte raised her juvenile head:
'Ungrateful I am not, nor am I repentant.
Delphine dear, I suffer and I am most alarmed,
as would be after a nocturnal frightful meal.
 
I feel heavy terrors gather to pounce on me,
and dark ghostly legions of scattered spirits
trying to lead me down heaving and winding paths
enclosed from all sides by bloody horizons.
 
Would it be that we did perpetrate a strange act?
Would you, if possible, explain my troubled fright:
I shudder for fear when you whisper 'my angel!',
and yet I feel my mouth be drawn closer to you.
 
Don't you look at me so, you my only concern!
You whom I'll always love, you my chosen sister,
even if you were a pitfall along my path,
and the beginning of a certain perdition!'
 
While shaking her fair mane dramatically, Delphine,
as if she were twitching on an iron tripod,
answered with fateful eyes in a despotic voice:
'Who dares, in front of love, evoke damnation?
 
Forever damned be he, the useless dreamer
who was the first to set, in his stupidity,
to solve a problem both unsolvable and sterile,
have honesty meddle in the matters of love!
 
He who strives to unite in a mystical pact
the shadow and the heat, the night and plain daylight,
will never warm up his paralytic body
to the blazing sun that goes by the name of love!
 
Go, if you so desire, fetch an uncouth suitor,
offer your virgin heart to his cruel kisses.
And then, filled with remorse and horror, and livid,
you'll come back to bring me your now defaced breasts...
 
No more than one master can be pleased here below!'
Then the child, pouring out an immense suffering,
burst out 'I feel a chasm widening in my being,
and this gaping chasm is no other than my heart!
 
A blazing volcano, unfathomable void!
Nothing will ever sate this foul moaning monster,
nothing will ever quench the thirst of the Fury
that draws blood from the burns inflicted by her torch1
 
Let our drawn curtains set us apart from the world,
let our tiredness bring some rest to us at last!
I want to annihilate myself in your bosom,
find lying on your breast the fresh air of the tomb!
 
Come down now, come down now, ye pitiful victims,
come down the path that leads to everlasting hell!
Dive to the deep end of the pit, where all the crimes
get flayed by a wind that doesn't come from Heaven
 
and teem haphazardly in a growl of thunder.
Foolish shadows, run to the aim of your desires.
Never will you succeed in satiating your rage,
and your punishment will be born from your pleasures.
 
Never was your cave lit by a fresh beam of light.
Through every wall crack, feverish miasmas seep
and come ablaze, shining as fiery lanterns,
suffusing your bodies with their horrendous stench.
 
The harsh barrenness of your lustful enjoyment
exacerbates your thirst and parches your skin taut,
and the enraged wind blown by concupiscence
makes your flesh flap and slap like a decrepit flag.
 
Away from living folks, wandering, outcast,
run ye through the deserts, among wild packs of wolves.
Make your own destiny, ye poor unruly souls,
flee this infinity you bear inside yourselves!
 

• 1. Mmm... I bet 'sang' is just there for the rhyme.
  Come on, Charles, get a grip!

Îmbătat(Ă) Regăsește-te

Trebuie-n fieș'ce clipă 'îmbătat(Ă)' a te regăsi
Nimic mai mult nu e de spus-singura cale-i
Astfel tu a nu simți cea odioasă
apăsare-a celei vremi
care te apleacă și la pământ te-ngenunchiaza
trebuie neîncetat 'îmbătat(Ă) ' a te regăsi.
 
Însă cu ce?! ..Vin, poezie ori virtute ..
fie cum dorința-ți e .. Însă îmbătat(Ă)
regăsește-te !
Și de uneori, pe urcușul unui palat
ori iarba cea verde de pe marginea celui șanț
în dureroasa goliciune din dormitoru tău
din nou te regăsești,
îmbătarea-ți deja pălită ori trecută
întreabă tu cel vânt, cel val
cea stea, cea pasăre, cel ceas
tot ce-i trecător, fiece freamăt, fiece-ntâmplare
fiece voce, fiece grai ...
întreabă ce vreme-a sosit, iar
vântul, valul, steaua, ceasul...
ele-ți vor răspunde:
Vremea-i tu a te-'mbăta' !
Astfel a nu fi îndurerați prizonieri celui timp
'Îmbătat(ă)' regăsește-te, neîncetat
găsește-te 'îmbătat(ă)'
De/ În Vin, poezie ori virtute...
precum pofta-ți sulfetului- ți e
 

