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The Third Person and I

The lens of subjectivity is too close,
sadness is too solid.
Using the long view to maintain (our) estrangement.
With the cool eyes of a bystander, I look at the scenery within the mist.
Impartial, a single lens to the end.
(Putting on) a second face is very strenuous,
the smile is awfully stiff.
Using the first expression to face one’s loss.
I have started to speak in third person.
Neither too fast nor slow,(as if) this matter is completely of no concern to myself.
Watching him turn into an episode of hysterical fits.
Watching him sob spasmodically solo on the double bed.
The me who refers to myself in the third person1groans when ill.
So unhinged,so engrossed in the show.
(Putting on) a second face is very strenuous.
the smile is awfully stiff.
Using the first expression to face one’s loss.
I have started to speak in third person.
Neither too fast nor slow, (as if) this matter is completely of no concern to myself.
Watching him turn into an episode of hysterical fits.
Watching him sob spasmodically solo on the double bed.
The me who refers to myself in the third person groans when ill.
So unhinged, so engrossed in the show.
As he pleases, turn into an episode of hysterical fits.
As he pleases, sob spasmodically alone on the double bed.
The me who refers to myself in the third person gets a kick out of scolding.
Bluntly pointing out, for the hell of it.
Gradually he calms down, gradually I walk further away.
The craziness has also gradually disappeared.
Some day, when (I) turn around and see him still standing at the former place.
Caring for that year’s packet of tears.
Thank him, for being hysterical once.
~oh~oh~
Thank him for always being there.
The me who refers to myself in the third person slowly walks closer.
Hugging him,I cannot help but weep.
Oh~oh~oh~
Oh~oh~oh~
The previous happenings are all in (my) heart.
 

• 1. This is the direct translation of the line. The 'me who refers to myself in the third person' refers to the singer.

ALL THE MUSIC,ALL THE LYRICS

Love Me, Don't Go

Until now I was always the same.
 
At night, loneliness easily turns you sad.
 
I fear thinking too much, because I'm alone.
 
The moonlight stretches my shadow further.
 
As I walk aimlessly through cold streets.
 
I don't hear from you, I miss you.
 
.
Love me, don't go.
If you say you don't love me,
 
I don't need to hear you speak out your mind.
 
Give me a little bit of hope again
 
Love me, don't go.
If you say you don't love me,
 
I don't need to hear you speak out your mind.
 
Give me a little bit of hope again
 
Until now I was always the same.
 
At night, loneliness easily turns you sad.
 
I fear thinking too much, because I'm alone.
 
The moonlight stretches my shadow further.
 
As I walk aimlessly through cold streets.
 
I don't hear from you, I miss you.
 
Love me, don't go.
If you say you don't love me,
 
I don't need to hear you speak out your mind.
 
Give me a little bit of hope again
 
Love me, don't go.
If you say you don't love me,
 
I don't need to hear you speak out your mind.
 
Give me a little bit of hope again
 
Love me, don't go.
If you say you don't love me,
 
I don't need to hear you speak out your mind.
 
Give me a little bit of hope again
 
Love me, don't go.
If you say you don't love me,
 
I don't need to hear you speak out your mind.
 
Give me a little bit of hope again
 

Love (is the Answer), Hallelujah!

To everyone living in the twentieth (20th) century.
your twentieth century is coming to an end.
Will there never be an answer
to the question: Can mankind get along? ..
Two souls ascended (into Heaven) 1
a hundred and fifty (150) lonely years (ago),
We are begging you to get along.
Without understanding, life has no meaning.
 
Hallelujah hallelujah
Hallelujah hallelujah
Hallelujah, hallelujah.
 
Hallelujah to the beloved husband and wife, 2
We forgot (about them), while we were busy 'fighting amongst ourselves' 3 and eating to our hearts content) 4.
Why did we even fall to Earth? 5
Hallelujah love hallelujah love
Hallelujah.
 
Hallelujah hallelujah
Hallelujah, hallelujah.
 
Hallelujah to all the children of the future.
Our lives flew by (too quickly) 6.
We will answer the infernal 7 question:
Hallelujah love hallelujah love
Hallelujah.
 
I love your (touch and the things you say) 8.
Get off your feet, I'm not too tired 9.
Normally rivers flow into the seas.
 
Hallelujah hallelujah
Hallelujah, hallelujah.
 
Hallelujah. Ryazanov will end (the prayer). Follow along with him by reciting
the Confession of Faith.
Lord Hear Our Prayer. 10
Hallelujah love hallelujah love
Hallelujah.
 
Hallelujah to those who acted out the tragedy, 11
that gave us the (opportunity for) a life (eternal, after death). 12
to those who have loved us throughout the Century.
.
Hallelujah hallelujah
Hallelujah hallelujah
Hallelujah, hallelujah ...
 

• 1. 'went rushing into space'
• 2. I am assuming 'Mary & Joseph' ?!
• 3. 'scolding each other
• 4. 'feasting'
• 5. (I am unaware of any religious text that states that 'mankind' fell to Earth.)
• 6. 'with a gait'
• 7. 'damned'
• 8. 'hands and speeches'
• 9. (to carry you)
• 10. 'We repeat the Holy commandment'
• 11. of Christ's death
• 12. 'a second life'

Misty River

I'm looking for a path in the forest,
The secret one.1
Words (were said) but falteringly all along the line -
Like dropping pebbles in the water.2
 
Oh, misty river,3 wash the rumors4 away.5
'Cause if this love is deceitful,6
'Cause if this love is deceitful, I'll never get over it,
Oy, I'll never get over it...
 
