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I Wonder

What is happening?
I wonder...
I can't go on like this
My love is moving backwards
And I don't want to be harsh on you
But your love makes me bored
makes me lazy
I swear, my dear
Oh your heart, sweetie,
has been revolving
and turning around you for a long time
 
Tell me, darling
What happened?
Don't you feel
that our situation is changing?
I say I'll tell you
But it seems that you can't see
the fact that, my love
Our story is over
I wonder...
 
It seems the boredom has taken over
And the laziness grew
I swear, my dear
Oh your heart, sweetie,
has been revolving
and turning around you for a long time
 

Second Legend*

When the lantern lights
Turns off among plane trees,
Your past, my city,
Is depicted in front of my eyes.
 
Is it fairy tale or actuality,
Who knows who invented this story -
There is another legend,
...Why you were named Tbilisi. x2
 
Plains are full of green,
Mountains are covered with snow,
Warm people and the warm Sun -
This is our country.
 
Therefore they say that this is
Why you were named Tbilisi.**
Is it fairy tale or actuality,
...Who knows who invented this story x2
 

What is God?

A hand came down from the sky
And caressing his hair
Curl and sign of the cross
The caress of Jesus made the miracle possible
 
He turned the net into soil
He made pigeons out of the ball
Landing their peace in the East Falkland
Wiping an absurd war
 
Judas won't play this afternoon
They expelled him for traitor
And eleven apostols of Christ with the ears to the sky
Consulting to the Lord
 
And Jesus said: 'I'm leaving, I won't talk about tactics
But I give you an advice
Give the ball always to the Ten
And another miracle will happen'
 
The Ten whispered in its ear
'Eternal bride, come with me
I'll take you for a ride
The whole world will see us and they'll know how much I love you'
 
The ball in love
White immaculate skin
Was giving in without shame
To velvet soles of its eternal great love
 
In filigrees of dancing
The stroll began
Overdose of talent
Turned the rivals into concrete statues
 
Great lover everywhere, dances the Ten with his lover
Caresses, kisses, hugs
The Ten making love
And the orgasm was a goal
 
The red sun shouted goal
It's ray arms in high
And Jesus Christ jumping
Celebrating the work of Lord Ten and his highness
 
Another flight of doves
Swift journey to the southwest
Argentinian sovereignty
White and blue-sky flags decorating the West Falkland
 
Nobel peace prize
From Mexico to Villa Fiorito
From the Falklands to England
This crazy short Ten filled the earth with smiles
 
Cryings and laughters of mothers
Seeing in the Ten the friend
He generates a suppressed smile, his smile in all the pictures
Of the sons fighters
 
And Jesus said: 'I'm leaving, I won't talk about tactics
But I give you an advice
Give the ball always to the ten
And another miracle will happen'
No, no, no, no
 
Great lover everywhere, dances the ten with his lover
Caresses, kisses, hugs
The ten making love
And the orgasm was a goal
No, no, no, no
 
For the miracle of your hand
And the miracle of your feet
For the miracle of your hand
And the miracle of your feet
 
Thank you, Lord God
Thank you, Lord Ten
 

I raise my glass

I´m gonna kill the lion
Of the void we lack today
I raise my glass for all the children of Soul
And for the neighbor who reported us
For our way to make rock and roll
Fly, let them fly
A table for two
 
I raise my glass to the sunrise light in every city
Only kisses
If you don´t see me
I´ll be behind
Saying too late
Way too late
 
Let´s go dance until they drag me somewhere else
If possibly I´m not abstemious
Today I´ll be it even more
To not piss you off
So as not to lose you
 
I´m sorry I´m getting older
And look at the world from my balcony
And if in black and white
I find Truffault
I´ll beat him, four hundred and two
And laugh awake, live without dreaming it
Checking the case, it is not that big of a deal
 
I raise my glass to the sunrise light in every city
Only kisses
If you don´t see me
I´ll be behind
Saying too late
Way too late
 
Let´s go dance until they drag me somewhere else
If possibly I´m not abstemious
Today I´ll be it even more
To not piss you off
So as not to lose you
 
