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Imn de libertate

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Te recunosc după cât ai luptat
când sabie nemiloasă ai ridicat,
Te cunosc după fețele celor ce trudesc
ce cu pământul forțele-și măsoară neîncetat.
 
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Din oasele grecilor ce s-au sacrificat
În spirit tânăr la o nouă viață ai reînviat
Și din valorile străvechi te-ai adăpat
Ca să strigăm ...
... Trăiască Libertatea ce ne-am câștigat.
 
---3 ---
Din valorile străvechi te-ai adăpat
Ca să strigăm ...
... Trăiască Libertatea ce ne-am câștigat.
 

Algerian National Anthem - (The Promise/The Pledge)

Versions: #2
We swear by the lightning that destroys,
By the righteous holy blood,
By the beating glistering flags,
That flutter on the high and distant mountains,
We have risen so now its liberty or death,
We are determined that Algeria shall live -
Be our witness -Be -Be our witness our witness!
 
We are soldiers who have revolted in the name of righteousness,
For our independence, We raised the banners of War,
When we spoke they paid no heed,
So we took the thundering bullet buzzards for our speech,
And the harrowing symphonies of Machine gun fire as our theme,
We are determined that Algeria shall live -
Be our witness -Be -Be our witness our witness!
 
O France, your oppression is history now,
We folded it like the pages in a book do,
O France, this is the day of reckoning,
Get ready to receive an answer from us!
In our revolution, we stopped the talking and took matters into our own hands,
We are determined that Algeria shall live -
Be our witness -Be -Be our witness our witness!
 
Our heroes shape our soldiers,
On their torn remains we create glory!
And on our souls, we ascend immortality!
And on our shoulders, the waving banners will be,
Liberation Front (organization) we have given you our word,
We are determined that Algeria shall live -
Be our witness -Be -Be our witness our witness!
 
The mournful cry of our country echos from the battlefield,
Hear it and respond to it,
Let it be written with the blood of the martyrs,
For the generations to come to read,
Oh, Glory, we hold our hand out to you,
We are determined that Algeria shall live -
Be our witness -Be -Be our witness our witness!
 

Valeria

I live in an illusion
Which will never be true
If I get to your station
I fly to another reality
Oh Valeria
Oh Valeria
 
If I look at you
I always forget
How to walk
How to breathe
In sighs I imagine
How you would kiss
Valeria
 
In the city there is no longer
A single street in which I don’t think of you
Wanting to kiss you
What do I do walking around Madrid?
Today everything tells me that if I pluck up the courage
Like a child at a fair
I’m on the verge of a heart attack
For your love Valeria
 
If I look at you
I always forget
How to walk
How to breathe
In sighs
I imagine
How you would kiss
Oh Valeria
 
Oh Valeria
Oh Valeria
 
If I look at you
I always forget
How to walk
How to breathe
In sighs I imagine
How you would kiss
Valeria
If I look at you I always forget
How to walk
How to breathe
In sighs
I imagine
How you would kiss
Oh Valeria
 

Serial Killer Talk

You need to find a new culprit
If it all goes wrong
Need a new suspect
Because it was far from a perfect crime
 
Did well to bury her
Too bad you were careless
You left fingerprints on the shovel
 
Why doesn't anyone else believe it was just an ordinary crime?
Even if the investigation doesn't know where to look
I've seen more than one reporter walking around
They already started to publish that's a serial killer
 
The police are faced with a corpse
Associates with a number of other deaths
By traumas, by cuts
These are really disturbing images
 
The coroner reports extensively
And attests to the refinements of cruelty
Six women of the same age
All of them were killed in the middle of the afternoon
 
You need to step out in disguise
When you leave the county
Need a discreet car
Don't worry, everything will be alright
 
Try to leave false clues
Cross the river by the rafts
Take a ride and head south
 
I made the same mistake as you sometime ago
They put me in jail, but I got away
I hid in a mountain cabin for a month
And not to brag, but I killed well over six
 