Your eyes are sly,
So are the words of yours,
I wish I could philter7 them,
But there is no such potion (on earth).
 
Oh, misty river,3 wash the rumors4 away.5
'Cause if this love is deceitful,6
'Cause if this love is deceitful, I'll never get over it,
Oy, I'll never get over it...
 
The water is so blue,
And at the deeps it's bluer.
I'm proud, I'm strong,
But (my) love is stronger (than me).
 
Oh, misty river,3 wash the rumors4 away.5
'Cause if this love is deceitful,6
'Cause if this love is deceitful, I'll never get over it,
Oy, I'll never get over it...
Oy... Oy, I'll never get over it...
 

• 1. The russian word 'Zavetnuyu' in this context I understand as 'hidden for others and dear to her memories, precious to her heart'.
  Here she is telling us about some hidden place in the forest where she and her beloved one have been seing each other for some length of time, so the place is precious to her heart.
• 2. lit. 'Like pebbles (fell) to the bottom (of the river)'
• The word 'river' in the original russian text is used in affectionate diminutive form: 'rechen'ka' instead of 'rechka'. The closest translation to english might be 'a rivulet', it means 'a small river' or 'a small stream' and actually it's right, but there is also some emotional touch to that word in russian language. It's like she is saying 'my dear river', the same way when one is adressing to their mother calling her 'mommy'.
• gossips, the girl heard people talk about her boyfriend dating other girl
• Lit. 'Oh, my dear river, roll over the rumors (gossips)'
• Lit.
  Otherwise (I won't get over) this deceitful love,
  Otherwise (I won't get over) this deceitful love, I won't get over it,
  Oy, I won't get over it...
• 7. to enchant or bewitch one with a magical beverage to make him love you

My Appeal to Shareholders of JSC Gazprom

1. Dear shareholders of JSC Gazprom,
It would be a great pleasure to meet you,
I am Semyon Slepakov, just call me Semyon,
You even may call me every name you like:
Victor, Gennady, Akaky1, Yegorka2,
The most important thing that it would be comfortable for us,
Okay, now I turn to the subject,
I want to tell you all about my problem:
In short, my situation is so:
Somehow, I am tired of working,
I know you will pay attention to my words,
Because who can understand them except you?
Generally, I tell you honestly and straight:
I have seen your advertising on TV,
And it very convincingly says
That all dreams come true together with Gazprom,
Gazprom always fulfills its obligations,
You all are the bright proof of that,
Seeing your facial expressions,
I guess that your dreams have come true!
Eventually, I am impressed by your bright example,
So I would like to be a shareholder like you,
I do not need a large astronomical sum of money,
Please, give me at least one little percent,
Only one percent... It matters nothing for us,
It's just a small number... of nine digits,
You're so rich that you can even wipe your asses with cash,
But someone has only a budget gap.
 
The Chorus:
 
I don't wanna be an engineer,
I don't wanna be a combine driver,
I wanna be a shareholder of JSC Gazprom,
I don't wanna be a land-surveyor,
I don't wanna be a fashion designer,
I wanna be a shareholder of JSC Gazprom.
 
2. I promise I will live in a small way
Like an ordinary employee of Gazprom,
I won't throw big money around like a fool,
I will spend my money carefully, I won’t stand out,
I’ll buy a Swiss watch made of gold,
Well, it's for being like y’all, so I won’t stand out,
There will be 10-15 diamonds on my watch,
Another way, I'll immediately start to stand out,
Also, I’ll buy a little Mercedes C-class
For being like Gazprom’s faceless mass,
I don't need nor a Maybach neither even an AMG,
I’d like just a humble C-class, for my soul,
Also, I’ll build three cottages on Rublyovka3,
Well, it’s for keeping traditions of Gazprom,
Personally, I would have enough only two houses,
But I should obey our esprit de corps!
I’ll buy a Bentley with red and blue car interior for my wife
(Like cars which your security guards gift to their wives)
And a ring with a 20 carat diamond,
Because she also wants to not stand out,
I’ll buy a Ferrari for my son, he’s already 17-years old,
Well, my boy mustn’t stand out in the MGIMO4,
I’ll buy myself a yacht of 30 meters length
So I’ll be able to blend in with your crowd,
Honoring our modest corporate customs,
I’ll celebrate my birthday in Nice,
I’ll invite Britney Spears and Madonna for singing,
So I won’t be the black sheep in the company.
 
The Chorus:
 
I don't wanna be a millionaire,
I don't wanna be a billionaire,
I wanna be a shareholder of JSC Gazprom,
I don't wanna be the Mayor of Moscow,
The President5, and even The Prime Minister6,
I wanna be a shareholder of JSC Gazprom.
 
3. My dear and lovely shareholders,
I beg you to start speedy action
To allow me to join to your magic JSC,
Despite my plea is a little sudden,
I hope you will favourably consider it,
Because the gas selling by Gazprom is our common,
But only you have your dreams come true.
 
The Chorus:
 
I don’t wanna be a policeman
And even a chief of a dermatovenereological dispensary,
I wanna be a shareholder of JSC Gazprom,
I don’t wanna be Pierre Narcisse7,
I don’t wanna be a man with a large dick,
I wanna be a shareholder of JSC Gazprom,
I don’t wanna be a poacher,
I don’t wanna be a gondolier,
I wanna be a shareholder of JSC Gazprom,
I don’t wanna be a drug courier,
I don’t wanna be a just courier,
I wanna be a shareholder of JSC Gazprom.
 