I´m gonna kill the lion of continuous apetite
I´m gonna feel better when all this gets to an end
 

Spring

May the moment ascend and come
In which a new day will break
And the river which goes out of Eden will come down and water my garden
A fountain of living waters will enfold me as my mother's womb
And replant within me the strength
To awaken the great light hidden inside me
 
And despite the coldness and darkness of the night
The spring will not cease to flow
Out of the depths tears arise
And melt the layers that covered my eyes, lips, and heart
And with my last bit of strength I shall stand on the top of the mountain
And lift up my voice
 

Fable

And they tell how he transformed
in a tree because he decided so and he remained
planted there looking at the soil where new flowers were being born.
 
He was the shelter of rabbits and hummingbirds
and the wind taught him how to cross the sun,
about the wild honey and resins and the rain bathed him.
 
'And my happiness', he said to himself,
'That, that... I now know I've found it.
That, because I have all the time for myself.
I don't need anyone anymore'.
 
All the beauty of life is for me.
And one day, the passed by there the eyes of a girl
who had stolen the brightness of two stars from the sky.
And his roots shivered.
 
Suddenly, so much bewilderment inside him.
That thing only felt by a man without a woman
and he extended his branches towards her.
 
I sense that happiness is never half of the infinite.
 
Then, at the same time, there were sun and moon, moon and music!
At the same time, there were laughter and crying, and in the meantime,
he was a man who had awaken to life!
 
(It was like the way water falls at the same time...)
(Its seconds are enormous...)
That peace, such a truthful one, that an enchanted fable
hides in herself to be authentic!
 

Conch

I only this, I only that1
I only sat there in a bad mood feeling tired
Everyone here wants to talk
It's for the best that I'm quiet
For the best that I'm tame
If everyone here is wild
 
You can easily enough forget
What makes you happy
The voice of the voiceless
And what it never said
Every single weekday
What do you dream about then?
Every freest day off
What do you run away from then?
 
I only, I only
I only listen to the conch and dream about the ocean
I only, I only
I only listen to the conch and dream about the ocean
 
Everybody here wants to say something
But no one here wants to listen
Everybody here want to be something
But no one will be anything useful
I'm good at talking
But don't have anything to say
Because all that talk
It doesn't matter
 
You can easily enough forget
What makes you happy
The voice of the voiceless
And what it never said
Every single weekday
What do you dream about then?
Every freest day off
What do you run away from then?
 
I only, I only
I only listen to the conch and dream about the ocean
 
I only this, I only that
One man's trash
Is another man's treasure
Because no one here can stop
You from just leaving
For a holiday in your mind
See you soon, good bye!
 
You can easily enough forget
What makes you happy
The voice of the voiceless
And what it never said
Every single weekday
What do you dream about then?
Every freest day off
What do you run away from then?
 
I only, I only
I only listen to the conch and dream about the ocean
I only, I only
I only listen to the conch and dream about the ocean
I only, I only
I only listen to the conch and dream about the ocean
 

• 1. 'Ditt og datt' means 'this and that', but 'datt' in this case might as well mean 'fell'

I'll teach you the way to heal a broken love

Sad midnight, the moonlight wets the garden
Grant me the magic power of love
Make him turn around once again
He broke my heart
 
Abracadabra, I project the moon in a bucket
While I mix it with the fingers, I recite a spell
The light rising suspiciously shakes the elms
The night wind blowing violently knocks his door
 
Abracadabra, he takes an aphrodisiac
Tearing up a hundred times his thrown shirt
Green flames blaze shining on his sleepy face
The flickering smoke shows me colorful in his dreams
 
Abracadabra, how ever when it doesn't make effect
Eternal love becomes impossible
But the the roosters sing and the sky clears up
Before Venus starts to rise slowly in the east
 
Sad midnight, the moonlight is white and cold
Grant me the magic power of love
 

Sleep

My heart doesn't know how it woke up
I wasn't even ready when you suddenly came to me
Do you know, do you know, wait a second, I won't admit it yet
 
You are the first, you are the first
But I'm still not ready
So I'll put my heart to sleep for now
 