The police identify in the images
A guy at a sawdust shop
A cordial-looking old man
Come at night and buys ten pounds of lime
 
The patrol follows him and arrives in a house
That seems long abandoned
There are several bodies buried in the yard
But no sign of the serial killer
 

I will smash glasses

Versions: #2
I'll smash the cups because of the words you said
and glasses cause of the bitter words
Aman aman, I am burning
Aman aman, I am loving you
 
Aah ikitelli* aman yallah** tsiftetelli***
 
Yesterday at night I saw in my dream
that your hair was surrounding your neck
Aman aman, I am burning
Aman aman, I am loving you
 
Aah ikitelli* aman yallah* tsiftetelli*
 
Irini

Lottery of Babylon

Go! Go! Go!
And scream to the world that you're right
You learned everything while you were mute
Now it is necessary to shout and sing Rock
And demonstrate the theorem of life and the tricks of chess
Of chess!
 
You have the answers to the questions
You solved the equations you didn't know
And there's nothing left to do but
Truths and truths more truths and truths to tell me
To declare!
 
Everything that had to be wept has already been cried
You have already fulfilled the twelve labours
Rewrote books from past centuries
Signed duplicates, invented decks of cards
 
Walked by day and slept at night.
Repaired phonographs to listen to music
You know snippets of the Bible by heart
You know magic recipes for love
 
You know in Mars an old farmer friend
Who taught you to have the good and the best
The best!
 
But what you don't fully know
It's how making money
But this is easy and you won't stop
You have no questions to ask
Because you only have truths to say
To declare!
 

Ar fi mai uşor

Poate a fost lipsa mea de timp
Sau au fost toate acele tăceri
Pe care nu le-am lăsat niciodată să vorbească.
 
Poate s-a epuizat răbdarea
Şi ai uitat că eram pe drum
Şi n-ai mai vrut să aştepți.
 
Nu are sens să-ți spun
Sau să-mi spui că am greşit.
 
Ar fi mai uşor, dar nu
N-o să mă prefac că nu doare
Să ştiu că n-a fost suficient,
Să ştiu că oricât aş încerca
Nu pot evita faptul că s-a terminat.
Ar fi mai uşor să ne urâm
Pentru că e imposibil să acceptăm asta
Şi la tot ce plănuiam împreună
Trebuie să zicem adio.
 
Poate m-am pierdut în temeri
Am avut momente mai bune
Care nu se mai pot întoarce.
 
Nu are sens să-ți spun
Sau să-mi spui că am greşit.
 
Ar fi mai uşor, dar nu
N-o să mă prefac că nu doare
Să ştiu că n-a fost suficient,
Să ştiu că oricât aş încerca
Nu pot evita faptul că s-a terminat.
Ar fi mai uşor să ne urâm
Pentru că e imposibil să acceptăm asta
Şi la tot ce plănuiam împreună
Trebuie să zicem adio.
 
Nu are sens să-ți spun
Sau să-mi spui că am greşit.
 
Nu are sens să semnalăm
Sau să dăm vina pe altcineva.
Ar fi mai uşor.
 

Spanish Qualities

Courtyard that smells of romance,
Of couplets and roses, and orange blossoms.
The Spanish night escapes,
that with its darkness knew how to cover you.(x2)
 
Like a carnation that bursts,
Your blood-red mouth gave me a kiss,
And in that kiss there remained
The nights, the couplets, the roses and me.
 
Behind the lace screen
The flower pots and flowers could hear
in a pleasant sigh, a sigh from the soul,
what he wanted to tell you.
 
ahhhahhh...
 