• 1. Akaky is Greek men’s name translated as “a person who doesn’t make anything angry”. Now, in Russia, Belarus, and Ukraine, this name is considered obsolete and it isn’t used for a long time.
• 2. Yegorka is a little children pet name of Yegor in Russian.
• 3. Rublyovka is the unofficial name of the territory in the West side of Moscow along the Rublevo-Uspenskoe, 1st and 2nd Uspenskoe, and Podushkinskoye highways. This area is famous for the fact that many Russian famous and rich people (businessmen, politicians, show business stars, artists, etc.) live here. The land of this area is the most expensive in the Moscow region.
• 4. MGIMO (rus. МГИМО) is Russian abbreviation of the Moscow State University of Foreign Affaires.
• 5. Dmitry Medvedev is meant here.
• 6. Vladimir Putin is meant here.
• 7. Pierre Narcisse is Russian pop-singer:

Rezanov's Aria (Angel, become a human)

Angel, become a human!
Lift me up, angel, from my knees,
A thrill of heart is unknown to you,
Kiss my lips hurry up.
 
To your girl eyelids
I'll open the forbidden light,
Stupid sixteen year old angel,
She is a foreigner of frightened years.
 
I'll tell you about Russia,
Where the nightingale is evil,
Squeezed by a terrible love power,
Like a silver dinamometer.
 
There is the Temple of the Miraculous Mother of God.
From the wall have leaned into the pond
Snow-white buttresses,
Drink water like horses.
 
You will learn the earthly
Divine, and misery and vale,
I will tell you about Russia,
I dedicate you to love.
 

Shimon the Neighbor

And the mailbox is overflowing
All the letters slide out to the floor
I'll hop over it as to not make it dirty
And leave.
The sun was hot and it melted a little
And once again I must go to the auto repair shop
Also the coffee got spilled.
Now it's all sticky,
This skirt is too short and it bugs me.
 
Shimon the neighbor passed away three days ago
Right at the entrance of the hospital
They even put a sign on his door.
For five years, he said this quick 'Hello',
I was afraid of you while barely knowing you
Strange, it's dark in apartment number 1.
 
I wish the traffic light will change from red already
My whole day was nearly spent because of this
Also sadness suddenly came and didn't want to go away
No, this isn't good
How could we not leave a check at the wedding
Once again I call her but she's not available
She's probably sleeping next to him in bed,
She deserves him and her deserves
Her.
 
Shimon the neighbor passed away three days ago
Right at the entrance of the hospital
They even put a sign on his door.
For five years, he said this quick 'Hello',
I was afraid of you while barely knowing you
Strange, it's dark in apartment number 1.
 
Three days ago
Right at the entrance of the hospital
They even put a sign on his door.
For five years, he said this quick 'Hello',
I was afraid of you while barely knowing you
Strange, it's dark in apartment number 1.
 
They say he wasn't quite alright
He took medications just to leave his room
He was too afraid to say anything
He had only one lady friend
Perhaps.
 

Man-Eaters

Man-eaters are men1 too, but not always male
Man-eating men eat their meals with salt and pepper
Other people cannot smell man-eating men at all 2
Man-eating men like to see people crawl
 
Man-eating men know how to touch a child's heart3
Man-eating men generally live much healthier lives
Man-eating men sometimes go vegan4
Man-eating men are not always blond and Aryan
 
And when man-eaters cry
They feel terribly sorry for everything
But they can not change it
It's just a hard time, it's just a hard time
 
Man-eating men are normal and mostly very hardworking
You don't have to wait till 33 to become a man-eating man5
Man-eating men often make very good fathers
Man-eating men mostly commit crimes of conscience
 
Man-eating men seldom eat men by themselves
Man-eating men have a thousand helpers
Man-eating men may never rest
Man-eating men have so terribly much to do
 
And when man-eaters cry
They feel terribly sorry for everything
But they can not change it
It's just a hard time, it's just a hard time
 
A hard time
Yes Yes Yes
Yes Yes Yes
Yes Yes Yes
 
Man-eating men can also play tennis and ride horses
You can find man-eating men on all sides
Man-eating men get man-eater pensions
Man-eating men make it all the way to the president's office
 
Yes Yes Yes
Yes Yes Yes
 
Man-eating men are standing next to you at the bar counter
Man-eating men haven't been around forever
Man-eating men get man-eater pensions
Man-eating men make it all the way to the president's office
 
Man-eaters(x8)
 

• 1. Meaning 'human'. I translated it as 'men' throughout the song to preserve some of the original flow.
• 2. There are two ways to translate it: the one in the text and 'Man-eating people cannot smell humans at all.'
• 3. The original translates to '...also have a heart for children' meaning that children are important to them.
• 4. Likely referring to the people in a vegetative state.
• 5. Another possible translation 'There have been man-eating men longer than since 33.'

TKKG - You are okay - The DragonEye

TKKG
 
DragonEye so is the Sword called with the Ruby
if you got the thing then you are the king like a Saladin
Many hundreds of years was the saber hidden well
But now the Tooth of time found it again
So many flabby egg lamp want now to the sword
 
TKKG they have to come here
otherwise something is going wrong
 
TKKG
Wohohohoho
Nanananana
You are there where you are needed
and that's completely okay
 
TKKG
Wohohohoho
Nanananana
and where something's going wrong
you find the solution
 
TKKG
 
Spoken:
I'll get you and bend your bones
you damned rotten brats!
 