Sleep, my heart
While the world continues to spin
Sleep, my heart
You don't have to rush true love
Sleep
 
My heart doesn't know how to start
Or how to get rid of the fear that you'll disappear
Do you know, do you know, alright, I'll admit it now
 
You are the first, you are the first, you are the first...
But I'm still not ready
I'm sorry if I put my heart to sleep for now
 
Sleep, my heart
While the world continues to spin
Sleep, my heart
You don't have to rush true love
Sleep
 
Breathe deeply
My heart's prayers
Are not whispers in the wind
 
Oh, breathe deeply
My heart's prayers
Are not whispers in the wind
 
My heart's prayers
Are not whispers in the wind
 
Sleep, my heart
While the world continues to spin
Sleep, my heart
You don't have to rush true love
 
Sleep, my heart
While the world continues to spin
Sleep, my heart
You don't have to rush true love
 

Good morning

Every day I feel closer to you
If it wasn’t for the pull of attraction I wouldn’t be here
There are those who say fear is not a part of me
That energy and madness embraces me
 
I want to and don’t want to forget about you
I want to and don’t want to stop feeling
If i could take off my costume I would
If you could get me out of here
 
Good morning, good night calls you
Get into bed and breathe
Snuggle into your chest and sleep peacefully
 
The other way around, rome [et yod roma et otiuq]
To the right and without so much mystery… im keeping you to myself
I don’t want to feel the heat of another body anymore
I don’t want to go away, take it away from you
 
Good morning, good night calls you
Get in your bed and breathe
Snuggle into your chest and sleep soundly
 
Repeat chorus x2
 

Let The Rule Demolish

Prayers haven't answered
Hearts haven't satisfied
Women haven't laughed
At that life
 
Progress hasn't finished
Palaces haven't made them fulled
Wars haven't stop
At that life
 
Its blood is still on our head
 
Let the drums be played,
Slaves wake up
Weapons burn
Let this rule demolish
 
Let the epics be written
Hopes spread
Open borders
Let the rule demolish
 
Every memory is a magic
Both healing and poison
A borrowed run
In front of us
Its belief is still in our soul
 
Let the drums be played,
Slaves wake up
Weapons burn
Let the rule demolish
 

As far as people go, I'm unstable

(wobble, wobble, wobble, wobble)
(wobble, wobble, wobble, wobble)
(wobble, wobble, wobble, wobble)
(wobble, wobble, wobble, wobble)
 
We like changing up out words. It's the adults' fault. It's society's chain reaction.
Where the hell's the censor? I say what I wanna say. I'm deemed the bad kid, but do I care what they think? Hell no!
I make a 'tch' sound each time these zigzag roads completely ignore my hitchhiking, ah Jesus!
(That person is so stable. Amazing!)
 
Even useless people beg for love. Hey, even I want to live according to the script from birth 'til death.
But everybody's a megalomaniac, so c'mon, all together now, Say God knows!
 
Fitting in with my surroundings has me in despair! I'd even rather emigrate to another island that's open to foreigners.
And it's all free for me to choose, yet still, I go back to carrying the cross.
(Athletes are my type. They're so stable, amazing!)
 
I've come to know the reason why I'm not rewarded.
As far as people go, I'm not stable.
 
Well if that's the case,
Live in the moment, and take a bite out of the future. Look the people around you in the eyes.
Do we only live twice? Somebody, please lend me your fire!
Everything's a seed of bitterness. But even so, I'm sure
that if I'm with you, I'll make it, somehow.
(I'm right here, please notice me...)
 
Is the falling rope made of spider silk? Even if I wish for color, the road ahead is black.
We truly struggle, struggle, but we're just good-for-nothings. Despair is our password.
I run berserk! Only for me, dear love is not free-of-charge. It must be a conspiracy!
I'm trembling so much that I cannot even hit the center of the target, so I think I'll
go make myself taller.
 
I've come to know the reason why I'm not rewarded.
As far as people go, I'm unstable.
 
Ah, I've come to know the reason why I tremble.
It's because I have no one to lean on.
 