Do you wanna build a snowman [German]

Do you want to build a snowman?
Come on and play with me!
I haven't seen you in such a long time, I miss you so.
Just what's going on with you?
We were as thick as thieves.
But not anymore.
Please just tell me why!
Do you want to build a snowman?
Or maybe build something else?
 
Go away Anna!
 
Okay, I guess not.
 
Do you want to build a snowman?
And ride bikes here in the hall?
I should very much like to play with you now
Being alone is such a terrible agony.
 
Don't go anywhere Johanna!
 
I feel so lonely.
Everything is so empty.
I just stare at the clock.
 
Elsa?
Please, speak with me!
Everyone's asking where you are.
They say: be brave!
I'm trying my best.
I'm here for you,
Just let me in!
We have only each other, just you and I.
What are we going to do?
 
Do you want to build a snowman?
 

Boston Waltz

Versions: #2
On the gorgeous fancy carpet
Of the yellow leaves
In a simple dress she borrowed from the wind
Autumn danced right at the gateway the Long Boston Waltz
That warm day was flying off
As the saxophone sang…
 
And from all around the people would have come to us
And from all the roofs around the birds would fly
An applause to golden dancer flapping with their wings
Long long time for so long the music played there all days.
 
I often see that same dream
I see that wonderful dream
The Boston Waltz when autumn's dancing to us all
The leaves fall down the way
The record’s playing all day
Don’t go away, stay with me please, you are my caprice
I often see that same dream
I see that wonderful dream
The Boston Waltz when autumn's dancing to us all
 
Feeling drunk with pleasing sight
Forgot about it's age
The old home forever in love with it’s own youth
With all walls was swinging windows and open doors
And to all who lived inside
It gave that miracle swing
When the sounds disappeared in the dark of night -
There’s an end to anything that has beginning -
Saddened Autumn cried us tears with a tiny rain
Such a pity, Boston Waltz... It felt so good while in dance.
 
I often see that same dream
I see that wonderful dream
The Boston Waltz while autumn dancing to us all
The leaves fall down the way
The record’s playing all day
Don’t go away, stay with me please, you are my caprice
 
E.T. (Eva Trussell) aka Vesper Lynd

Tenners

I was walking home very late at moonlit night,
Wind-the-wanderer was swinging the street lamps,
And to make my way a bit shorter
I was singing this song to the stars.
 
Oh, tenners, my dear tenners,1
Ah, my lovely ones, good ones,
You're my true friends, with you I'm full and drunk,
Lovely tenners of mine.
You're my true friends, with you I'm full and drunk,
Lovely tenners of mine.
 
At times I caressed my luck as it would be my wife,
At times the whip of harms would lash on my back as well,
But I was happy, how could I not be,
'Cause my pocket had always been stuffed.
 
Oh, with tenners, my dear tenners,1
Ah, my lovely ones, good ones,
You're my true friends, with you I'm full and drunk,
Lovely tenners of mine.
You're my true friends, with you I'm full and drunk,
Lovely tenners of mine.
 
I used to drink a lot and I used to know pretty women,
I was good at making a jump shot, banking the ball into the side,2
And I didn't spare tenners, someday rich, someday poor,
I didn't care, I liked it any way.
 
Oh, tenners, my dear tenners,1
Ah, my lovely ones, good ones,
You're my true friends, with you I'm full and drunk,
Lovely tenners of mine.
You're my true friends, with you I'm full and drunk,
Lovely tenners of mine.
 
Oh, tenners, my dear tenners,1
Ah, my lovely ones, good ones,
You're my true friends, with you I'm full and drunk,
Lovely tenners of mine.
You're my true friends, with you I'm full and drunk,
Lovely tenners of mine.
 