The clacking of castanets, the courtyard
which the gypsy filled with celebration.
A kiss that has been mostly mine,
That from your mouth, made me tremble.
Something that was more than a kiss,
Something that is more than kissing.
A kiss that left in my life, guitars
and couplets and orange blossoms.(x2)
 

It'd Be Easier

Perhaps it was my lack of time
Or maybe all those moments of silence
That we never let speak
 
Perhaps your patience grew weary
And you forgot that I was on my way
And didn't want to wait any longer
 
There's no need for me to tell you
Or for you to tell me that we screwed up
 
It'd be easier, but no
I won't pretend that it doesn't hurt
Knowing that it wasn't enough
Knowing that no matter how much I try
I can't avoid the fact that it's over
It'd be easier to hate each other
Because it's impossible to accept
And, to all the things we had planned
We now have to say goodbye
 
Perhaps I filled myself with fears
We had better moments
That can no longer return
 
There's no need for me to tell you
Or for you to tell me that we screwed up
 
It'd be easier, but no
I won't pretend that it doesn't hurt
Knowing that it wasn't enough
Knowing that no matter how much I try
I can't avoid the fact that it's over
It'd be easier to hate each other
Because it's impossible to accept
And, to all the things we had planned
We now have to say goodbye
 
There's no need for me to tell you
Or for you to tell me that we screwed up
 
There's no need to point fingers
Or for us to blame anyone else
It'd be easier
 

How It Would Be

How would it be?
 
If it will happen with you
Let it be without fear
If you tell me to let it go
Then, let it go without fear
 
I walk without knowing where to step
Where are you to guide me to the end?
If it is not forever, I will not even fake
Then, let death come and separate us, and still
 
You want much more from me
And if you gave more of yourself, how would it be?
I give you so much more of me
This is how I feel
Like Beyoncé and Jay-Z
 
And fix our faults
No other stories to confuse
I see it written deep down
Two against the world without giving up
 
Forget our differences
Change this talk because I already know (how it would be)
How can love be blind
If we two combine? And I already know (how it would be)
 
You want much more from me
And if you gave more of yourself, how would it be?
I give you so much more of me
This is how I feel
Like Beyoncé and Jay-Z
 
You want much more from me
And if you gave more of yourself, how would it be?
I give you so much more of me
This is how I feel
Like Beyoncé and Jay-Z
 

All That You Wanted to Know About Yourself (But Were Afraid To Ask)

I love your flaws
So many that I don't know
Where I should begin
 
I love your problems
They're so big that I don't know
Where they'll lead
 
I think you
Should be more complexed
I think you
Should say more nonsensical things
 
I love your lies
They're so good that I'd rather believe them
I love your clumsy ways
It's so grave
That I stop breathing
 
I think you
Should undress
Walk to the mirror
And see yourself with your mouth
 
And everything else that you wanted
To know about yourself
All that you wanted
To know about yourself
All that you wanted
To know about yourself
But were afraid to ask
 
I think you
Should undress
Walk to the mirror
And see yourself with your mouth
 
And everything else that you wanted
To know about yourself
All that you wanted
To know about yourself
All that you wanted
To know about yourself
But were afraid to ask
 
And everything else that you wanted
To know about yourself
 
And everything else that you wanted
To know about yourself
All that you wanted
To know about yourself
 
Translation done by Alma Barroca. In case you want to reprint it, please ask for permission first and always cite my name as its author. /
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Look Our End

See our end that blows towards me
I won't be afraid of the fire
I will be here with open arms
to be burned to be burned in the breaking up
 
I don't feel anger I don't feel wrath
Like land from the land I will be burned
I don't feel anger I don't feel wrath
In front of the fire I know how to love you
 
Thank you for as long as your kiss was
Thank you for as long as your body was
This little one for me was enough
Thank you for the life, my life
for the nail that instead of saying my wound
I hurt but I said I love you
 
See our end, it doesn't write goodbye
You die and I give birth to you
Cause one can breathe for both
even after even after the breaking up
 
Thank you for as long as your kiss was
Thank you for as long as your body was
This little one for me was enough
Thank you for the life, my life
for the nail that instead of saying my wound
I hurt but I said I love you
 

How Good I am (Andalusian Dance Song)

For a gypsy verse,
With a strong feeling,
The Gypsies from Triana give
All they have earned in a year.
 
