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At your side, mute

At your side, mute
I think I put my hand
On your shoulder, I don't know
Absent both,
You from the shoulder, me from the hand
Out there, not so far away
From the glass pane, morning goes by
And there is calmness, sadness, end.
 

A cloudy day

Already my songs aren't happy,
already my songs are just sad,
already I faced my feelings
already I faced deception.
 
You were my heaven but, as time passed,
my heaven turned into clouds,
and on a very windy, cloudy day.
among other clouds, I got it lost.
 
If I am to die without your love,
tell the death to come right away,
after all some day, fate,
weather I wanted or not, has to kill me.
 
Me, who used to be afraid of tequila,
today I just get drunk with it,
and in each glass I look at a pain,
and in each pain I look at a love.
 
Me, who adores you, I would like to hate you,
but my fate is to live for you,
and I must wait, even if you may never return.
and I will die thinking of you.
 
When you lived me, it was all happiness,
even the moon was shinning more,
today neither the moon nor the sun shine on me,
today everything is darkness and grief.
 

Don't need to recognize me

Autumn comes incomprehensibly when
I blow the expectations of the girls along with the smoke
Porthole reduces zoom on cities
Zoom - motor - zoom zoom - I just enjoy the view
 
Notes of indifference - serenade for brain (reluctantly)
Losing interest, adding gloss
Bozos behave like mates (mates are right messed up)
Mates dead drunk, but in the air
Notes of indifference - serenade for brain (reluctantly)
Losing interest, and adding gloss
Types behave like mates (mates are right dead drunk)
Two handshakes aren't a reason to play along to me
 
Adil has girls, Adil dough [cares]
7 to 24 worked exactly a year
Trunks of women, wasting whiskey
He doesn't care on all games, turned sour
There are no animals in the house, but there are kitties
Kitties love 'Kiss'
I'm going down to zero
Everyone wants to know what with me
No, don't recognize me (non-ee)
 
I wanted to go home, but I want to go away
People think that all what do you have - you'll give them
All - from almost familiar relatives
Until you barely know the young ladies
Anyway, they will all eat maggots
All the same you will not return to the reeds behind the house
Another couple of greetings to strangers
What the fuck are you? I'm just polite
 
Autumn comes incomprehensibly when
I blow the expectations of the girls along with the smoke
Porthole reduces zoom on cities
Zoom - motor - zoom zoom - I just enjoy the view
 
Adil has girls, Adil dough [cares]
7 to 24 worked exactly a year
Trunks of women, wasting whiskey
He doesn't care on all games, turned sour
There are no animals in the house, but there are kitties
Kitties love 'Kiss'
I'm going down to zero
Everyone wants to know what with me
No, don't recognize me (non-ee)
 

A Fado in Vienna

A fado in my voice
is to carry a flag
in the blessed strings
by the sung notes
that pass any border.
A fado in my voice
is an unusual invitation
from my body to your hand
in a hall rendezvous
that joins waltz to my fado.
I sing in Lisbon
I sing in Vienna
I sing my saudade*
living the music in each city.
I sing in Lisbon
I sing in Vienna
I sing a travelled dream
travelling the world in fado's steps.
A fado in my voice
is to lead a hope
away from a country
so that the singing that learns
will spin in your dance.
A fado in my voice
is a not small soul
singing this wish
that the river Tagus' waters
are the Danube in Vienna.
I sing in Lisbon
I sing in Vienna
I sing my saudade
living the music in each city.
I sing in Lisbon
I sing in Vienna
I sing a travelled dream
travelling the world in fado's steps.
I sing in Lisbon
I sing in Vienna
I sing my saudade
living the music in each city.
I sing in Lisbon
I sing in Vienna
My fado is for you
Fado belongs to everyone!
 

What's Up? What About Love~?

The strength of love, or
the whereabouts of love, also
the shape of love, and
a piece of love, which do you like?
 
No matter how you put it, it's not enough love
Treat me more nicely!
You always leave me alone
Why do you make a girl cry?
 
Novice boy
I love you
still though
 
What is love?
That's right, in a confusing town, in this world
Something that's never off is the relationship between boys and girls
Making mistakes at times, laughing, looking at each other,
forgiving each other, flirting with each other, doubting each other, that's boys and girls, yeah, that's boys and girls
 
So, let's laugh a lot!
Even with only a piece of a dream,
you can make tomorrow look big! What's up?
 
