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Dacă îmi amintesc bine

Dacă îmi amintesc bine
La început râdeai mereu
Şi îţi petreceai orele
În braţele mele.
 
Apoi din senin
Deveneai morocănos
Şi prietenii îţi spuneau
Că nu eşti bine.
 
Ce te uiţi la mine iar
Cu privirea asta goală?
Ştiu că nu iubeşti pe nimeni.
Şi singura întrebare
Pe care o am în viaţa mea
Este cine mă va iubi pe mine.
 
Dacă îmi amintesc bine
Te ţineam şi mă topeam,
Îmi dădeam viaţa
Ca să te văd râzând.
 
Şi complet din senin,
Într-o după-masă ai dispărut
Şi în locul tău ai lăsat
O inimă goală.
 
Ce te uiţi la mine iar
Cu privirea asta goală?
Ştiu că nu iubeşti pe nimeni.
Şi singura întrebare
Pe care o am în viaţa mea
Este cine mă va iubi pe mine.
 

Sentimente

Imi iau hainele si intr-un moment
trupul meu dintr-o data vrea sa plece
dar totusi am trait impreuna,
nu-mi pot aminti ce este al meu si ce-i al tau
 
Hai sa impartim sentimentele in doua
toate visele si toate cuvintele de 'te iubesc'
dar ar putea pamantul sa stanga, sa stearga toate sarutarile
Nu poate fi impartita in doua, inima nu poate fi impartita
 
Hai sa impartim sentimentele in doua
toate visele si toate cuvintele de 'te iubesc'
dar ar putea pamantul sa stanga, sa stearga toate sarutarile
Nu poate fi impartita in doua, inima nu poate fi impartita
 
Dar hai sa impartim totul la doi
stele, insule, amurgul
Dar amintirea primul sarut
va arde in noi o viata intreaga
 

Tiananmen Square

Like all children I read stories and I loved those from China.
I thought they were so exotic and erotic.
They evoked a picture of beauty, they conveyed smells and tastes,
and the names of the people and places there were so beautiful.
But the lovliest name of all
was Tiananmen Square.
 
So I read about China's history, about the emperors and dynasties,
about the thinkers, and philosophers and despots.
And I was dazzled by their knowledge, their striving for elegance
like when other cultures bowed, they could emerge.
and the symbol of that elegance
was Tiananmen Square.
 
But progress was built on slavery, because the majority lived in poverty.
Only the few got cultured and well-mannered.
The Mighty War was born between the lords and their slaves,
and at the head of the masses there was a son of a farmer.
And he swore that one day victory would
reach Tiananmen Square.
 
And the Sun rose up over China, The New Time was there,
and those who were used to submitting could teach themselves.
Because no one was more than any other, and everyone was for each other,
and the people and leaders spoke about the same future
when they annually celebrated the victory
of Tiananmen Square.
 
But the times changed, soon they were back to the old times
Because those older leaders distanced themselves from the people.
But the young ones, who learned to think and talk and read and write,
went out, as they had learned, and reminded about all the promises.
But the promises were drowned in blood
on Tiananmen Square.
 
I sit and turn the pages of the stories which I read when life was simple,
Then princesses were beautiful and kings were wise and good.
And I look up at the stars in the east, and I discover they have gone out.
I understand so well, there is nothing more to shine upon.
Because there exists an icy darkness
on Tiananmen Square.
 

Dream Island Obsessional Park

Raa-eee-yaa Ra-Ra-ee-yo-ra
Marvelous mushroom shaped cloud in the sky
Raa-eee-yaa Ra-Ra-ee-yo-ra
The afternoon of the birds feeding in an ally
 
I shall talk to you with my hand on the grass in the sunbeams
See,our dream is blossoming on the lunch bench
 
Keep the sound of waves in your heart
Keep the melancholy on the bottom
Extend the bridge to tomorrow
Without worrying about a tidal wave
 
Raa-eee-yaa Ra-Ra-ee-yo-ra
Such a marvelous vapor trail
Raa-eee-yaa Ra-Ra-ee-yo-ra
The afternoon of the people passing on the popular street
 