Oh, how I love you gypsy man of my soul,
Even if you don't think as I do!
Kissing the flowers I spend my life,
Kissing the flowers of May and April,
Because mountain flowers
Soothe the pain I feel because of you.
 
Everyone says I'm good,
And I choose to believe that I am bad,
Why won't I uproot this pain
That I carry written on my soul.
How good I am, How bad I am.
 
What I want most in my life,
Even though it's my downfall,
Are the pains and joys
That I feel because of this gypsy.
 
Oh, how I love you gypsy man of my soul,
Even if you don't think as I do!
My beloved Triana, because you are the queen,
Flowers and the Guadalquivir river embrace you,
You carry the Torre del Oro as an ornament in your hair
And you have within you the cradle of gypsy art.
 
(Refrain)
 

Serial

Can't seem to wake up on this bad morning
The medicine and alcohol mixing in my blood
My throat craves something to drink
But all I can find is this empty bottle
 
I don't remember what happened last night
Yet somehow I found my way home
There's still some red left on my hands
And the smell of iron clings to my nose
 
My body aches, my Walther is out of bullets
Something bad went down last night
The demon inside me woke up again
Devouring everything in its path in an instant
 
Even the doctor has given up on the disease
Believe me, it's all true
I don't know what went wrong
Maybe... it's something I secretly wanted!?
 
1,2, Killa, I'm a Serial Killa
Over and over, another relapse
1,2, Killa, I'm a Serial Killa
Snip＆Snap, it never stops, what the hell!?
 
Thinking about the past I can't change
But the future will be one I make
I'll smother the fear of this unknown being
Put it in a bottle with the lid shut tight
 
I start to shake so I wrap myself in blankets
It didn't take me too long to forget about it
An uncomfortable sweat and a dry throat
I keep thinking about the kick from the gunshot
 
I can fix it, can't I?
Gotta enjoy life while I still can
These hands, these eyes, they belong to me
I'll realize every moment as hope
 
That monster has no wins or losses
But I don't need to be afraid anymore
Under the sheets, the bed was still warm
It was all just a nightmare
 
1,2, Killa, I'm a Serial Killa
Over and over, another relapse
1,2, Killa, I'm a Serial Killa
Snip＆Snap, it never stops, what the hell!?
 
Again, the dark night makes me feel sick
I run to the bathroom but something's wrong!
In the mirror is a face that looks like mine but isn't
It looks like you're trying to come back again
 
Who made me this way?
Did god change my blues to reds?
Anger and pain, he takes over my brain
If I shred it all off, will I be released?
 
The demon smiles and puts the Walther to his temple
I finally got you, but why are you still laughing?
I pull the trigger and stare at the bright red fireworks
What a beautiful sight...
 

Bohemia

It's an unknown world for him.
Montmartre in these old days
was adorned with lilac
that was blooming under windows.
Within these four walls,
although we were suffering hunger,
it was like in the seventh heaven.
We had each other of course:
a poor painter and me next to him.
 
Bohemia, Bohemia -
it's equal to knowing the taste of happiness.
Bohemia, Bohemia -
not eating, living miserable life.
 
In buzzy cafés
every of us was waiting
for the fame to find him/her.
'Eh, the time will come
when the world will appreciate us!',
he used to say without hesitation.
And when in the kitchen
the boss let us eat something
in return for new canvas,
tomorrow was nothing,
an old furnace was warming us
and you were saying a poem.
 
Bohemia, Bohemia -
it's the glamour of your beauty.
Bohemia, Bohemia -
and every of us was a genius.
 