If you know Klößchen then you know Gaby
and also Karl and Tim
and if you have them as friends,
problems are half as bad
 
We are four of the superclass
it smokes in the box
for crooked things long fingers
there is no mercy
 
Whoever misleads and underestimates them
he lost the game
because TKKG are okay
to behind of both ears
 
TKKG
Wohohohoho
Nanananana
You are there where you are needed
and that's completely okay
 
TKKG
Wohohohoho
Nanananana
and where something's going wrong
you find the solution
 
TKKG
Wohohohoho
Nanananana
You are there where you are needed
and that's completely okay
 
TKKG
Wohohohoho
Nanananana
You are there where you are needed
and that's completely okay
 
TKKG
Wohohohoho
Nanananana
and where something's going wrong
you find the solution
 
TKKG
Wohohohoho
Nanananana
You are there where you are needed
and that's completely okay
 
TKKG
Wohohohoho
Nanananana
and where something's going wrong
you find the solution
 
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Mead crisis in Wonderland

In tales and sagas
Things are hotting up.
That's why there is needed
A strong thirst quencher!
 
High in the mountains
At the elves and dwarves:
Cheating and hypocrisy,
No one have warned them.
 
Mead crisis in Wonderland!
The thirst in me burns as hot as fire!
Mead crisis in Wonderland!
The Grimm brothers are paying dearly
Mead crisis in Wonderland!
The godfather1 rises his hand, it is:
Mead crisis in Wonderland!
 
Speculators of distant lands
Found profitability in trading mead.
Wonderland have brought together
All the gold in the world in no time.
 
The devil with the three golden hair
Wants immediately something to drink.
Happy Hans2 is depressive,
Because the ghost in the jar is not aperitif3!
 

• 1. The protagonist of a story, written by the Grim brothers
• 2. Originally called 'Hans in Luck'
• 3. Means, pretty much, alcoholic drink

Duet of the separated

The way broke the steppe in half,
And it is obscure where the end of the way is, -
On the way we go on different sides
And cannot cross them.
 
How many winters will this way shed light?
Somebody should risk - decide ...
We have to talk with each other - the crossroad is not far off,
Cross it, in case it never occured to me!
 
The way, the way across the earth -
Across fate with a deep track, -
Many have found themselves a fellow-traveller
Not for long - but not a life companion.
 
Flash through one's mind like a smirking calamity,
Divorced forever - forked ...
Where are the necessary words, who finds them first?
Again I mist the crossing.
 
The river! - was dispatched to us both like a deliverance,
One has only to stretch out the hands ...
But again, again we stand on different flight decks, -
Suggest to us anything!
 
The wind of the Volga, intoxicating and viscous,
Whispers into the souls, only prompting:
There is not much time - hurry and don't wait on the end of the way, -
But who will first risk to get across.
 

Wire Mesh Fence

This song is for all the tough men out there
Putting up daily wire mesh fence mile after mile until total exhaustion
While in constant fear of snowberry bushes growing into it
 
Ich bin ein einsamer Reiter
Ich bin ein echt harter Kerl
Ich sag dir, das Leben ist nicht einfach
Aber jeden Tag streng ich mich an
Ich habe schon eine Million Orte gesehen
Baby, ich komm rum
Mit meinem Sixpack Bier
Und einem 'wire mesh fence'
 
Ich bin ein Mann, der schwer arbeitet
Ich brauch nicht viel im Leben
Ich hab mein Pferd, ich hab meine Stiefel
Einen Hut und ein Messer
 
Alles, was ich wirklich brauch gibt’s sicherlich
Ich brauch Mädchen, ich brauch Whisky
Und 'wire mesh fence'
 
Wire mesh fence am Morgen
'Wire mesh fence' spät in der Nacht
Wire mesh fence am Abend
'Wire mesh fence' gibt mir ein gutes Gefühl
Umd wenn ich mal König werd
Und eine Krone bekomm
Dann wäre sie sicherlich aus
'Wire mesh fence'
 
Alle Ladys sind hinter mir her
Ich bin ein hübscher Junge
Und alle Jungs, die sind auch hinter mir her
Ganz besonders Siegfried and Roy
 
Ich bin eine Sexmaschine, Baby
Ich hatte mehr Mädchen als James Brown
Und ich hab sie alle gefickt auf dem
'Wire mesh fence'
 
Aber nach so langer Zeit
Ist mir was passiert
Ich bin nur noch halb so viel wert
Ein halber Mann
 
Ich war der sexyste Mann von allen
In der ganzen großen Stadt
Bevor ich mir meine Eier aufriss
Auf dem 'wire mesh fence'
 
Wire mesh fence am Morgen
'Wire mesh fence'' spät in der Nacht
Wire mesh fence am Abend
'Wire mesh fence' gibt mir ein gutes Gefühl
Umd wenn ich mal König werd
Und eine Krone bekomm
Dann wär sie sicherlich aus
'Wire mesh fence'
 
Ich war auch mal Sheriff
Ich kämpfte fürs Recht
Ich schützte Recht und Ordnung
Tagaus tagein
 
Ich war auf der Jagd auf einen Mann
Mit meinem großen fetten belly
Und ich schnappte ihn hinter dem
„Snowberry bush“
 
Jetzt ist die Geschicht zu End
Ich hatte ein gutes gutes Leben
Ich hab auch noch mein Pferd
Meine Stiefel und mein Messer
 
