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Eight Little Candles

Beautiful Hanukkah is here, eight little candles for me,
Beautiful Hanukkah is here, eight little candles for me, oh...
 
One little candle, two little candles, three little candles,
Four little candles, five little candles,
Six little candles, seven little candles, eight candles for me.
 
I'm going to have lots of parties, with joy and pleasure,
I'm going to have lots of parties, with joy and pleasure, oh...
 
One little candle, two little candles, three little candles,
Four little candles, five little candles,
Six little candles, seven little candles, eight candles for me.
 
Eight candles for me,
Eight candles for me,
Eight candles for me,
Eight candles for me.
 
One little candle, two little candles, three little candles,
Four little candles, five little candles,
Six little candles, seven little candles, eight candles for me.
 
Eight candles for me,
Eight candles for me,
Eight candles for me.
Fire
 
One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight
 
Eight candles for me.
 

Huey, Dewey, Louie on Adventure

Come along to Ducktown,
Meet some familiar faces
Scrooge, Donald, people and animals
Offer suspense
Here, where most things happen,
Where most live
 
Join us - aha!
On adventures with Huey, Dewey, Louie - aha!
Adventures with Huey, Dewey, Louie - aha!
 
They got a solution when it's pinching
That's when it really takes off piping
Cause a ruckus with Huey, Dewey, Louie - aha!
Adventures with Huey, Dewey, Louie - aha!
Adventures with Huey, Dewey, Louie - aha!
No, no one's quite like Huey, Dewey, Louie - aha!
 

Forbidden fruit

You fed, poisoned and spewed.
You fell asleep, deceptively, and disappeared.
 
You hear the call of the forbidden fruit.1
Drink vermouth, swallow wormwood2...
 
You fed, poisoned and spewed.
You fell asleep, deceptively, and disappeared.
You mourned, beckoned and killed.
You sighed, tiredly, and fell.
 
You hear the call of the forbidden fruit.
Drink vermouth, swallow wormwood...
 

• 1. 'The forbidden fruit is calling you'
• 2. Chernobyl (Чернобыль) is the name of the plant Artemísia vulgáris (common wormwood).
  Some people linked the Chernobyl disaster with a verse from the Bible (Revelation 8 verse 10):
  'The third angel sounded his trumpet, and a great star, blazing like a torch, fell from the sky on a third of the rivers and on the springs of water— the name of the star is Wormwood. A third of the waters turned bitter, and many people died from the waters that had become bitter.'

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The smell of emptiness

A gray day in August
Wind blows along the trees
It's raining outside my window
 
The smell of emptiness
The feeling of loneliness
 
Fog of anxiety leads me to the emptiness' dimension
The hope there is just a weak feeling
Never more than a hopeless illusion
 
Indepandantly from existence of it's reasons
ahses fall from the sky, cold and gray