I shall walk with you, holding your hand with a smile
See, the voice of 'it's all over'is drowned out by the wind
 
Without worrying about tomorrow
let your destination slide
Lock up your heart
Without believing in an avalanche
 
Raa-eee-yaa Ra-Ra-ee-yo-ra
Flaming rain that I used to see in my dreams
Raa-eee-yaa Ra-Ra-ee-yo-ra
The afternoon that I woke up by the office window
 
I shall go out with you since I was invited by the sunbeams
See, our dream is blossoming on the lunch bench
 
Listen to the wind blowing against the grass
Throw away melancholy
Believe that tomorrow will be fine
Without worrying about the meaning of the dream
 
Raa-eee-yaa Ra-Ra-ee-yo-ra
Marvelous mushroom shaped cloud in the sky
Raa-eee-yaa Ra-Ra-ee-yo-ra
The afternoon of the birds feeding in an ally
Raa-eee-yaa Ra-Ra-ee-yo-ra
The dream that we raised on the lunch bench
Raa-eee-yaa Ra-Ra-ee-yo-ra
The afternoon that was born in the sunbeams 
 

Love (I want to hold you close)

I want to hold you close. I want to hold you close.
I want to hold you close. I want to hold you close.
 
A fur coat, without putting on sleeves
I go blown by the wind to see that man
Like in a discoloured painting, the twilight wrap us
Only the noise of my heels resonates
You have a home where to return
You have someone who covers you with tenderness
Taking off the ring we love each other
I don't want to be called a naughty woman
Dry leaves in the autumn, snow flurries in winter
They dance sad and bitterly
Goodbye. Goodbye. Goodbye. Goodbye.
 
I want to hold you close. I want to hold you close.
I want to hold you close. I want to hold you close.
 
Tonight drinking just a little of sake
It's fine if I sleep but
Those who run through the city of grey winter
How can they warm their hearts?
You have a home where to return
You have someone who covers you with tenderness
I live hiding my face
I don't want to be called an unhappy woman
 
The sleet in the city, the tears in the people
They freeze sad and lonely
Goodbye. Goodbye. Goodbye. Goodbye.
 
The sleet in the city, the tears in the people
They freeze sad and lonely
Goodbye. Goodbye. Goodbye. Goodbye.
 

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The munchies

Sons of the wind
those who keep their eyes open when eveything else sleeps
 
not because of sex,
We're in the afterlife, baffled, with people telling us 'ah!
 
are you blind?
Can't you see
what the fuck you've stepped in, oh?!'
 
Watch out, this one hits hard. Just hit as much as you can.
 
Generation miracles
fog here under the porches
the dreams and the munchies
the praising in paranoia
 
Heads down
They're on our backs now, no need to pray
 
Heroes of war
Father, do you swear that it's necessary to suffer?
 
Sons of the troubles
the ones you don't ask for
but hey beat you black and blue
 
I did it again, look
what the fuck did I step in?
Generation miracles
fog here under the porches
the dreams and the munchies
the praising in paranoia
 
100 km/h
the thoughts run fast
Heart in your throat
Even faster
 
100 km/h
the thoughts run fast
Heart in your throat
Even faster
 
Generation Miracles
fog here under the porches
the dreams and the munchies
the praising in paranoia
 

Let Her Go

Tell me what she did except troubles
I don't want her to come, our love is over
Because of her I rejected my life my love
Let her, let her, let her go
 
Only once fortune will smile upon you
The one you call beloved will be value
Without it, this world will certainly return
Let her, let her, let her go
And right now let this love go
Let her, let her, let her go
 
She'll see how easy to be loved so hard to love
Let those doors close and you come back
That day will come when all her hope is gone
Let her, let her, let her go
 
Only once fortune will smile upon you
The one you call beloved will be value
Without it, this world will certainly return
Let her, let her, let her go
And right now let this love go
Let her, let her, let her go
 

amazarashi - Beginning at the End 終わりで始まり

Versions: #2
The night sky that I always looked up at on my way back home, somehow it seems different from back then.
 