• ten-ruble bank notes
• 2. Here is some pool game terminology, I'm not sure if I put it right, but the idea is that he would strike a ball so it would jump over other ball then hit another one, and the last ball would hit the table cushion, rebound and hit the center pocket on the opposite side of the table.

Kamikaze

By my moral sense decree
I enrolled as kamikaze.
With full bomb load I'm taking flight.
Fuel - just to reach my goal,
That the one I've my sights on,
And I plan to take it out tonight.
 
Nerves are stretched to the limit -
Die - but die in strong spirit.
So I go into my last steep dive.
Those who are at battle stations,
Starring up, without sensation,
Aware of their chances to survive!
 
Parachute was left at home,
On a green of airfield lawn.
Even if I wish to - it 's one-way trip.
Clouds now are inverted,
Forehead veins are all inflated,
Chest is squeezed in overloads grip.
 
Sky is crowded with tracers,
I'm diving like a razor,
Special beauty is in my flight.
Life is ending in three seconds,
No regrets and no blessings,
Trees will blossom at my home site!
 
No, they will not be back in port.
This is it. I'm touching board.
And dilated pupils will return
All my long way to the goal -
One, that I've my sights on.
I'll save others even if I'll burn!
 
There is reason with your roll
To claim somebody's soul,
And to give yours back in return.
There is reason to reach the goal -
One that I've my sights on,
Just because others had to keep living on!
 

I buy minutes

[Carlos Baute & Farina]
I buy minutes to think
I buy minutes to create
A strategy to conquer you
I already warned you that there is no going back
And I repeat you, don't call more
I warned you that it will cost you
 
I buy minutes to know
To know if you will come back
I buy minutes to convince you
How stubborn, don't look further
Leave me alone, I don't want to talk
Do me the favor in answering me
 
Mommy, mommy, mommy I know that it's not the same
Mommy, mommy, mommy leave selfishness
This can not end, tell me that you will come back
Accept it
No, no, no, it just wasn't me
That was thing of two
We were guilty, you and me
 
(There were)
There were many memories that were passing through my body
Forgetting is very slowly
Oh, oh-oh
There were, there were many memories
That were passing through your body, forgetting is very slowly
Oh, oh-oh
 
Time passes and passes and you don't resign
I don't know what to do
So that you stop loving me
I am honest, I am very afraid
I don't know if I can hadle the wait
I am honest, I love you, but
Another time, another time, another time, another time
 
Mommy, mommy, mommy I know that it's not the same
Mommy, mommy, mommy leave selfishness
This can not end, tell me that you will come back
Accept it
No, no, no, it just wasn't me
That was thing of two
We were guilty, you and me
 
[Farina]
This love already is history like the macarena
You are no longer the owner of this brunette panty
Justin Bieber, for you there is no Selena
I shake because he has sand and how says Rikarena
When love is damaged it's better to change it
What the hell, repair them, I don't look back
I go to the cementery to bury him
But you will not be able to overcome this ass
 
[Carlos Baute]
There were many memories that were passing through my body
Forgetting is very slowly
Oh, oh-oh
 
I buy minutes to venture
I buy minutes to sate
My pranks on your waist
I buy minutes for the lack of love
For pains of the heart
And more minutes to not want you, eh-eh
 
[Carlos Baute & Farina]
Mommy, mommy, mommy I know that it's not the same
Mommy, mommy, mommy leave selfishness
This can not end, tell me that you will come back
Accept it
No, no, no, it just wasn't me
That was thing of two
We were guilty, you and me
 
Carlos Baute
Mommy, mommy, mommy
Singing
Mommy, mommy, mommy
I am Farina
Mommy, mommy, mommy
'The Fine Girl'
Mommy, mommy, mommy
Bye, bye
 

Zeichnungen des Patienten O.T-English Translation

President howls!
At the tomb of Elektrolahundes
And the newscaster
Wears a honest face -
His skin shreds behind him.
 
I am waiting for the new sun on the edge of the world
The more burns than that it shines
The more burns than that it shines
And the way of your flames through our adem On the edge of the world and all the heavens are never shared anymore and hell belongs to us anyway and why should we share heaven?
The new sun
The new sun
The more burns, than that it shines.
 