So, grow a spine!
Because this is a disgusting era, look at the people around you in the eyes.
Life is complete in itself, so, somebody, please lend me your fire!
In the end, it's still a seed of bitterness. But even so, I'm sure
that if I'm with you, I'll make it, somehow.
(I'm right here, please notice me...)
 

Sunflower

※ Northward, southward, eastward and westward.
Flowing people, flowing into rivers they run.
Northward, southward, eastward and westward.
By the time the trudging is over, smiles the sun. ※
 
If I were a wind caressing,
I'd like to flourish sunflowers under the summer sky.
Being a wind that's seed-carrying,
Just a minuscule piece of soil need I.
 
From the firmament above
Joy and happ'ness fall off,
Which could soon mutate
Into waterdrops.
 
※ x1 ※
 
If I were a land so fertile,
I'd like to await the summer wind passing by.
Even if I starve, thirst and crack,
Just a small and lone piece of soil need I.
 
To the firmament above
The sunflowers blossom,
Which will finally rest
In Mother Earth's bosom.
 
※ x2 ※
 

Hob XXI, 3 II, 7 Welcome now, o shady grove.

RECITATIVE
JANE:
Welcome now, o shady grove,
where the roof of an ancient oak
provides a cool umbrella,
and where the slender aspen’s leaves
whisper a soft rustle!
Near soft mosses the brook
runs here in bright waves,
And swarm of burring insects
dance gaily and confusely in the air.
The Zephir’s wing bears
the fragrant woodbine’s balmy scent,
and from from the nearby bush sounds
the sheperd-boy’s flageolet.
AIR
JANE:
What refreshment for the senses!
What a rest for the heart!
Flows through every vein,
and in every nerve runs
a refreshing feeling.
The soul awakes
to delightful enjoyment,
and new strength arises
by mild urge the chest.
 

Босния моя, яблоня в цвету

Я смотрю на Фрушку Гору с Салаша,
И на поля Воеводины хлебородные

Kundera's Grandmother

Kundera's grandmother, and also mine,
knew every herb and their applications,
they knew what they had inside the mattresses,
they knew how to study the sky and bake bread.
 
Kundera's grandmother in her small Czech town
and mine in her Belchite, and they both knew
the priest was the confidant of the police.
There were no secrets around them.
 
Kundera's neighbor looks like mine.
If he is someone distinguished, nobody would say so.
He's a very proper character who spends eight hours
a day typing on a computer.
 
My neighbor goes back home and turns on the TV
and drinks a toast with the family with El Gaitero cider1
when the announcer affirms that in the whole world
there is no other place safer than our city.
 
My neighbor never knew that on that same night
on his street a young girl was raped,
that two elderly ladies were attacked and an indigent
turned up in the alley with his throat slit.
 
My neighbor, that night, got into bed
convinced he had the world under control,
certain of being a very well informed man
in respect to what was happening around him.
 
Kundera's grandmother, and also mine,
knew every herb and their applications,
they knew what they had inside the mattresses,
they knew how to study the sky and bake bread.
 

• 1. A Spanish cider

Kundera's Grandmother

Kundera's grandmother, and also mine,
knew every herb and their applications,
they knew what they had inside the mattresses,
they knew how to study the sky and bake bread.
 
Kundera's grandmother in her small Czech town
and mine in her Belchite, and they both knew
the priest was the confidant of the police.
There were no secrets around them.
 
Kundera's neighbor looks like mine.
If he is someone distinguished, nobody would say so.
He's a very proper character who spends eight hours
a day typing on a computer.
 
My neighbor goes back home and turns on the TV
and drinks a toast with the family with El Gaitero cider1
when the announcer affirms that in the whole world
there is no other place safer than our city.
 
My neighbor never knew that on that same night
on his street a young girl was raped,
that two elderly ladies were attacked and an indigent
turned up in the alley with his throat slit.
 
My neighbor, that night, got into bed
convinced he had the world under control,
certain of being a very well informed man
in respect to what was happening around him.
 
Kundera's grandmother, and also mine,
knew every herb and their applications,
they knew what they had inside the mattresses,
they knew how to study the sky and bake bread.
 