Ah, that's right. I got a little too accustomed to normality.
 
No, that's not it either.
 
It's that, even now, every day doens't make me smile that much.
 
Even my friends from back in the day stopped goofing around.
 
Yep, that's right. They oughta be respectable fathers by now.
 
And in my room, making a face as if I were dying, I'm finally able to sing a song like this.
 
Thanks to my friends, I'm still standing.
 
Thanks to my family, I can walk.
 
And thanks to you, I'm still living.
 
I don't really want to say thanks, but hey, one day, when we all go our separety ways, even at that time, I want to be smilling.
 
''Even the bluest days of our past turned out right in the end'' - I want to be smilling, so that I can say that proudly.
 
And just like that, even our dreams that didn't come true at some point become no more than scenery that passes us by.
 
In the end, with these hands still empty, we're waving a big good-bye to each other.
 
And in these eyes, which could't even come up eith something to say, I'm holding back the tears as we give our goodbyes.
 
Don't get so down! This is just the starting line!
 
Our new beginning at the end.
 
This world isn't really that beautiful, but hey, there's no need for us to hurry through it so fast, is there?
 
The world often betrays our expectations, but sometimes we can find happiness that we weren't even expecting.
 
So I'm going to muscle through all the times I've been betrayed, since those betrayals are proof that I tried to believe i something.
 
And I've lost every ounce of what I didn't trust.
 
I don't really want to say that I've been hurt, so, from now on, no matter what happens, I want us to live rushing forward, without ever looking back.
 
''The yesterday we stumbled over were just the lead-up'' - I want to live rushing forward, so that I can say that proudly.
 
And by doing just that, even our now-tragic memories will become the funny stories we recount to others.
 
And at that time, with my knees finally giving out, I'll rush right out of this darkness.
 
And at that time, I'll be clenching sand in my palms, because I wanted to hold on to something real.
 
You get it, don't you? This is just the starting line!
 
Our new beginning at the end.
 
The days pass us by, the years pass us by, the people who matter most pass us by.
 
''I have to hurry! I have to hurry!''
 
But I got a little flustered, and I stumbied over, ''I can't move at all!'' - even as I was sprawled out on the ground, time passed by.
 
So I thought, and thought, and finally reassured myself.
 
I stood back up, and I broke out running, and right then, the sky that I always looked up at seemed different from back then.
 
And that's because I'm living in the future of those days.
 
I don't want to have everything be for nothing!
 
None of it was a mistake!
 
And the person supporting me right now, is the ''me'' that was so disheartened those days.
 
''Thank you'' and ''I love you'' - I don't really get what they mean, but I wanted to be singing them.
 
''You were right for having believed in me back then'' - I want to be singing so that I can say that proudly.
 
So this is all I want to say: what keeps pushing me forward is that face of yours, smilling for me.
 
With this arm that I kept reaching out back then, I'm strumming hard on this guitar.
 
And with the mouth that could't say anything back then, I'm screaming out this shitty song.
 
Every time, this is just the starting line!
 
Our new beginning at the end.
 
A beginning at the end.
 

If I Knew

If I knew would I cry for you
If I knew would I love you
If I knew would I feel that burn
If I knew oh If I knew
 
Oh I can't take this pain
You put a fire in my heart
You left my hopes alone
You killed my youth
 
If I knew would I cry for you
If I knew would I love you
If I knew would I feel that burn
If I knew oh If I knew
 
You were the queen of my heart
I was breathing for you
Love I loved you more than
my life and everything
 
If I knew would I cry for you
If I knew would I love you
If I knew would I feel that burn
If I knew oh If I knew
 

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.
 

Trillion people

Above our heads
Crows are flying in circles
Observing me
Observing you
And our fears
Like corpses left lying on sand
In a little while
The Great Raven will come
 
(x2)
There are trillion smiling people in that city
But there's not a single one
Who is truly happy
 
Above our heads
Crows are flying in circles
And the heart is in a continuous deep-frozen state
And our falsehood
Is like a rock on a steep slope
No choice but to fall down on the stones
 
(x2)
There are trillion smiling people in that city
But there's not a single one
Who is truly happy
 

Sky full of Violins

I've now been lying here in this house for years.
I never had an idea who else would still be living here.
 