The president howls
At the tomb of Elektrolahundes
And the newscaster
Wears his honest bone face
The send sign from bone beating.
 

The lights are burning on the Christmas tree

The lights are burning on the Christmas tree
How he shines festively, sweet and mild,
Like he spoke: Want to see in me
Faithful hope silent picture.
 
The kids are standing there with shiny looks
The eye laughs, the heart it laughs
O happy, blissful delight!
The old people are looking heavenward.
 
Two angels have come in,
No eye has seen them come,
They go to the Christmas table and pray,
And turn back and go:
 
'To good people who love each other,
Does the Lord send us out as messengers,
And have you remained faithful and pious,
We will come back to this house! '-
 
The lights are burning on the Christmas tree
 
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Sensation

Through the blue summer days, I shall travel all the ways,
Pricked by the ears of maize, trampling the dew :
A dreamer, I will gaze, as underfoot the coolness plays.
I’ll let the evening breeze drench my head anew.
 
I shall say not a thing,I shall think not a thing :
But an infinite love will swell in my soul,
And far off I shall go, a bohemian,
Through Nature – as happy, as if I had a girl.
 

Airplanes in the belly

Shadows in the glance, your laugh is painted
Your thoughts are not with me anymore
You caress me mechanically, completely sterile
Ice cold hand, I dread you
I feel empty and used, everything hurts
I have airplanes in my belly
I cannot eat anymore
I cannot forget you
But even that I succeed at
 
Refrain
Give me my heart back
You don't need my love
Give me my heart back
Before it breaks up
The sooner, the sooner you go away
The easier, the easier
It will be for me
 
I don't need anyone who torments me
Nobody who crushes me
Nobody who uses me when he wants
Nobody who talks to me just out of sense of duty
Who only satisfies his vanity with me
Nobody who is never there, when he is needed the most
When you gasp for air, swim on dry land
Let me go, oh, leave me alone
For this to end!
 
Refrain
 
I feel empty and used
Everything hurts me
I have airplanes in my belly
I cannot eat anymore
I cannot forget you
But even that I succeed at
 
Refrain
 
For me
 

Dinara*

I couldn't express my feelings of love
Without finding some endurance I've lost my patience
 
Dinara Dinara Dinara
Dinara Dinara Dinara
 
If this is my destiny, what should I do with my decision
I still can't forget your name
 
Dinara Dinara Dinara
Dinara Dinara Dinara
 
I couldn't touch, there was not enough words to reach my love
With all my love I wish you always be happy
 
Dinara Dinara Dinara
Dinara Dinara Dinara
 

Thank you, dear Christmas Tree

The nuts are cracked,
The presents are unpacked,
the new toys are already tried out
if everything works.
The tired Santa Claus
looks from up above,
what he did
with the last strength.
In silence, you stay next to it,
shine with your candlelight.
You bring hope, Light, and Life
in the winter night.
Thank you, dear Christmas Tree
for this beautiful time,
thank you for the luck
and for the colorful Lightdress.
Thank you is telling you every view,
as long as you are with us.
Too bad, that the time with you
so soon is over.
The Kids woke up,
over the holy night,
and still is laying in the air
the sweet Christmas scent.
The parents turn around silently
again in their beds,
for standing up is it way too early,
but dreamingly they guess:
How the kids are playing,
in the morning completely alone,
what they feel in the Chrismas room,
even without candlelight.
Thank you, dear Christmas Tree...
Soon you will be turned upside down,
that is a tradition here,
and the sweet things
land deep in our stomachs.
Thank you, dear Christmas Tree...
 
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Dear Fir Tree

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Dear fir tree, dear fir tree
Your leaves are so green!
You're not only green during summertime
No, in the winter, too, when it's snowy
Dear fir tree, dear fir tree
Your leaves are so green!
 