• 1. A Spanish cider

I accept

I have no other dreams
Your heartbeat is my only reason (to live)
If you ask who belongs to whom
I am yours and you are mine
 
Whatever comes into your mind, tell it to my face, come on
Tell and let everyone know
Who is smart? Who is crazy?
 
I don't understand which of us is the one who loves?
Which of us is the one who wastes (this love) ?
 
I accept, accept
If you say that 'I can never deal with the hard things', I accept
If you say that 'be my slave', I accept
Believe that I am your slave
 
I accept, accept
Even if you name black for snow-white, I accept
Even if you say that we will meet in spring, I accept
Hide me in the deep
 

In The Heart of Kabul

My sweetheart is in the heart of Kabul, the thought of going to kabul is on my mind
I will get him the best golden watch as a souvenir
Oh my dear sweetheart, the thought of you is on my mind
I'm grateful to you (that) you've become my companion
Oh my dear sweetheart, the thought of you is on my mind
I'm grateful to you, you've become my companion
 
May my life be for love, may it be a gift for lover's eyes
I will sign away all I have for love
May my life be for love, may it be a gift for lover's eyes
I will sign away all I have for love
 
My sweetheart is in the heart of Kabul, the thought of going to kabul is on my mind
I will get him the best golden watch as a souvenir
Oh my dear sweetheart, the thought of you is on my mind
I'm grateful to you, you've become my companion
Oh my dear sweetheart, the thought of you is on my mind
I'm grateful to you, you've become my companion
 
My heart is lover's home, It's crazy for the lover
This life is beautiful because of love
My heart is lover's home, It's crazy for the lover
This captivated heart of mine is longing for the lover
 
My sweetheart is in the heart of Kabul, the thought of going to kabul is on my mind
I will get him the best golden watch as a souvenir
Oh my dear sweetheart, the thought of you is on my mind
I'm grateful to you, you've become my companion
Oh my dear sweetheart, the thought of you is on my mind
I'm grateful to you, you've become my companion
 

C. J. (Big Eyebrow)

[Verse 1]
I have a place that's far from everything
Far, no one has ever been there
I keep it here, inside of me
There's no time, no rush, and no end
 
[Chorus]
To live there with you
To grow together, us two
Let's forget it all and die of love
To know if there's a normal life
Outside of my solitude
 
[Verse 2]
Don't be afraid of the abyss
It's just the breathlessness after laughing
I carry it here, inside of me
There's no time, no rush, and no end
 
[Chorus]
To live there with you
To grow together, us two
Let's forget it all and die of love
To know if there's a normal life
Outside of my solitude
 

My Grandma

You've wanted to put everything and inside the bank, you've now put
jealousy, my head, patience and will.
You taking advantage of my weak points works.
In the end, even the most loyal one won't be able to stand you.
 
With you, I talk, fail - and if I hush, fail,
and if I sing, I fail - and I fail everything.
 
You've taken up inside my whole heart
and you haven't left even a corner for the others.
 
Now I move with a red light.
If I want to, I get wet
without you yelling at me, 'You fail at everything!'
An imprisoned look that I had yesterday.
A heart that ties those who don't trust.
 
My grandma says,
'He who seeks finds, and if he doesn't find,
he searches with not break and will fall in the end.
What's good is good, there are always better ones
and if you defy luck, you lose'.
He who seeks finds, and if he doesn't find,
he searches with not break and will fall in the end.
What's good is good, there are always better ones
and if you defy luck, you lose.
You lose.
You lose.
You lose.
No, you lose.
You lose.
You lose.
 
You've exhausted even my last drop of patience
and today you've tested my goodwill
which, love, until yesterday it was immense, I swear,
and it burned because of your unhealthy possessiveness.
 
With you, I laugh, I fail - and if I dream, fail.
And if I run, fail - and I fail at everything.
 
When I wake up my glance is for you.
Everyone else's glances all just for you.
 
Warring heart of an honest man
who's regretted everything he had been.
 
My grandma says,
'He who seeks finds, and if he doesn't find,
he searches with not break and will fall in the end.
What's good is good, there are always better ones
and if you defy luck, you lose'.
He who seeks finds, and if he doesn't find,
he searches with not break and will fall in the end.
What's good is good, there are always better ones
and if you defy luck, you lose.
You lose.
You lose.
You lose.
No, you lose.
You lose, no.
 