Ich bin viel rumgereist
Aber jetzt lass ich mich nieder
Beim „snowberry bush“ auf dem
'Wire mesh fence'
 
Wire mesh fence am Morgen
'Wire mesh fence' spät in der Nacht
Wire mesh fence am Abend
'Wire mesh fence' gibt mir ein gutes Gefühl
Umd wenn ich mal König werd
Und eine Krone bekomm
Dann wäre sie sicherlich aus
'Wire mesh fence'…
 
Ich bin ein einfacher Country-Sänger. Ich liebe Musik und Gitarren
Und ich spielte in allen Honkey Tonkey Bars jeder Stadt
Ich werde immer singen bis ich drop dead
Aber ich singe immer allein, because 'only Mr. Raab sings'
 
Ich mag alles mögliche zum Essen. Ich mag alle möglichen Biere
Ich kam mit einem Six Pack in der Hand zur Welt
Ich mag Sticks, ich liebe Burger, ich liebe Kentucky Fried Chicken
Aber was ich echt am meisten liebe, dass ist 'to fuck'
 
'Scandal' schreit jemand und der hat wahrscheinlich Recht
Aber genau das tue ich die ganze Nacht
Ich habe einen 'cock like an ox', ja, und ich lege gerne eine
Vollbusige flach auf dem 'wire mesh fence'
 
Wire mesh fence am Morgen
'Wire mesh fence' spät in der Nacht
Wire mesh fence am Abend
'To fuck' gibt mir ein gutes Gefühl
 
Umd wenn ich mal König werd
Und eine Krone bekomm
Dann wäre sie sicherlich aus
'Wire mesh fence'
 
And the moral of this story, music keeps me moving
Because everybody 'fucks' and 'only Mr. Raab sings'
 
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Blue Eyes

Do you recall, in the fall
We met each other, my doll.
You said: 'Forgive my foul play.'
I was odd man on her way.
You broke my heart with your ploy,
With you I never knew joy.
 
Light blue eyes, light blue eyes, I'm your captive, all right,
You are beckoning me
With bright shine in the night.
Light blue eyes, burning bright with the flaming delight,
You are luring me in, light blue eyes in the night,
Hiding passion and plight.
 
Light blue eyes, light blue eyes, turquoise shines in your sight,
And your gaze is so blue
Like the early spring skies.
So much passionate flame's in these wonderful eyes,
I'm spellbound by your sight,
Light blue eyes, light blue eyes, I'm your captive, all right.
 
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Bunny in the pit

Bunny in the pit
sat and slept,
sat and slept.
 
Poor bunny are you sick,
that you can't hop anymore?
 
Bunny hop, bunny hop, bunny hop!
Bunny hop, bunny hop, bunny hop!
 
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If I were to listen carefully

Containing my grumbling, I let out a sigh and stand still
The sound coming through the headphones​ around my head synchronizes with my heartbeat
 
Even if the sad sky is being covered by clouds, blocking the light for the tomorrow
 
After the rain the sky that I look at will shine faintly like my future
The rainbow spreading out in front of my eyes will extend to the ends of the earth
 
The waves of people walking with their heads hung down won't notice me even if I stand still in defiance
I raised the volume in my headphones while dancing to the reverberating beats in my heart
 
If the sunshine piercing through the sky were to be too bright I could just look ahead and walk on
 
The wind that blows in the valley between the buildings gives my immobile back a push forward
Being guided by the clouds that glimmered in white I start walking
 
Listening carefully, I can hear a gentle melody
The feelings I want to convey resounds high in the sky
 
After the rain the sky that I look at will shine faintly like my future
The rainbow spreading out in front of my eyes will extend to the ends of the earth
Being guided I start walking
 

Tell Me Why?

Versions: #2
By sheer chance I saw you last night,
You hardly knew about it.
Discreetly I watched you, held you in my sight,
Nostalgia dimmed my grief a bit.
 
All over me rushed recollections,
The bygone days' charms rose like dreams.
And past desire's flame against objections
Lit up again im my blood stream.
 
My darling, tell me why
We have been separated?
Why'd you leave me forever, tell me why?
I know your love for me burned unabated,
But you have left. Please tell me, tell me why?
 
My darling, tell me why
We have been separated?
Why'd you leave me forever, tell me why?
I know your love for me burned unabated,
But you have left. Please tell me, tell me why?
 
I know your love for me burned unabated,
But you have left. Please tell me, tell me why?
 
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My Heart

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There are so many nice young ladies,
There are so many tender names,
But only one girl drives me crazy,
Makes my peace go up in flames,
For love's no game.
 
Love'll come upon you with no warning,
When you don't wait for it to spring,
And every evening'll turn to charming
Wondrous night, fit for a king,
And you would sing:
 
My heart, you do not want repose and quiet,
My heart, it is so good to be alive.
My heart, it is so good you're such a riot!
I thank you, my heart, for knowing how to
Love and thrive!
 
...
 
My heart, it is so good you're such a riot!
I thank you, my heart, for knowing how to
Love and thrive!
 