So, let's talk a lot!
With a lively conversation,
mix away the things that trouble me! What's up?
 
Love is here!
 
Love is honest, or
love is mean, also
love is sweet, and
love is transparent, hey, do you know?
 
Somehow, it's a bit painful
Hey, I wanna keep walking with you like this!
On this weekend, when we could finally meet up
why do we have to be in time for curfew?
 
I'm a novice
No matter how much you love me,
It's still not enough
 
What is love?
The revolving 365 days of the year, the four seasons, 24/7
For everyone at some point, it's 'to the heaven'
Humans, animals, plants,
minerals, everything is balanced
No one is better than anyone else, that's love, that's love
 
So, let's laugh a lot!
When we make mistakes,
we can only laugh and forgive! What's up?
 
So, let's talk a lot!
Let's chat about
the things that happened today! What's up?
 
That's where love is!
 
So, let's laugh a lot!
When we make mistakes,
we can only laugh and forgive! What's up?
 
So, let's talk a lot!
Let's chat about
the things that happened today! What's up?
 
That's where love is!
 

Juan “The Scar”

Versions: #2
I’m going to sing an old ballad telling the story of
what happened somewhere on the ranch on the range,
the sad story of some farmer in love,
who was a boozer, a rake and a gambler.
 
His name was Juan and they called him “The Scar”.
He was brave and adventurous in love.
The most beautiful women possessed him
and where they lived there was not a flower left.
 
One Sunday, when he was getting drunk
people hurried to the tavern to warn him:
“Beware, Juan, they are already looking for you.
A lot of men, so don’t let them kill you.
 
He had no time to mount his horse,
someone from the crowd threw him a gun.
“Maybe I’m drunk, but I’m a tough guy”
he said before a bullet hit his heart.
 
With the rain the corn grew on the field
and the pigeons are flying to the rocky grounds.
Today they lead beautiful bulls to the slaughterhouse.
What a beautiful horse rides the one who leads them!
 
And the church bells are already tolling,
all the faithful go there to pray
and from the mountains the farmers bring down
a body of a dead man to bury him.
 
In a very humble hut a little boy is crying,
and women preach to his mother and go away
while his mother comforts him tenderly and
looking at the sky she cries and prays for her Juan.
 
And this is how this ballad ends,
a ballad about a Don Juan with a scar,
who, as it was believed, was spoiled by women
and who was a boozer, a troublemaker and a gambler.
 
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shadows

this loneliness is too long
it seems like it’ll reach tomorrow
the shadows keep following me
in the name of love
 
if i could only erase you
baby i’m falling without you
 
i can’t ever forget you
i sing this song whenever i miss those days
and as if it’s a lie
i hope for you to come back
 
i was a shadow for a while
it was too hard to think of you
i could never forget
your voice and that pretty face
 
i want to turn back time
i’d actually go mad if i could see you again, girl
you’re the only one for me
sing to me if you can hear this song
 
baby, it's never too late
when you come back, i’ll still wait
the seasons change but we’re still young
give me another shot, don’t throw me away
 
this loneliness is too long
it seems like it’ll reach the moon
the shadows travel further
before the sun rests
 
if i could only erase you
baby, i’m falling without you
 
i can’t ever forget you
i sing this song whenever i miss those days
and as if it’s a lie
i hope for you to come back
 
come back to me, you’re the bookmark
you’re the comma in my restless life
i know you miss those days too
you should be here
 
the shadows keep following me
in the name of love
 
i can’t ever forget you
i sing this song whenever i miss those days
and as if it’s a lie
when can i see you again?
 
i hope for you to come back
 

Something broke inside me

Versions: #2
Numerous times your words stabbed me
And not even once did you say 'I love you'
And if you ask for me now and you kiss my hands
I cannot love you once more.
 
Something broke inside me, I once crashed into your arms
And even if I longed for your kisses, I'm not coming back.
I won because I never wronged you
And I didn't even knock on your door.
You have become the past.
And I used to tell you: 'You'll see, you'll be crying, asking for me'
'Times will change and you'll be the one to beg'.
 
You didn't ever think that I would muster up the courage
To stay away from you for good.
YOU are the one that asks me to come back,
But now I've already gotten over you.
 
Something broke inside me, I once crashed into your arms
And even if I longed for your kisses, I'm not coming back.
I won because I never wronged you
And I didn't even knock on your door.
You have become the past.
And I used to tell you: 'You'll see, you'll be crying, asking for me'
'Times will change and you'll be the one to beg'.
 