I sometimes laughed when
you had to sit in front of easels all night.
You were constantly retouching
the circle of my breast,
the shape of my hips.
When dawn broke the night,
there was time for a sip of coffee.
It was life that was calling us...
and in the strangest delight we were loving each other.
A new day was coming.
 
Bohemia, Bohemia -
it means to be 20 years old.
Bohemia, Bohemia -
wind was raving in our pockets.
 
When I'll stray there,
the address and number will be the same
but that's it.
I can't recognise
any of old places
from my crazy youth.
I'm running up the stairs but
the trace of your atelier has already disappeared
once and for always.
Old Montmartre in a new vesture became sadder...
and lilacs don't bloom the anymore.
 
La Bohème, la Bohème -
today you can only dream of it.
'la Bohème', 'la Bohème' -
these words mean nothing today.
La Bohème, la Bohème,
La Bohème, la Bohème,
La Bohème, la ....
 

Hymn on the Chechen Republic of Ichkeria

We were born that night that the wolf gave birth.
In the morning, in the presence of lions’ roars, we were given names.
There is no god but Allah. [in Arabic]
In eagles’ nests, our mothers nourished us.
On stormclouds, our fathers taught us how to tame horses.
There is no god but Allah. [in Arabic]
 
Our mothers gave birth to us for the people and for the homeland.
And we bravely rose to their call.
There is no god but Allah. [in Arabic]
We grew up free among mountain eagles.
We proudly overcame difficulty and obstacles.
There is no god but Allah. [in Arabic]
 
The granite cliffs, like lead, will melt
before the horde of enemies will make us bow!
There is no god but Allah. [in Arabic]
The ground will be engulfed in flames
before we will stand before the grave, having given up our honor!
There is no god but Allah. [in Arabic]
 
We will never submit to anyone.
Death or freedom – we will get one or the other.
There is no god but Allah. [in Arabic]
Our sisters heal our wounds with song.
The feats in battle will lift the eyes of our loved ones.
There is no god but Allah. [in Arabic]
 
If they try to starve us, we will gnaw on roots!
If they try to dehydrate us, we will drink the dew from the grass!
There is no god but Allah. [in Arabic]
We were born that night that the wolf gave birth.
God, our people, and our homeland – we only serve them!
There is no god but Allah. [in Arabic]
 

On the void afternoons

Versions: #2
On the void afternoons
when I plummet away from you,
I'll be extending my step of my life on the wave
and be calling for you.
 
And within the night storms
I'll be slipping cross your kisses
and some memories like caresses
or lit up sails will be crossing my mind.
 
And, as the rainstorm keeps us the beat
and my heart tangoes up like it flips.
Me, within some mirrored streets, I'll look for the crooks
for losing all those things that I love. [x2]
 
On these floating memories,
I write all my stars off.
The curtain falling
from the time's eroding I seek to grasp.
 
And any marks that I bear,
I'll cover them with dreams.
Like a old love letter
in a worn off jacket for you I'll seek.
 
And, as the rainstorm keeps us the beat
and my heart tangoes up like it flips.
Me, within some mirrored streets, I'll look for the crooks
for losing all those things that I love. [x2]
 
And, as the rainstorm keeps us the beat
and my heart tangoes up like it flips....
 
Οι μεταφράσεις μου μέχρι ένα εφικτό σημείο είναι δικές μου. Δέχομαι βελτιώσεις μόνο αν θεωρώ ότι κάποια μετάφρασή μου έχει παράδοθεί ελλιπής ή εντελώς εσφαλμένη.
My translations are mine up to a considerable extent. I accept improvements only if I consider that any translation of mine has been delivered inaccurate or completely wrong.