You speak too low but I hear you.
I'm on the train and I see the snow pass me by.
I look at you, I greet you but forgetting you seems odd.
I whisper to you that I'm tired and for you to leave.
I know instinct doesn't fail.
No, instinct doesn't fail.
 
My grandma says,
'He who seeks finds, and if he doesn't find,
he searches with not break and will fall in the end.
What's good is good, there are always better ones
and if you defy luck, you lose'.
He who seeks finds, and if he doesn't find,
he searches with not break and will fall in the end.
What's good is good, there are always better ones
and if you defy luck, you lose.
 

Round Vocabulary

It was a round vocabulary
A wild sum
Waves were revealed
On fruitless fingers
Pulps her hairs
Residues of home
By the steps of Laura
The paint fell
On the empty mobile
Summoning barbs
Calling the telephone
Killing cockroaches
The fury grew
Clamouring for revenge
By the steps of Laura
In the room of the dances
The boys on the street
Playing and Laura
In the waiting room
Still educates the air
 

3 bătăi de inimă

Stăteam lângă mare, la apus,
Mă plângeam și rătăceam fără țintă, povestindu-i mării iar și iar.
Brusc am văzut-o pe ea și-am crezut că e o sirenă,
Ieșind din mare cu o sclipire mai puternică decât magia.
 
Când am văzut-o, inima mea a bătut de trei ori,
O tobă mi-a intrat in minte, cântând acolo,
Când riq a intrat in inima mea, m-am îndrăgostit,
Ce puteam să fac? am început să cânt.
 
Când a crescut iubirea? Inima mea e printre stele,
In iubirea trupului tău sunt scrise multe balade,
Oh, ochii mei, Dumnezeule, ce zile frumoase,
Când dăruiesc iubirii noastre o iubire, brusc totul este bine!
 
Brusc, o mare luptă a început în mine,
Creierul rezona cu mine, pe când inima îmi spunea să-i mărturisesc.
În câteva secunde, inima a fost câștigătoarea,
Am mers să-i spun că m-am îndrăgostit.
 
Multe luni și ani au trecut și n-am uitat,
Când te-am văzut, iubirea vieții mele, și unde,
Și împreună am mers să povestim mării
Despre o iubire mai puternică decât magia...
 

My Dear One

My dear one.. my mind got preoccupied/distracted
My dear one.. I've got tired
My dear one
X2
 
Why did your heart forget me
My time hardened for me
X2
 
My dear one.. my mind got preoccupied
My dear one.. I've got tired
My dear one
My dear one.. My dear one
 
I would've never believed you would go away.. & (let me) suffer in my days.. My dear one
X2
 
And you know, my love
That I can never tolerate your absence
X2
 
You are the meaning of my life
My existence.. my love
X2
 
My dear one.. my mind got preoccupied
My dear one.. I've got tired
My dear one
My dear one.. My dear one
 
You, the delight of my life
My soul.. my hopes
My dear one
X2
 
Why did you forget the nights
Leave & not care..
X2
 
Who is left for me other than you?!.. My life.. My dear one
 
My dear one.. my mind got preoccupied
My dear one.. I've got tired
My dear one
My dear one.. My dear one
(Repeat)
 

Night Wind and Falcons

When the night wind hits I'm lonely,
Very much, I am lonely.
Leaving the conversation by saying such sudden words.
I'm Lonely, I'm Lonely.
I want you to catch all my rivals.
The Sudden things those morons's say.
Can I forgive you for all the summers you've had in love.
 
Your love,
Im a photographer then.
Even though it feels like summer.
I'm still on the Falcons road.
You don't have an umbrella.
The sound of unrest drowns out the rain.
 
Only the tears and sadness.
Sharp and shapeless.
The lethargy of festival music.
I'm not worried about the wind.
I remember the fall.
You robbed me of my lips,
But hey, I didn't feel anything.
 