Last Words

Surely this will be the last opportunity for me to address you. The Air Force has bombed the towers of Radio Portales and Radio Corporación.
 
My words do not have bitterness but disappointment. May they be a moral punishment for those who have betrayed their oath: soldiers of Chile, titular commanders in chief, Admiral Merino, who has designated himself Commander of the Navy, and Mr. Mendoza, the despicable general who only yesterday pledged his fidelity and loyalty to the Government, and who also has appointed himself Chief of the Carabineros1
 
Given these facts, the only thing left for me is to say to workers: I am not going to resign! 
 
Placed in a historic transition, I will pay for loyalty to the people with my life. And I say to them that I am certain that the seed which we have planted in the good conscience of thousands and thousands of Chileans will not be shriveled forever.
 
They have strength and will be able to dominate us, but social processes can be arrested neither by crime nor force. History is ours, and people make history.
 
Workers of my country:
I want to thank you for the loyalty that you always had, the confidence that you deposited in a man who was only an interpreter of great yearnings for justice, who gave his word that he would respect the Constitution and the law and did just that. At this definitive moment, the last moment when I can address you, I wish you to take advantage of the lesson: foreign capital, imperialism, together with the reaction, created the climate in which the Armed Forces broke their tradition, the tradition taught by General Schneider and reaffirmed by Commander Araya, victims of the same social sector which will today be in their homes hoping, with foreign assistance, to retake power to continue defending their profits and their privileges.
 
I address, above all, the modest woman of our land, the campesina who believed in us, the worker who labored more, the mother who knew our concern for children. I address professionals of Chile, patriotic professionals, those who days ago continued working against the sedition sponsored by professional associations, class-based associations that also defended the advantages which a capitalist society grants to a few.  
 
I address the youth, those who sang and gave us their joy and their spirit of struggle. I address the man of Chile, the worker, the farmer, the intellectual, those who will be persecuted, because in our country fascism has been already present for many hours -- in terrorist attacks, blowing up the bridges, cutting the railroad tracks, destroying the oil and gas pipelines, in the face of the silence of those who had the obligation to protect them. 
 
They were committed.
History will judge them.
 
Surely Radio Magallanes will be silenced, and the calm metal instrument of my voice will no longer reach you.
It does not matter.
You will continue hearing it.
I will always be next to you.
At least my memory will be that of a man of dignity who was loyal to [inaudible] the workers.
 
The people must defend themselves, but they must not sacrifice themselves.
The people must not let themselves be destroyed or riddled with bullets,
but they cannot be humiliated either.
 
Workers of my country, I have faith in Chile and its destiny. Other men will overcome this dark and bitter moment when treason seeks to prevail. Go forward knowing that, sooner rather than later, the great avenues will open again where free men will walk to build a better society.
 
Long live Chile!
Long live the people!
Long live the workers!
 
These are my last words, and I am certain that my sacrifice will not be in vain, I am certain that, at the very least, it will be a moral lesson that will punish felony, cowardice, and treason.
 

• 1. national police

Salvador Dali

Mușta:
Cine laudă viața, al cui ciclu, cine jură
Acesta e destinul, pentru cine un chin, pentru cine mânie, cine a lăsat bătrânețile
Uneori pe străzi doliu, povestea mea gudron este întodeaua
Soția ta a fost fată lan* acesta este paharul meu
Trezește-te repede Adem, hei în cele 4 părți ale tale a izbucnit focul
Se lovesc reciproc pe la spate nu mai e perfid de acum frați
Un ban deschide rana, în mine negru, introducerea țării într-o temniță
Nu-mi spune copil bun
Mușta ‘Quentin Tarantino’ atât de nemilos
Da fără îndoială, underground sacrificat, ești fraier
Ghidul meu este rap-ul și sunt maestrul Giyotin
Tu ești Halil Sezai
Mușta își vede de treabă în subteran Gökhan Saki
Lovesc cu pumnul Badr Hari
Lovituri de pumn Muhammed Ali
Obișnui cu fraza adică
Rap-ul este o artă a filozofiei eu Salvador Dali
Rap-ul este o artă a filozofiei eu Salvador Dali
 