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Equal to heaven

( Destroy your mount Hua-Guo
Oh, you don’t give up.
They said it was a destiny)
 
Sun and moon are recurring
Who's commanded Qi-Tian
To let go of gratitude and grudges?
Love and hate strung together
Couldn't escape from the fingertips
 
Under the vast sky may I ask: What are life, death, or karma?
Wherefore was I born?
Why have you brought me forth yet will not answer my doubts?
You said: 'Become a Buddha at this instant'
If I became a Buddha would there be no devils in this world?
Who can tell me?
Look, the sandstorm blocked the Sun and enveloped the world in dust
Above Heaven's Palace
The moon was no different than that above Mount Hua-Guo
I won my first battle with glory and fame, yet you tried to catch me with inescapable nets
 
You won without honor, I couldn't dodge hidden arrows
 
So many daybreaks had slipped away unnoticed
The ending and truth remained elusive
as I trod forward
Fragrance of peach blossoms persisted in my dreams
Yet it couldn't resist your trickery
The truth of black and white is waiting for the daybreak
Can it directly write down your natural talent (of trickery)?
Daggers and blades out of sheath
Dragons and phoenixes collapsed as kylins fell
Flight of jade steps shattered at the swing of my golden cudgel (Qi-Tian's weapon)
 
There was no chance for regret. Over thousand years and in this Universe, all that have left is my golden cudgel
Why had my victories ended in loneliness
Whose name was whispered by wind in my dreams
I said 'Excuse me' but there's no way I'd admit defeat
Treading across the Southern Heaven, I swore upon mountains and rivers
Till the end of the world
Who was young and wild
Who can give me a belief
Spring had not ended, the moon was shining
I wanted to be there
 
Unfortunately the wind blew early, I missed my chance
The dawn was breaking
The constricting headhand had not been forged
I could still smile
 
Love, hate, worries and fear fogged my eyes
Thunders of thousands of soldiers shook the world
But they still could not confine me
Millions of heavenly warriors advanced and spread
Don't even think about my surrender
You cannot decide the victor of this battle
The Heaven's palace was turned upside down with one swing of my cudgel
To hell with fate I choose my own destiny
I want these mountains to move away from my inroads
I want these waters to part to make my returning path
I want heaven and earth to yield to me
The world shattered at the tip of my cudgel
You picked up a flower with a smile, the sky was filled with dusk clouds
I've cried, laughed, loved, hated, obsessed and went mad
What has left that I could not let go of?
I want these absurd rules to end in as a farce
 
One day, under Heaven and Earth the stone heart (of Qi-Tian) was caught in a paradox
The so called Nothingness IS the exile at the portal to where we came from
Tide rises and falls
It occurred that 'Nothingness' is the so called 'The Great Sage of Heaven's Equal'
 
(I have been here
I fought
I don't care about the ending.
I am Great Sage Equal to Heaven
Sun Wukong) *
 

Black Eyes

The day in autumn when leaves fell down with quiet sadness.
The crystal sorrow lived in last asters feeling doomed.
That fall we didn't know heart-grief and darkness,
We were in love then and for us the spring still bloomed.
 
Ah, these black eyes enchanted me, left me spellbound.
I can't forget them anywhere,
They burn before me every day.
 
Ah, how these black eyes loved me then, in them I drowned.
Where have you gone from me of late,
And with whom do you stay?
 
Ah, these black eyes will ruin me, enslave forever.
I can't forget them anywhere,
They burn before me like a spell.
 
Ah, these black eyes, who'll fall in love with you wherever
Will lose his peace forevermore,
Will lose his heart as well.
 
Black and burning eyes, bright and passionate,
Hot and beautiful, yet impassionate!
I'm in love with you, I'm afraid of you!
The day I met you was to eschew!
 
Ah, these black eyes, who'll fall in love with you wherever
Will lose his peace forevermore,
Will lose his heart as well.
 
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Snitching Is Not My Lifestyle

You know my husky voice
You know my voice when I call you
You know my normal voice
You know my voice with autotune
Number eight bitch I am prepared
All things go as it should be
She wants to be the mother of my daughter
Euro's that I drop, I just want head
Bitch (This Chicago, nigga!)
 
Snitching is a lifestyle that I do not do
You know how I smoke bitch white Evisu
I gave your bitch the thunder just like Pichu
You girl crawls into my pockets, I will not allow it
 
Oh no, Ronnie is going to throw money
This girl is godless
Me and my niggers say: oh, jee
She says she fucks with B-Brave
These are not my homies
I'm honest and okay, if you aren't ... ey, nigga fuck that shit
She no longer wants to cry for a boy
I do not want to fight for a girl anymore
 
I know your long hair, in the morning with your fluff
What they say, it is true: Yung Sneuv 'is not the right one
Far from, bitch
I'm worse than you
That's how it is, and it was never different
Now this is: shouf shouf, away from me
Nigga is a snitch, can not hang with you
I'm in that motherfucker
And you bitch can not stop sucking
I'm with Vani, my savage
Make sure he does not let anything clap
Because niggers have nothing in the pavements
Only the shoes on our two feet
And I do not want new passes
Now I sure can take ten
 
Oh no, Ronnie is going to throw money
This girl is divorced from God
Me and my niggers say: oh, jee
She says she fucks with B-Brave
These are not my homies
I'm honest and okay, if you aren't ... ey, nigga fuck that shit
She no longer wants to cry for a boy
I do not want to fight for a girl anymore
 

Salt of the Earth

The trauma of being abandoned. Did He see it?
The grief of being neglected. Did He hear it?
The silent prayers. Did He know it?
The homeless children. Did He protect (them)?
Did He understand?
Did He experience?
Did He realize?
Who can tell me?
 