Heart Matters

There's nothing new on the news
More unemployment in our backyard1
A man sick of inflation
Died of a information attack
 
There's nothing left of what was mine
I don't know anything about you for a long time
And they don't broadcast on television
These heart matters
 
Explosions, fires, floods
Plagues, contradictions
They sound banal in comparison
To these heart matters
 
The radio announcer doesn't even want to know
About my love that doesn't want me anymore
The world falls down on information
Oblivious to the heart matters
 
Two enemy continents
Made an agreement on the news
They made peace on television
I and my love didn't
 
Explosions, fires, floods,
Plagues, contradictions
Mere events without dimension
In comparison to the heart matters
 
The president spoke to the nation
But I'm not in sync
Where does the button
Of these heart matters turn off?
 

• 1. In this context, it means 'little country'

Sky, erase the stars

Sky, erase the stars
Someone else is holding her in his two hands tonight
And I am in pain.
She's embraced another man
She values nothing
And I'm drowning in complaints
 
If only I could become a flame
So I could burn all the lies that she's hidden inside her heart
If only I could become the wind
So I could leave, far away from her
 
Sky, erase the stars
And the pain of the knives
That were nailed into my heart tonight
And when you see her, she'll weep
Tell her that I haven't stopped truly loving her
 
-Βασιλική Οικονομοπούλου

TV Serials

[verse 1]
Everything will be alright
Someday everything will be as you wish
We're smoking in the kitchen
And waiting the next day to come
I know that it'll be fine
Someday everything will be just right
We're watching tv serials
And chatting with you for hours
 
[chorus]
It's already spring on the outskirts
Dry pavement under our feet
Snow melted
Sometimes even Moscow is so cramped
I wish I would never think of you again
 
[verse 2]
I woke up at half past seven
And I don't remember when I woke up the last time
I drank two cups of coffee
Smoked a couple of cigarettes
And said to myself:
'Everything will be alright
Someday things will be different from what is now'
We smoke cigarettes
And we keep silent with you for hours
 
[chorus]
It's already spring on the outskirts
Dry pavement under our feet
Snow melted
Sometimes even Moscow is so cramped
I wish I would never think of you again
 

Siberia

The Ice mix up
with the sky, with the eyes
and when the gloom approaches
I'd want to enrapture the cold
in a sunny day
that could come back suddenly
 
Maybe tonight,
if I've crossed
the street that I cannot see
then in a moment
i'll cover distances
to reach the fire
alive under the snow
 
Our eyes scared
in the frozen rooms,
at the glow of burnt petroleum
and over the wall only silence,
over the wall only ice and silence.
 
I'll wait this night thinking about you,
I will cover my breath in the snow
then in a moment different from others
I'll cover the heft of those distances...
of those distances... of those distances...
Of those distances...
 

Adrenaline

Hook: Marteria and Casper]
Adrenaline, Adrenaline, Adrenaline
Adrenaline, Adrenaline, Adrenaline
Adrenaline, Adrenaline, Adrenaline
Adrenaline, Adrenaline, Adrenaline
We are here
Adrenaline, Adrenaline, Adrenaline
Adrenaline, Adrenaline, Adrenaline
Adrenaline, Adrenaline, Adrenaline (yeah)
Adrenaline, Adrenaline, (yeah), Adrenaline
 
[Part 1: Marteria]
Standing in a circle now, listen to my signals
Bathing in the black light, no one throws here with colors (colors)
Always tsunamis, always a lunar eclipse when I breathe (when I breathe)
RheinEnergie taps my energy field when I sleep
My name is Marten Laciny
Full on Adrenalini
Paint the devil on the wall, but have banned the fire like Khaleesi
Without can no history be written
My boys, we are brothers
Pull everything off, do not let anything over - no
 
[Hook: Casper]
We are here
Adrenaline, Adrenaline, Adrenaline
Adrenaline, Adrenaline, Adrenaline
Adrenaline, Adrenaline,
Adrenaline
Adrenaline, Adrenaline, (yeah),
Adrenaline
 