Huuu eu Salvador Dali
Huuu un Salvador Dali
 
No.1 :
O crampă în inima ta, în metroul meu click clack
Scrie băut, arta străzi și voi la dracu ca Donald Trump
Üsküdar locul crimei, İstrip Zadex homie,
11 madafaka sau ca minunățiile
Planeta distrusă mormântul o groapă în crater
Tu toarnă apă, eu ard benzina criteriul meu
Ești o rezolvare, rezolvarea e la noi, sunt neputincios din nou
Nu ne diferențiem de nebunii și de Salvador Dali
Acesta nu e rap cele mei multe celebrități de pe YouTube
Hiphop-ul îmi însănătoșește starea exemple sângeroase
Lasă să plângă nemernici, toți muncesc pe internet
Voi pe stradă sunteți condescenți cea mai mică problemă
Dar am nevoie de lovituri de pumn eu de asemenea placă murdară
Pentru noi nu contează poloneză sau probleme în comă se citește
Ochii mei roșii eu am fost Akuma nigga
Pentru a murii înălțimea la microfon și o măsurare
 
Ege Kökenli

Bell of my homeland

Little morning bell of my homeland
so many secrets encased in its cries,
how many kisses have you extinguished passions,
with happiness have you made hearts beat?
 
Little morning bell that on other days
dissipated all my melancholy,
little bell of my homeland
so many secrets encased in its cries.
 
The son1 of the bells are filled with happiness
from the sorrowful sanctuary of my heart,
little golden bells whose melodies
recall to mind forever my first love.
 
I planted madrigals in the wheat fields
my sensual kisses that have been extinguished too,
and that little bell sounds sorrowful
my love buried its plaintive sound.2
 
I planted madrigals in the wheat fields
my sensual kisses that have been extinguished too,
and that little bell sounds sorrowful
my love buried its plaintive sound.
 

• 1. Mexican son
• 2. lit. 'voice'.

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• Terminology: lit. (literally), lat. (latin term), pr. (pronunciation). @= a/o (for Spanish translations only, @ can be switched from a feminine or masculine perspective.

For those who are not around

It seems that I can depict all with words,
Foundation formed by these images:
Clouds above our heads,
Clattering of a tram, amble of a horseshoe,
Cuneiform of canals and buildings,
Whims of the store signs,
Tongue-tied articulation of my wishes,
Flashing and screaming window ads,
Prattle of dreams, tremor of repentance,
Fairytale told on the late rainy nights -
Only all of this is hidden behind an invisible edge,
Where you no longer dwell and thus world is unfinished.
 

As if Yesterday have not Existed

On the other side of Vardar* after May rains
one street smells like lime tea.
For my thoughts here is the terminal stop
and for me there is a sign 'Do not cross!'
 
Light behind a window, apparently plain,
but for my soul like a lighthouse.
New steps in your small room
and new face in your mirror.
 
Everything reminds me of you wherever I go,
I need you to be reborn again,
I still swear in us and still remember
and you Forget
as if yesterday have never existed.
 
If another hand different than yours touches me,
it will plant wormwood in my heart.
I am looking back, but I cannot understand
why my dreams were too narrow for you?
 
Light behind a window, apparently plain,
but for my soul like a lighthouse.
New steps in your small room
and new face in your mirror.
 
Everything reminds me of you wherever I go,
I need you to be reborn again,
I still swear in us and still remember
and you Forget
as if yesterday have never existed.
 

Honey, honey *

I have the whole world on my palm,
as if I was breast-fed by a Gypsi woman,
so I can walk around, sing
and dare to do whatever I want.
 
In my bag full of memories
there is a small picture with your face,
so that it smiles to me and warms me up
when you are not next to me.
 
Oh, honey, honey, my heart,
just say a word and everything is yours,
what should I buy, what should I steal
to make a present for you?
Oh, honey, honey, my heart,
just say a word and everythig is yours,
what should I buy, what should be my gift
for your birthday?
 
From all smiles that I know,
I dream only of yours.
I just cannot wait until I can
bring you to fall asleep with a kiss.
 
Oh, honey, honey, my heart,
just say a word and everything is yours,
what should I buy, what should I steal
to make a present for you?
Oh, honey, honey, my heart,
just say a word and everythig is yours,
what should I buy, what should be my gift
for your birthday?
 
Oh, honey, honey, my heart,
just say a word and everything is yours,
what should I buy, what should I steal
to make a present for you?
Oh, honey, honey, my heart,
just say a word and everythig is yours,
what should I buy, what should be my gift
for your birthday?
 