2.
Dear fir tree, dear fir tree
I do like the way you look
So many times during Christmas
One of your trees delighted me
Dear fir tree, dear fir tree
I do like the way you look
 
3.
Dear fir tree, dear fir tree
Your robe wants to teach me something:
Hope and persistence
Give us comfort and strength any time
Dear fir tree, dear fir tree
Your robe wants to teach me something
 

To Charles Baudelaire

I did not know you, I did not love you,
I do not know you and love you even less:
It'll do me ill to burden myself with your libeled name,
and the reason why I might still stand among your witnesses
 
is firstly that, in some other place, you fell and prayed
at those Feet joined first by cold nails, and then
by the swooned urge of sinful women who kissed them
hungrily and anointed them with mad tears.
 
You fell and prayed, like me, like all the souls
driven to the roads by hunger and thirst
that hope would embellish as they hit the Calvary!
 
A just and true Calvary, a Calvary where these doubts,
various grimaces and art, all weep over their debacle.
How come we sinful men could just die?
 
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Meditation on a stroll

Since childhood, three decades passed by already,
It's getting tougher to strip soul at the ready,
Less often we carouse the night away,
More often, go for a stroll in an old and quiet park
That's feels cooler midst September,
Where promise of the youth leaves do not render.
 
Already, older ladies seem more dear,
But younger girls like wound up dolls appear,
And Mozart's grin more clearly we hear.
Now neighbors leave after midnight, too early,
Leftover wine and cake uneaten only,
And I take out trash neck wrapped in scarf.
 
Into our home once a cloud wandered,
Right from the glass it dripped.
We our rains let pass by,
Together, you and I.
 
Since school, years twenty passed already,
The circle of my friends is no longer young and ready,
And troubles have not passed us by.
But dark is night, and day is bright as ever,
Our children grow and grow up forever,
Let our autumn become their spring.
 
Since weddings, years ten passed already,
At night to party we're no longer ready.
Grandmas we come to visit once on their birthday
And once the day they pass away,
And third time, when the heart well may
Wish a grandchild one more day to stay.
 
Half of the life already passed since weddings,
Friends, do not leave yet, if God's willing,
It's too late for families to change.
And while at times it looks quite tough,
We did get used to one another,
Leave Melpomene to tragic scene,
Don't be ashamed of what the old holds in.
 
Into our home once a cloud wondered,
Right from the glass it dripped.
We our rains let pass by,
Together, you and I.
 

O fir tree

O fir tree, o fir tree,
How loyal your leaves are!
O fir tree, o fir tree,
How loyal your leaves are!
 
You are not only green
In summertime,
No, even in winter, when it's snowing.
O fir tree, o fir tree,
How loyal your leaves are!
 
O fir tree, o fir tree,
You may please me very much!
O fir tree, o fir tree,
You may please me very much!
 
How many times in winter
One of your trees has given me so much pleasure!
O fir tree, o fir tree,
You may please me very much!
 
You are not only green
In summertime,
No, even in winter, when it's snowing.
O fir tree, o fir tree,
How loyal your leaves are!
 

From what is a Christmas tree dreaming in May?

From what is a Christmas tree dreaming in May
Can you guess it?
Why does a day past by can you guess it?
Why does the distance moon bring you Low tide or flood?
Why is the suffering of today tomorrow good again?
From what is a Christmas dreaming in May?
Ask the sun on the sky
ask the rain
And then ask yourself alone
 
Why does clouds appear from the sea can you guess
it?
From what getting rain drops heavy can you guess it?
Why is the winter cold
and the summer hot?
Why does our world just turn circles?
From what is a Christmas tree dreaming in May?
Ask the sun on the sky
ask the rain
And then ask yourself alone
That are questions of the life
Questions of the Love
And them you know exactly
 
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Oh Christmas Tree

Oh Christmas tree, oh Christmas tree,
how green are your leaves!
Oh Christmas tree, oh Christmas tree,
how green are your leaves!
 
You are green not only in summer,
no, also in winter when it snows.
Oh Christmas tree, oh Christmas tree,
how green are your leaves!
 
Oh Christmas tree, oh Christmas tree,
you can please me very much!
Oh Christmas tree, oh Christmas tree,
you can please me very much!
 