Got the head full of paving stones (yes)
Restless, kill the leash (yes)
Thumbtacks in the blood
Sweat in the air, can almost cut it (yes)
Blackout, the crowd gets loud
Barely stand it out
The pressure is rising now - Let it out!
My name Benjamin Griffey (ah)
Adrenaline, endorphins (ah)
Live energy a machine (ah)
Break down like an avalanche (ah)
Up and down the stage (ah)
Never tired, never tired
Alsan hold it tight
Never want to forget that
 
[Hook: Marteria and Casper // both]
We are here
Adrenaline, adrenaline, adrenaline
Adrenaline, adrenaline, adrenaline
Adrenaline, adrenaline, adrenaline
Adrenaline, adrenaline, adrenaline
We are here
Adrenaline, adrenaline, adrenaline
Adrenaline, adrenaline, adrenaline
Adrenaline, adrenaline, adrenaline
Adrenaline, adrenaline, adrenaline
A-D-R-E N-A-L-I-N-E
We are here
Adrenaline, adrenaline, adrenaline
Adrenaline, adrenaline, adrenaline
Adrenaline, adrenaline, adrenaline
Adrenaline, adrenaline, adrenaline
We are here
 
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Where are you, my childhood

Ref: Where are you, my childhood?
You've passed so quickly
Towards unknown years
I'm going, I'm going...
 
Even now, I can hear in the mountains
Sounding the alphorns
Like in the years of my youth
Which are gone with the wind
 
I was once, I was once
A young with big dreams
God, so many times
Travel longing carried me far away
 
To get rich and make a name for yourself
In the gentlemen's world
You have to leave the village with fairies
And the ballads at the springs
 
Since I've been gone in the world
To give my life a meaning
The old ballads have changed
Nothing is what it used to be
 
I'm on the top of the years
And I look up
God, where's my youth?
It's gone too fast....
 

The complaint

Versions: #2
Half way down the road
it's time I told you
the things I love are not these
elsewhere, elsewhere did I begin
 
In truth and in the lies
I tell you and confess
that I've walked this life
as though another, and not myself
 
As much as someone might be wary
as much as they may chase it
it will always, always be too late
there is no second life
 

Free Albania 100 years

Tears are rolling (on my cheeks )
I don't cry I'm smiling
Free Albania 100 years
In the blue sky there are clouds
Today there's only hope
Free Albania 100 years
 
(chorus)
Kings and Queens were there for cemturges alive
That's why you smile ,smile
The beautiful future is waiting for us
That's why you smile ,smile (x2)
 
La la la, la la la , la la la ,
La la la, la la la , la la la,
La la la, la la la, (x2)
 

Memetis

My Memeti, my Memeti, aman aman
my sorrow is over you
Where are you always going?
and leaving me behind
 
Where are you going, Memeti and Maria? Aman aman
The violins are jamming and I’m going to see
I’m Memetis, a lover boy, aman aman
A manga*, and a passionate man*
 
I smoke tobacco and hookah, aman aman
I sing the amane with passion
And as I smoke the pipe, aman aman
My romance breaks the baglama
 
I smoke with Maria aman, aman
We ridicule the world
 
* Manga: a manga was a man who partook in the Rembetiko subculture culture
* Meraklis: these were the men who philosophized and shared ideas about the culture and political system at the time
 

Let the wretched world talk

We hand’t thought it over well, why did we separate, why
Since, how can I say it, you love me, and I love you
Don’t listen to words of the others, you’ve been dealing with bad people
Come back again and don’t be confused a bit
 
Don’t be mad. Come, for i’m waiting
And let the wretched world talk, talk, talk
Your kiss is like honey, kiss me and don’t let it bother you
And let the wretched world talk and say whatever it wants
 
You didn’t come yesterday not even the day before, and my days were terrifying
Because my tears and my bellows didn’t leave me for a second
I can’t bear being separated, and it wouldn’t even be right
Shoot me two sweet glances and forget the bad mouthing
 
Don’t be mad. Come, for i’m waiting
And let the wretched world talk, talk, talk
Your kiss is like honey, kiss me and don’t let it bother you
And let the wretched world talk and say whatever it wants
 