El cigarette bañado

 
Voy a darle tres jalones al cigarrito bañado,
Pá sentir más ese power y me quite lo asustado,
Me viene guango un mapache con las ojeronas que traigo marcadas,
Los pulmones llenos de humo los ojos bien rojos la nariz polveada.
 
No es que me guste ver sangre pero es que estamos en guerra,
A veces andado activado tal vez paniquiado buscando a la presa,
Cuando me visto de negro me cuelgo mi cuerno, infrarrojo y pechera,
Saben que estoy bien enfermo que ando mariguano y muy pocos se acercan.
 
Y es que yo no uso las drogas
Las drogas me usan a mí,
Ese humito tranquiliza y relaja mis nervios cuando algo me estresa,
Y aun que me acabe la sierra seguiré quemando esa hierbita buena.
 
¡Y hasta que se acabe la sierra pariente!
¡Y sáquela pá que apeste viejo mañoso!
 
Soy más mañoso que el viejo, más peligroso que el diablo
Me han balaceado los guachos, en la sierra de Durango
Con un traguito de Whisky se me bajo el susto y le seguí pegando
Después me forjé un cigarro lo prendí en el monte, pá seguir loqueando.
 
Ocho días a la semana 27 horas al día
400 días al año, en la noche y en el día,
Traigo el cuerpo acelerado, el cerebro bloqueado y el cuerno bien pilas
El sueño me tiene miedo, me activo en caliente con la luz del día.
 
Y es que yo no uso las drogas
Las drogas me usan a mí,
Ese humito tranquiliza y relaja mis nervios cuando algo me estresa,
Y aun que me acabe la sierra seguiré quemando esa hierbita buena.
 
¡Y seguimos la borrachera pariente!
¡Desde Culiacán Sinaloa Viejo!
 

Words

We are one next to the other,
but there are kilometres between us.
One more act of
well exercised Passion.
As cat eyes only two sparks
are shining in the darkness.
We lie to each other without shame, and there is noone,
there is noone who can be strong.
 
Words, only empty words
cannot bring us together
this time.
Words are falling
as peeled carts
at the end of a bad Play.
 
All that we had we gave each other a long time ago,
look where the damn habit has brought us.
Where we used to plant laughs some time ago
now doubts are growing.
One of us knows everything
and the other is guilty.
 

Wide World

We spread our hands,
Once more, it's everything and more,
In the wide world,
When our eyes are closed,
We see it all,
A whole world, wide world,
And if we've come this far,
And all that remains is
To say that we lived,
That it's possible despite it all,
And every day that breaks,
Is a new dawn,
And if we've come this far,
And all that remains is
To say that we lived,
That despite everything,
Tomorrow might bring a new charm,
Might solve our dreams,
A whole world, wide world.
 
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Chair Romance

Chair* is often a boring place,
but when you pass across it
the sun starts shining and, like falling out of a dream,
the hansome guys from Chair get awake.
 
A short skirt and everyone open wide their eyes
and I am not at all better than them.
So small and sweet as a bajadera**
everyone would eat you with delight.
 
Come this night to have a romance,
I want your lips to become my habit.
Melt me as a candle,
you and me - it would be such a good luck
if you come to have a romance.
 
People tell stories that you are in the Company
only of tycoons and directors.
Your eyes overstrain my heart,
I sweat as if I were in the spotlights.
As i see, waiting will not bring me an advance,
I will have to do a hard work on my own.
I have to be a hero, to come to you and
to propose you a marvellous plan.
 
Come this night to have a romance,
I want your lips to become my habit.
Melt me as a candle,
you and me - it would be such a good luck
if you come to have a romance.
 
Stuck as a gun, with sophisticated tactics
I went out to find you.
And I saw someone giving you a hug
and I lost hope when I heard what he is whispering to you.
 
Come this night to have a romance,
I want your lips to become my habit.
Melt me as a candle,
you and me - it would be such a good luck
if you come to have a romance.
 

This or that way

You know all my deficiencies
and you still accept me when
malice and insanities come from all corners.
My salvation is your painful waiting...
 
Now I know how expensive your love is
and I took it just like that.
You pay with tears every rudeness of mine,
they are gilding your heart.
 
Today I am the king of a magic flash,
tomorrow perhaps I will be in the mud as a simple loser,
this or that way, their passion will fade
- only you will love me equally.
 