Lives being sold. Did He see it?
The witness of gunfire. Did He hear it?
The Elephant's tears. Did He know it?
The Whales' moan. Did He feel it?
Did He pity (them)?
Did He consent it?
Did He respond?
He
 
I wish the world to have more joy
Even if my heart is in pain.
I wish to use my eyes
In exchange for love
I wish to use my arms
to warm all the coldness
I wish happiness to come
even if it's beyond my capacity
I wish to use my smile
to make marks on happiness
I wish to use my tears
to carve coordinates for emotions
I wish to use the rest of my life
in exchange for the stars shining brightly at night
I wish to hug the world
with my opened arms
I wish He can hear
I wish He can hear the beat of my heart
Even if it’s so insignificant
Ah~~~
I wish the world to hear.
I wish the world to hear the beat of my heart
Even if it’s so insignificant
Ah~~~
 

Return to the fold

Willows swayed behind a pond,
Wind flounced over a margin
Here, I returned to the fold
Where the cuckoo-clock is still going
 
Heart skips a beat, I walk onto the porch
And, as in childhood, the time makes cuckoo
And from the porch I enter an empty room
To embrace my father, to kiss my mom
 
All three, we'll sit like that for a while,
And the past will come back for a moment
''Like this, - mom will tell me, - we live,
Good, but the time runs too fast''
 
At the pond mother will say goodbye,
And father will say goodbye behind the margin,
And the bird will start to make cuckoo -
What am I supposed to do with this cuckoo?..
 
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Think it over if it doesn't go so well with your wife

Think it over if it doesn't go so well with your wife.
Think it over - if your head in not so good.
Think it over - when you get robbed at the main entrance.
Say only thank you, that you are alive.
 
Now what's so specific - a sarkom agonizing you.
Now what's so specfic - that the periodic alcoholism began.
Now what's so specific - about having been chased out of home.
Say only thank you, that you are alive.
 
Never mind - your partner at poker got hit.
Never mind that a house-spectre appeared nightly.
Never mind that your neighbour knocked out two of your teeth.
Say only thank you, that you are alive.
 
Agreed - now, you fell asleep in the sawdust.
Agreed - you have been kicked in the jaw-bone with a foot.
Agreed - you've been lugged off with a stretcher.
Say only thank you, that you are alive.
 
Yes, that's right - when one wants, one is able to.
Yes, that's right - it's my fault, god be with me!
Yes, that's right. But something troubles me -
To whom do I say, thank you, that I am alive?
 

Fog

This lake never gets drained before winter,
they just wait till all the fish freeze,
and then, men with axes are marching,
cut holes in the ice and each of them takes their own fish.
 
Open the window, let the fog in your room,
everything will disappear, no matter if it's yours or not.
 
Run, run, run, run away,
a huge tomcat is chasing you,
followed by the men with axes,
and when they catch you, they'll kill you and eat you.
 
(2x)
Open the window, let the fog in your room,
everything will disappear, no matter if it's yours or not.
 
And it will be dead obvious, what's yours and what's not.
 

Moscow, you're my hope, Moscow, you're my joy

We hear the echo of the old parade,
We dream of the routes of the main attack,
Moscow, you're my hope, Moscow, you're my joy
In the soldier's heart - you are, my Moscow.
 
We have reached honestly our suffered victory,
Betrayed to a holy consanguinity,
In every new home, in every new song
Remember those who left for the battle for Moscow.
 
Gray overcoats. Russian talents.
Shining of blue of unbiased eyes
On the plains of snow young cadets are standing.
Immortality began. Life was broken off.
 
I do not need anything in this ancient world -
Just that in the hard times you will be alive,
Moscow, you're my hope, Moscow, you're my joy,
In every Russian heart you, you are, my Moscow.
Moscow, you're my hope, Moscow, you're my joy
In every Russian heart you, you are, my Moscow.
 
Everything what happened, our children will remember,
All that we have lost, and what have saved for them,
I wish you to remain the best on the planet,
The most fair and just city of the Earth.
 
Quivering looks of our old streets,
Strict lyrics of our young songs,
Moscow, you're my hope, Moscow, you're my joy
In each of our hearts you are, my Moscow.
 
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Take more

Wake up, get up, dress, getting loose
Accelerating, watch TV, take extremely more
Accelerate, eat something, drink something, take that
Enjoy yourself, so what, full throttle
Go fast, just running, endlessly
You know the trends, let's go the whole hog
Always on, right on, non-stop, on top
Come in, online, oh no, you bet
Don't care, unwrap it, rip it and chomp it
Show off, don't resign, lights on, lights off
More and more, much more, give it to yourself, give it to me
Empty it, clean up the mess
Immediately full throttle, full dose
You can sleep when you are dead
We're creating something big here
You can do it, all you have to do is
Take more
Do it for me
You can take more
It's good for you
You can take more
You and I
You can take more
Leave it, leave it, fly a lot, see something
Going far, talking small, reaping envy, sowing hatred
Pushing off, pushing off, hanging off, pulling off
Dunning, flattening, skimming and walking
Cheating, lying, increasing assets
Bribing, seducing, airs and graces, affairs
Many enemies, many honours, no one here is fair
Nobody knows how hard it is here
Because more is more and of course only cash is true
What was doesn't matter, pay for it and do it again
Do it all, make it fit, let it be done for you
Forget it, squander it, that's the most incredible thing
What is there, take it with you, take it with you, take it with you
You can take more
Do it for me
You can take more
It's good for you
You can take more
You and I
You can take more
It's good for you
Full throttle, full dose now,
You can sleep when you're dead
We're creating something big here.
You can do it, all you have to do is
Take more
Do it for me
You can take more
It's good for you
You can take more
You and I
You can take more
It's good for you
You can take more
Do it for me
You can take more
It's good for you
You can take more
You and I
You can take more
 

All That Happened

Versions: #2
All the same the years are passing by as long scroll,
And the life path's getting shorter every day.
Is it not high time for me with tired out soul
For a minute to lie down and rest from play?
 