You leave and I leave

You dress me often in yellow leaves
and with bitter smiles
You leave me without company or an embrace
in the heavy winter
 
I walk the streets with an umrbrella
so that the sorrows don’t shower me
and on my shoulders is thrown a heavy coat
of sieghs
 
You leave and I leave and as much as I avoid you
I’m in danger of you chasing me
You leave and I leave, I dance alone
I enchant the Gods and you pass ahead of me
 
In the first rains the illusions melt
and the drops put out the fire
and so the wind scatters the ashes
far away, to nowhere
 
You leave and I leave and as much as I avoid you
I’m in danger of you chasing me
You leave and I leave, I dance alone
I enchant the Gods and you pass ahead of me
 

Tonight treat me a drink

Tonight treat me to drink
the alcohol of love
so I get drunk
as many times as you treat me,
don't forget it- I drink
and I won't leave a drop
as many times as you treat me,
don't forget it- I drink
and I won't leave a drop
 
Love's alcohol is the strongest of all
but I'll drink it
and if one night I get drunk
know that I'll remain in your embrace
and if one night I get drunk
know that I'll remain in your embrace
 
Turn your lips into glass
and fill it up so I can sip it
distillation from kisses
I'll drink, in your embrace
my spirit will leave
and so let it be
I'll drink, in your embrace
my spirit will leave
and so let it be
 

Cepillin's fair

In Cepillin's fair I found an accordion bam-bam
The accordion, little one, little one in Cepillin's fair
 
In Cepillin's fair I found a guitar
Twang-twang the guitar, bam-bam the accordeon
Little one, little one in Cepillin's fair
 
In Cepillin's fair I found a trumpet
Tweet-tweet the trumpet, twang-twang the guitar
Bam-bam the accordeon, little one, little one in Cepillin's fair
 
In Cepillin's fair I found
A drum kit tic-toc the drum kit, tweet-tweet
The trumpet, twang-twang the guitar, bam-bam the accordeon
Little one, little one in Cepillin's fair
 
In Cepillin's fair I found
A lovely piano ding-ding the lovely piano
Tic-toc the drum kit, tweet-tweet the trumpet
Ttwang-twang the guitar, bam-bam the accordeon
Little one, little one in Cepillin's fair
 
In Cepillin's fair I found an accordion bam-bam
The accordion, little one, little one in Cepillin's fair
 
In Cepillin's fair I found a guitar
Twang-twang the guitar, bam-bam the accordeon
Little one, little one in Cepillin's fair
 
In Cepillin's fair I found
A trumpet tweet-tweet the trumpet, twang-twang
The guitar, bam-bam the accordeon, little one,
Little one in Cepillin's fair
 
In Cepillin's fair I found a drum kit
Tic-toc the drum kit, tweet-tweet the trumpet, twang-twang
The guitar, bam-bam the accordeon
Little one, little one in Cepillin's fair
 
In Cepillin's fair I found a lovely
Piano ding-ding the lovely piano, tic-toc
The drum kit, tweet-tweet the trumpet, twang-twang
The guitar, bam-bam the accordeon
Little one, little one in Cepillin's fair
 

When will the skies get clear

When will it get clear,
when will it be February,
 
so that I may get my rifle,
the beautiful cartridge belt,
 
to descend to Omalos,
to the street of Mousouros,
 
to make mothers without sons,
women without husbands,
 
to make the babies
cry without mothers,
 
to cry in the night for water,
and at morning for milk,
 
and after the morning
for the sweet homeland.
 

The Hymn to Liberty

Versions: #4
I shall always recognize you
By the dreadful sword you hold,
As the earth, with searching vision,
You survey with spirit bold.
 
From the Greeks of old whose dying
Brought to life and spirit free,
Now with ancient valor rising,
Let us hail you, O Liberty!
 
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