Today I have hundred wings so I can fly,
tomorrow, when I start boring them, I will be on the bottom,
this or that way, the time will pass
- only you will love me equally.
 

Do not forget to remember me

A date and a name encircled
with black marker in my calendar,
the two of us (without judges and juries)
convicted to farewell.
 
There is a place where the streets
sing because of your high heels,
there is a word which I cannot tell to anyone
since you are gone.
 
And days are passing, the memories are endless,
and as cursed I need more and more
your touch and your skin with cinnamon smell.
 
Do not forget to remember me
here I die slowly, every day.
Dear God, please check if the time has come
to wake up together again. (x2)
 
Some unimportant people, annoying telephones,
everyone is calling except you.
Are we still connected
with an invisible thread in our hearts?
 
Some small tender things are running through my head
and yes, it is a pity, I need more and more
your touch and your skin with cinnamon smell.
 
Do not forget to remember me
here I die slowly, every day.
Dear God, please check if the time has come
to wake up together again. (x2)
 

Nuse, Nuse

(You are sweet as chocolate,
I will steal you in front of your door,
Neither your father,
nor your nine brothers will rescue you.
 
Regardless that he calls his churches mosques,
we are old friends since the time when we played with marbles.
I saw him accidentally in a pub at Bit Pazar*,
he had never looked so sad, desperate.
Instead of his Nuse**, he is holding and cuddling
a glass of warm rakija*** in his Hands.
 
Nuse, Nuse, oh Nuse, oh,
I am gathering marks**** to buy you
your father asks for them.
Nuse, Nuse, oh Nuse, oh,
I do not have money, but I will take you,
just keep on laughing.
 
If you would be far away, you would be a movie couple,
but her father comes from a village near Gostivar*****.
I see, my brother,
you have a big desire underneath your skin.
My heart is tearing apart,
hear what I can propose to you.
Everything for love, we give our word,
if it is necessary we will steal her.
 
Nuse, Nuse, oh Nuse, oh,
I am gathering marks**** to buy you
your father asks for them.
Nuse, Nuse, oh Nuse, oh,
I do not have money, but I will take you,
just keep on laughing.
 
Nuse, Nuse, Nuse, (Albanian words)
Nuse, Nuse, Nuse, Nuse, my love!
 

Compass

When the eastern skies start glowing
the sun gilds my cheeks
as if you are sending me secret kisses
instead of letters from far away,
 
And when the foolish western winds
comb the birch trees
I ask myself if somewhere, at some time
your hair will cover me again?
 
Where is north... and where south...
- it does not bother it at all,
this heart as a broke compass
shows only in your direction.
 
Behind Radishani mountains stick up,
in the night the strongest star lies over them.
Dear North Star, is she unfaithful
or are you only her tear?
 
Each spring some bird
carries love songs in its throat
and with your voice it feels sorry for us
because you and me are apart.
 
Where is north... and where south...
- it does not bother it at all,
this heart as a broke compass
shows only in your direction.
 

Mavrovo Whiteness

The road gets unwound as a scarf,
Bistra* is dressed white for a prom,
the sky brings back memories of her,
of eyes from a long time ago.
 
We were young, still unburnt,
with widely open hearts,
with lips which do not know how to lie
when the love sincerely, for the first time.
 
The first love is a deep ditch,
first luck which destroys the darkness,
no other love is such innocent,
clean as Mavrovo** whiteness.
 
It was naive to swear in eternity,
very silently, so that noone can hear,
and only the morning start heard it
up there above Medenica***.
 
And here we are, new youth, new snows,
their blood is boiling, their cheeks are red,
now they learn that it is possible
that cold winter can warm up their hearts.
 
The first love is a deep ditch...
 

The Sin

[Verse 1]
You have to escape
But I don't care about that
'Cause I'm the only one
That makes you so bad
What your little girl can't stand
It is that from time to time
She doesn't go to your house
 
[Chorus]
We're slaves of sin
He has his girlfriend but he's always by my side
We hide to see each other
We have a private relationship
We're slaves of sin
He has his girlfriend but he's always by my side
We hide to see each other
We have a private relationship
 
[Verse 2]
Tell me, baby
We have the chemistry
When we are in the intimacy
I know it's a sin but when we do it
We enjoy it
We have no need to be lookin' for each other
Not to be callin'
Not sayin' that we love each other
 
[Pre-Chorus]
The same thing happens every time I call you
Everything is clear and that's why we steal
If anyone knew that we loved each other in silence
Why does it matter? I always wanna be by your side
 