Your love,
Im a photographer then.
Even though it feels like summer.
I'm still on the Falcons road.
You don't have an umbrella.
The sound of unrest drowns out the rain.
 
Even if it doesn't rain
I can't stop the wind blowing.
If it's too much, it's dripping on you.
Its like taking a peek and watching you dream.
It just hurts, thats just summer, thats just summer.
Even if you're in love like a Falcon, you can't give up.
Falling into the night.
 

Vagabondul

Tu ești floare delicată, eu sunt vânt nebun
Și nu trăiesc cum o fac alți oameni.
Tu ești floare delicată, dar n-o să te culeg eu.
 
Dacă te rănesc, cerul să mă judece.
Te visez zburând, mai bine să fii cu altul,
Deci dă-mi drumul, o să doară, dar eu plec.
 
Sunt doar un vagabond, e-o nebunie să mă iubești,
Sunt o pânză albă în mijlocul mării, mă cheamă zori noi.
Ai adormit sub stele,
Sunt doar un vagabond, tu mă visezi.
Ai adormit sub stele,
Sunt doar un vagabond, tu mă visezi.
 
Dacă te rănesc, cerul să mă judece.
Te visez zburând, mai bine să fii cu altul.
Tu ești floare delicată, dar n-o să te culeg eu.
 

Gloomy December

Cold wind blows tensely
In the month of December
Rain falls heavily and strongly
My heart palpitates
 
I remember the shadow of dream
at that night
The gloomy night, you told me the words
'Goodbye, darling'
 
The honeymoon you promised me
Flies away, more and more
Vanished, lost swallowed by rainwater
You didn't come.
 
This month is the second December
I've been waiting for
For two years I've been waiting patiently
I'm struck by loneliness
 
Cold wind stabs my heart
It feels, oh, painful
The honeymoon remains a dream
Without realization
 
The ray of love, as bright as the moon
has faded now
Gloomy December always haunts
all of my dreams
 
This month is the second December
I've been waiting for
For two years I've been waiting patiently
I'm struck by loneliness
 
Cold wind stabs my heart
It feels, oh, painful
The honeymoon remains a dream
Without realization
 
The ray of love, as bright as the moon
has faded now
Gloomy December always haunts
all of my dreams
 

Trump PAM-PAM

(Buranovskie Grandmothers):
Here is an asterisk in the sky
Friday, enough work
Harmonists and Djs and start a party
There are two speakers in the garden, a lamp on a birch tree
Charging a new hit, a song about Trump
 
(Buranovskie Grandmothers):
Tram-pam-tram-pam-pam! Come on everybody
Tram-pam-tram-pam-pam! Let's dance
Tram-pam-tram-pam-pam! Come on everybody
Tram-pam-tram-pam-pam! Lie on the grass
 
(Buranovskie Grandmothers):
In the afternoon with Baba Anya, I'm not lying on the couch
Show someone who doesn't like disco
Charge your speakers, yeah turn on the lamps
We will now sing you a song about Trump
 
(Buranovskie Grandmothers):
Tram-pam-tram-pam-pam! Come on everybody
Tram-pam-tram-pam-pam! Let's dance
 
Tram-pam-tram-pam-pam! Come on everybody
Tram-pam-tram-pam-pam! Lie on the grass
 
(Buranovskie Grandmothers):
Come on, honey! Nika honey, get your vinyls
There will be no whole decibels here
Charge your speakers, yeah turn on the lamps
We will now sing you a song about Trump
 
(Buranovskie Grandmothers):
Tram-pam-tram-pam-pam! Come on everybody
Tram-pam-tram-pam-pam! Let's dance
Tram-pam-tram-pam-pam! Come on everybody
Tram-pam-tram-pam-pam! Lie on the grass
 
(Buranovskie Grandmothers):
Tram-pam-tram-pam-pam! Come on everybody
Tram-pam-tram-pam-pam! Let's dance
Tram-pam-tram-pam-pam! Come on everybody
Tram-pam-tram-pam-pam! Lie on the grass
 

Love Letter

I wrote you a letter, burying my head in my hands
My feelings of love, so sweet and bitter
Can I tell you everything right?
 