All that ached and
All that happened
Long ago has gone off deep end.
Lips got tired of caresses,
My soul grew fed up with love.
 
All that warbled,
All that curdled
Long ago decayed and whorled.
Only my guitar, my blessing,
Sings the same old tunes with love.
 
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Grief? Don't Bother!

Never mind, I'll obey till the end of time,
For no one can escape from the fate.
And who needs listless fate? That would be a crime.
Eh, there's no love, but you'll live either way.
 
Eh, grief? Don't bother!
For I gather
I must scoop out sea of life.
Heart, be quiet...
Higher, higher
Silver cups of sweet red wine!
 
Let the tireless guitar sing without shame,
Let the string after string weep and knell.
My brain's stupefied, your drunken eyes're to blame,
And your tune and your laughter's dark spell.
 
Eh, grief? Don't bother!
For I gather
I must scoop out sea of life.
Heart, be quiet...
Higher, higher
Silver cups of sweet red wine!
 
Heart, be quiet...
Higher, higher
Silver cups of sweet red wine!
 
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Anthem

I'm losing my mind, I'm I'm losing my mind, I'm...
I'm losing my mind, I'm I'm losing my mind, I'm...
 
I couldn't sleep all night, got around
Went around like a lunatic
What will be two years from now
If right now, after two days
I'm burning up
And everybody's asking me
 
What's new? How are you? How do you feel?
I'm losing it
She's the prettiest in the country, and even more
There's no other like her and she's...
 
She's like an anthem
Everybody knows her
She's one in a million
I just don't get her
 
She tells me 'Come', she tells me 'Bye'
She tells me 'More', she tells me 'Enough'
It's not fair what she does
It's always what she wants.
She tells me 'Stop', she tells me 'Go'
She tells me 'Come back', she never says 'Thank you'
And I don't know what to do with her
Believe me
 
I'm losing my mind, I'm I'm losing my mind, I'm...
I'm losing my mind, I'm I'm losing my mind, I'm...
 
She's got what she's got
Let's just say she doesn't lack, thank God
She's gonna suck my soul out
But it'll be worth it
I'm not giving up
 
Ooh... She's like an anthem
Everybody knows her
 
She tells me 'Come', she tells me 'Bye'
She tells me 'More', she tells me 'Enough'
It's not fair what she does
It's always what she wants.
She tells me 'Stop', she tells me 'Go'
She tells me 'Come back', she never says 'Thank you'
And I don't know what to do with her
Believe me
 
She tells me 'Come'
She tells me 'Bye'
And I don't know what to do with her...
 
She tells me 'Come', she tells me 'Bye' (I'm losing my mind)
She tells me 'More', she tells me 'Enough' (I'm losing my mind)
It's not fair what she does
It's always what she wants.
She tells me 'Stop', she tells me 'Go'
She tells me 'Come back', she never says 'Thank you'
And I don't know what to do with her
Believe me
 
I'm losing my mind, I'm I'm losing my mind, I'm...
I'm losing my mind, I'm I'm losing my mind, I'm...
 

Men hide themselves away to cry

and if the night drags on
and the rain comes along
will you come?
 
and if I lose my head
if I go up to heaven
will you love me?
 
if the night drags on
will you come?
if I lose my head
will you love me?
 
and if day breaks
and the rain should clear
will you love me?
 
it’s like a bad dream
all the birds die
and love flies away
 
if day breaks
will you come?
like a bad dream
if love flies away
and the night drags on
will you come?
if I lose my head
will you love me?
 
if the night drags on
will you come?
if I lose my head
will you love me?
all men act proud
when love flies away
all men hide themselves away
to cry sometimes
 

Tatyana

We met in the bar of a restaurant,
Your traits look so familiar to me.
Do you remember me, my Tatyana?
My love and our erstwhile dreams?
I see the suffering of red lips,
Silence of emptiness is in your eyes.
So tell me, my Tatyana, where, where
Are my love and our erstwhile dreams?
Tatyana, do you remember golden days,
Lilac bushes and the moon in the peace of alleys?
Tatyana, do you remember our erstwhile dreams?
I loved you, now we can't renew our youth.
Thick fragrant tresses fell,
You bowed your head to my chest.
Tatyana, do you remember golden days?
We can't return the gone spring.
 
I have to say that (obviously) English is not my native language, so if you feel that my translation needs some corrections, do not hesitate to offer them =)) I really want to get rid of mistakes.

My little orange

My sun-ball, my little orange,
my sun-ball, my little orange,
 
your mother is a tree, yes,
your mother is a tree, yes,
your father is a little honeybee,
 
your mother is a tree, yes,
your mother is a tree, yes,
your father is a little honeybee.
 
Red is your dress,
it shall adorn you,
 
red is your dress,
it shall adorn you,
 
white is the skirt underneath,
white is the skirt underneath,
you are so sweet I want to pick you,
 
white is the skirt underneath,
white is the skirt underneath,
you are so sweet I want to pick you.
 
And also your scent
wants to infatuate me,
 
and also your scent
wants to infatuate me.
 
My little orange, my sweet,
my little orange, my sweet,
i like you, do you want to be mine?
 
My little orange, my sweet,
my little orange, my sweet,
i like you, do you want to be mine?