[Chorus]
We're slaves of sin
He has his girlfriend but he's always by my side
We hide to see each other
We have a private relationship
 
[Bridge]
Everything we do, baby
It's a sin
You have a girlfriend and I have a boyfriend
But when we're alone that does not matter
It's somethin' that makes us unwittingly more and more
I give you everything you want
 
[Pre-Chorus]
The same thing happens every time I call you
Everything is clear and that's why we steal
If anyone knew that we loved each other in silence
Why does it matter? I always wanna be by your side
 
[Chorus]
We're slaves of sin
He has his girlfriend but he's always by my side
We hide to see each other
We have a private relationship
We're slaves of sin
He has his girlfriend but he's always by my side
We hide to see each other
We have a private relationship
 

To have

To have, to have the boldness to call things by their name, to have the fire to keep our hearts burning whenver we see some oppression. And from the amount of oppression we’ve seen weve grown
To have, to have the power to let the world talk about us
Sing our anthems that we used to sing
And the people fired up not knowing who sang
 
Im melting in a hundred different colors.
Just like the space of the universe
There wasnt anyone other than you who remembers when we said
If im going to die, im not going to die for kings
Or for boundaries that are split by kings
If im going yo die, i want to dies when there is nothing to sing
To have, to have the power to see in the mess castles
To have
Roads and roofs just like castles,as if they’re fortified and not even a hundered armies can break through
 
If im going to die. Not for a leader. Or for a cause not known for who
If im going to die
Not for a book
Not to dispel a book
And not for pockets to be filled
If im going to die
I want to die. When there is nothing to sing about
 

Pixelated love

Know, my love,
I will take care of us
Even when I go
In search of myself
In search of what makes you love me
 
But know, my love,
When you go
I will be here, steady as the ground
Making real
Loosening what the distance made us
That confuse
Makes it all a drama
For both of us
 
Refrain:
Like a pixelated love
Love
Pixelated love
Love
Pixelated love
Love
Pixelated love
Love
 
Know, my love,
I will take care of us
Even when I go
In search of myself
In search of what makes you love me
 
But know, my love,
When you go
I will be here, steady as the ground
Making real
Loosening what the distance made us
That confuse
Makes it all a drama
For both of us
 
Refrain:
Like a pixelated love
Love
Pixelated love
Love
Pixelated love
Love
Pixelated love
Love
 

Tornado Spiral

Yeah, oh, ride on
Tornado Spiral
Tornado Spiral
Tornado Spiral
That’s right, come on!
Come on girls
Making me go so crazy
Ambitions and ulterior motives
If it’s what you desire,
I’ll get stuck in the traffic for you even on my day-offs
 
Going round and round my territory
Dancing and singing until late at night
Hey, that girl, she’s such a cutie
Let’s go speak to her
Even If we speak to her and she ends up ignoring us
That would actually excite me more
 
Strong pride? Gotta go
Stubbornness? No no no
I don’t have any of those things
The only thing I have is this baseless self-confidence
 
Tornado spiral
Let’s create one, anytime here we go
Tornado spiral
Let’s get sucked up by it and travel everywhere
Wow wow wow
 
So take a ride, take a ride
Tornado spiral
Take a ride, take a
Whoa-aha whoah-oho
Take a ride, take a ride
Tornado spiral
Take a ride, take a
Whoa-aha whoah-oho
 
Partying night and day
Let’s dance all night
Drink and make some noise, get your swag
Come on girls, it would be a waste, come here
Let’s go crazy
Stir it up, create some movement
Cut the air with your steps and skips
It all starts now, movement
 
I have no sense of tact
and no principles
This is the kind of tension that I desire
Always in a good mood
Instead of being tied by common sense
Aim for the top, Winner, You
 
Huge popularity? Gotta go
Expensive suits? No no no
I don’t have any of those things
All I have is the knowledge on how to enjoy life
 
Tornado spiral
Let’s create one, anytime here we go
Tornado spiral
Let’s get sucked up by it and travel everywhere
Wow wow wow
 
So take a ride, take a ride
Tornado spiral
Take a ride, take a
Whoa-aha whoah-oho
Take a ride, take a ride
Tornado spiral
Take a ride, take a
Whoa-aha whoah-oho
 
I got you spinnin’ around
I got you spinnin’ around
I got you spinnin’ around
Baby fall in love, burn it up Spark spark
I got you spinnin’ around
I got you spinnin’ around
I got you spinnin’ around
A dazzling universe wow!
 