I keep drawing my soft admiration
Like a rainbow spanning the sky
Feelings of every color and hue
Hope I can send them to you
 
Hey listen up
This love is wonderful
My heart is thumping so fast, it’s gonna explode
Sunshine day, I wanna tell you right away
Dreaming dreaming darling
‘cuz I love you
Love you so much
Please receive my love letter
 
Biking down the slope, I start humming a tune
While the wind is giving me a pat on the back
This melody of love makes me shy enough
 
It’s not time yet, I made it here already
At the park where you’ll meet me
I'm wandering about, feeling nervous
Gotta calm down and take a deep breath
 
Hey I’m pretty sure
That we're falling in love
My heart is advancing towards you
I love you, that’s all I wanna say
Love me Love me darling
It’s all settled
It's embarrassing, though
Take my love letter and just say yes
 
If I could watch that sky with you
If I could hold hands with you
I think my face would turn super red
But I wanna experience it all
 
Hey listen up
This love is wonderful
My heart is thumping so fast, it’s gonna explode
Sunshine day, I wanna tell you right away
Dreaming dreaming darling
‘cuz I love you
Love you so much
Please receive my love letter
 

The Festival of Giarabub

Nailed on the palm grove vigil property the moon on horseback of the moon this ancient minaret
Ring, Machines, Flags, Outbursts, Blood! tell me, what happens,
Cameleer?
it's the festival of Giarabub
 
Colonel, I don't want bread, give me the lead of my musket!
There's the land of my bag that today will suffice me
Colonel, I don't want water, give me the fire destroyer!
With the blood of this heart my thirst will quench itself
Colonel, I don't want change, here no one goes back!
We shall not cede even a meter, if death does not pass
 
The new grass sprouts where the blood fell to rivers
These ghosts, Sentry, are they dead or are they alive?
 
Who speaks so close to us?
Cameleer, it's not you!
On my knees, wayfarer, they're the voices of Giarabub
 
Colonel, I don't want bread, give me the lead of my musket!
There's the land of my bag that today will suffice me
Colonel, I don't want water, give me the fire destroyer!
With the blood of this heart my thirst will quench itself
Colonel, I don't want change, here no one goes back!
We shall not cede even a meter, if death does not pass
 
Colonel I don't want commedations, I'm dead for my country but the end of Britian begins by Giarabub
 

Rum's Love Song

Don’t you be nervous, love
Always watching you take a look around
Don’t you look away from me, love
I’m the best girl out of them
 
I love you
I love you
I love you
I love you
 
Late at night when the stars are glittering
Dreaming is all I do about you
I give you love, you give it away
Like you’re putty in somebody’s hands
 
Ah how come boys
How come they have so much love?
Ah sprinkled all over the place
That only makes me get in trouble
 
Don’t you be nervous, love
Always watching you take a look around
Don’t you look away from me, love
I’m the best girl out of them
 
Ah how come boys
How come they’re falling for so many chicks?
Ah will you love only me?
All this time, I’ve been the only one for you
 
Don’t you be nervous, love
Always watching you take a look around
Don’t you look away from me, love
I’m the best girl out of them
 
I’m the best girl at all times
For every piece of you
I love you
I love you
I love you more than anyone does!
 

Probably the Wind

Hey, that girl whose short hair fluttered
Has really caught my attention - for some reason
 
The upbeat flick of the wind
Just got some sand in my mouth
 
A gust of wind that laps
A footpath that anyone would forget
 
That moment when I passed
That girl I didn't know on her bike
 
The slightly passionate gaze I gave to her as the wind blew
The actions that left me flustered
 
The slightly passionate gaze I gave to her as the wind blew
This season that left me flustered
 
If only I could take it with me
 
Hey, that girl whose short hair fluttered
The hair that was about to go in my mouth
 
And the quiet downbeat of the wind just now
Tangled up in this moment
 
The girl who rode on that footpath is probably the wind
Those actions that left me flustered are probably the wind
 
The slightly passionate gaze I gave to her as the wind blew
The actions that left me flustered
 
The slightly passionate gaze I gave to her as the wind blew
This season that left me flustered
 
If only I could take it with me