How often not during Christmastime
has a tree like you leave me very pleased!
Oh Christmas tree, oh Christmas tree,
you can please me very much!
 
Oh Christmas tree, oh Christmas tree,
you can please me very much!
Oh Christmas tree, oh Christmas tree,
you can please me very much!
 
How often not during Christmastime
has a tree like you leave me very pleased!
Oh Christmas tree, oh Christmas tree,
you can please me very much!
 

Cossack's song.

Under the evening glow towards the river is sunset,
In advance we knew, all that wasn't, and that was.
Only the bullet as fast as cossack in the steppe(can catch up with..exact translation)
Only the bullet will knock down cossack from the horse.
 
Will it be from birch or pine adzed my coffin at the end.
Not a good sign this silent sunset.
Only a saber for a cossack in the steppe girlfriend,
Only saber is a wife for a cossack in the steppe.
 
On Midsummer day, for the frost we wait, and dream of summer on Holly day,
We'll swop the heat for snowstorm and blizzard without regret.
Only the felt cloak for a cossack is a home away,
Only the felt cloak for a cossack in the steppe is bed.
 
*Babka, put away your scythe, no need to dwell,
We'll finish singing, what the heck, don't hold your breath,
Only the song for a cossack in the steppe is help,
Only with the song a cossack will have an easy death
 

Tower of Babel

I'm doing fine because I know here's nothing to lose anymore
Nothing of the value in my possession
I take the courage because I think there are things to try out
Things that you don't have to name
 
Please give me a kiss
The lips wish for a fusion
You still ask how I'm doing
How my emotional state is like at the moment
 
Everything's fine because I love you so
I love you so
The Tower of Babel
Doesn't find any consolation in your lap
That's fine because I love you so
I love you so
 
I sweat blood when you force me to march in your rhythm
When you believe you're able to control me
I will carefully juggle with tinder on hot embers
Until I and everything around me explodes
 
Oh, give me a french kiss
If you don't, give me an OD
Don't ask me how I'm doing right now
How my emotional state is like at the moment
 
Everything's fine because I love you so
I love you so
The Tower of Babel
Doesn't find any consolation in your lap
That's fine because I love you so
I love you so
 
I feel wonderful - I understood that it doesn't matter what will happen
Take the courage because starting from today no one will parry anything anymore
 

On a tree, a cuckoo sat

On a tree, a cuckoo,
Simsaladim, bamba
Saladu saladim,
On a tree, a cuckoo sat.
 
There came a young hunt-,
Simsaladim, bamba
Saladu saladim,
There came a young huntsman.
 
He shot the poor cuckoo,
Simsaladim, bamba
Saladu saladim,
He shot the poor cuckoo dead.
 
And when a year had passed,
Simsaladim, bamba
Saladu saladim,
And when a year had passed by.
 
The cuckoo was once again,
Simsaladim, bamba
Saladu saladim,
The cuckoo was once again there.
 
Then the people rejoiced,
Simsaladim, bamba
Saladu saladim,
Then the people rejoiced greatly.
 

Spiritul din cer

Când mor şi mă întind să mă odihnesc
voi merge până în locul care-i cel mai bun
Când mă voi întinde să mor,
voi merge sus spre spiritul din cer
voi merge sus spre spiritul din cer
acolo mă voi duce când voi muri
Când mor şi mă întind să mă odihnesc
voi merge până în locul care-i cel mai bun
 
Pregăteşte-te, ştii că-i musai
Vei avea un prieten în Iisus
aşa că ştii că atunci când mori
El te va recomanda
spiritului din cer
Te va recomanda
spiritului din cer
acolo te vei duce când vei muri
Când mori şi te întinzi să te odihneşti
vei merge până în locul care-i cel mai bun
 
N-am fost un păcătos, n-am păcătuit nicicum
Am un prieten în Iisus
Aşa că ştii că atunci când mor
El îmi va face legătura cu
spiritul din cer
Îmi va face legătura cu spiritul din cer
acolo mă voi duce când voi muri
Când mor şi mă întind să mă odihnesc
voi merge spre locul care-i cel mai bun
Voi merge spre locul care-i cel mai bun