Tornado spiral
Let’s create one, anytime here we go
Tornado spiral
Let’s get sucked up by it and travel everywhere
Wow wow wow
 
So take a ride, take a ride
Tornado spiral
Take a ride, take a
Whoa-aha whoah-oho
Take a ride, take a ride
Tornado spiral
Take a ride, take a
Whoa-aha whoah-oho
 
Yeah, Oh, Ride on
Tornado Spiral
Tornado Spiral
Tornado Spiral
Yeah
 
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The Little Flower In The Garden

The little flower in the garden
The little flower in the garden
The little flower in the garden
She promised to that she would take me
 
The little flower of the mountain
The little flower of the mountain
The little flower of the mountain
Pays no attention to me at all
 
Come, let's go to the island,
Come, let's go to the island,
Come, let's go to the island,
You and I, and your mom
 
Come, let's go to where you speak of
Come, let's go to where you speak of
Come, let's go to where you speak of
There, where the birds build nests
 
The little flower in the garden
The little flower in the garden
The little flower in the garden
She promised to that she would take me
 

Two souls and moonlight

It is dawn
we go back to the reality
it feels like a threat
it is time to go apart.
 
Too many reasons
far too few answers
Is the desire enough
to make something happen again?
 
In the heights the whole night
two souls and moonlight floated embraced.
Me and you - we are refugees from this world
who learn the love by heart.
 
The passing day
often consumes me as a chalk.
A step backward in my head
so that I am closer to you.
 
And still
it seems like I am feeling your taste
kisses like mature dates
which sweaten the lips until dawn
 
In the heights the whole night
two souls and moonlight floated embraced.
Me and you - we are refugees from this world
who learn the love by heart.
 

Gibraltar-Labrador

I sang that sonorous song,
And I took wing over the fence,
The bird in a white lace,
And in chinchilla fur.
 
Gibraltar, Labrador,
The thief is slinking by the window.
 
If a ripe raspberry,
Got black without a reason,
And a bark crumbled,
That means the game is over.
 
Gibraltar, Labrador,
The thief is hanging down from a pipe.
 
In yellow cloud of Sansara,
Old helicopter is suffering,
He is singing to me with closed mouth
Virtuoso polyglot.
 
Labrador, Gibraltar,
The fire is starting.
 
Diverse mongols
Are drinking carbide resins,
Turks are bouncing on coffins,
Just to the city Amsterdam.
 
Labrador, Gibraltar,
The hangar is closing.
 

But I love you

In a small shop on the cashier, always smiling:
'Neighbour, anyhing else?'
And the look is shining with the colour of hope, meaning
'Take me too!'
 
The other day a girl exactly like you gave me a sign and made me reflect
She said 'I will do anything so that you are not alone'.
 
But I love you
and it is perhaps not reasonable that I dream of you
but I will not and cannot with anyone
My soul does not sing, without you my heart does not laugh
I miss our crazy things
and with out crazy things - is the love love at all?!
 
Under the mask of friendship
the night is the kingdom of ingeniously covered passions
Of small flirts, ambigous jokes
and women ready for whatever it takes
 
And I will forget easily with whom I laughed
but not with whom I cried
 
That is why I love you
and it is perhaps not reasonable that I dream of you
but I will not and cannot with anyone
My soul does not sing, without you my heart does not laugh
I miss our crazy things
and with out crazy things - is the love love at all?!
 

Pescador De Ilusões

If my knees do not hurt anymore
Faced with a good reason that brings me faith, bring me faith
If for a few seconds I observe, and just watch
A bait and hook, bait and hook
A bait and hook, bait and hook
I will still be ready to celebrate
If I become less hungry
And curious, curious
The dark sea will bring fear side to side
With the most colorful corals
Its worth it, eh eh (X2), Im hunting illusions (X2)
Its worth it, eh eh (X2), Im hunting illusions (X2)
If I dare to look for the surface in any morning
The words of a book without end, without end, without end, end
Its worth it, eh eh (X2), Im hunting illusions (X2)
Its worth it, eh eh (X2), Im hunting illusions (X2)
If I dare to look for the surface in any morning
The words of a book without end, without end, without end, end
Its worth it, eh eh (X2), Im hunting illusions
Its worth it, eh eh (X2), Im hunting illusions (X2)