When you moved in, I looked outside.
Somebody new is here in the house.
And then our glances met.
Who sent you here?
 
Simply because of you, my heaven is full of violins
And they play my favorite song every day.
Simply because you're here, I can tolerate my life again.
Simply awesome, simply terrific that you exist.
 
For days, I've now been reflecting exclusively on
How I can succeed in getting to know you.
 
I've never been good at
What to say in this situation, what to do.
Damn, now I just go up to the door
And simply knock on it.
 
Simply because of you, my heaven is full of violins
And they play my favorite song every day.
Simply because you're here, I can tolerate my life again.
Simply awesome, simply terrific that you exist.
 
Imagine sometime as if I hadn't done it.
Knocked at it, because this is how it all began.
You opened the door and just laughed at me.
 
Simply because of you, my heaven is full of violins
And they play my favorite song every day.
Simply because you're here, I can tolerate my life again.
Simply awesome, simply terrific that you exist.
 

The Cathedral of St. Vitutus*

If you're not a believer, start believing
Boy, welcome to the new neighbourhood
Here nothing's like it used to be
All you trusted has changed, just like that
 
The world's most beautiful, dreamy internet
I was yours completely
But I guess in the end it was only an ugly mistake
That we should have all the information in our homes
The beautiful algorithms pried out my ugly sides
It's no use being on Insta if Sanni doesn't take a peek at you**
I am so alone, my head stays the same all summer and winter long
Here good intentions are buried under nonsense
 
When the facts grow dim, being civilized is boring
Even if the extreme ends of the spectrum were extremely wrong
Shut up dad, go and suck your own dick
You only do what someone told you to
I guess I'm not from here, I was found at the station
On RDX, I came from an exoplanet
And I was stupid enough to think that here deduction rules
When something nonexistent leaves you empty handed
 
What is sacred, I don't believe in anything
Not in the big bad dough or a good soul
We stay stupid and cynical
When nothing lasts
Except being pissed off
 
The post-truth church of the flesh
Quiet rooms of noise
Distances as long as the words
Between the lines an entire world
At the end of the rainbow nothing but a paranoia of binaries
The stars are faxing dead light
The eternal state of being pissed off***
 
If you're not a believer, start believing
Boy, welcome to the new neighbourhood
Here nothing's like it used to be
All you trusted has changed, just like that
 
That's where the hate storm started, another scandal was initiated
The kids are dying of boredom if there's no fighting
I'm not messed up enough to be completely nuts
But not sane enough to have had anything work out
The truth is found on Jodel, what are they yodeling about?
The world is a machine, daddy is fumbling with the modem
I can't feel my profile, face is numb****
I bought a Tamagotchi
A naughty boy who has wilted in the corner
 
I only read the same books and watch the same movies
All over again from the beginning, the resolution is obvious
I've sometimes talked to the clouds, and the cloud answered
I wanted to raise a question
but the question raised me
 
The post-truth church of the flesh
Quiet rooms of noise
Distances as long as the words
Between the lines an entire world
At the end of the rainbow nothing but a paranoia of binaries
The stars are faxing dead light
The eternal state of being pissed off
 

Dooneh dooneh

A little a little
this sense that is still between us
It's ours
It makes us be together
 
a little a little
a little
 
A little a little
There's a star in the sky
 
that adjust somehow
make us be together again
 
my heart is engaged...in love with mistress
I'm not drunk ... I'm not sober
A new feeling is between us
 
you have something in your eyes that shakes my heart
The sense of loneliness scares me
 
this life won't be a 'life'
It's like a prison without you
 
what do you have that your breaths ...
... are kinda healer?
 
When the heart used to engaged with your behaviour
when it saw your coquetry it lost its rein
 
you're my charmer
your my breath ... my air
 
Wherever you go ... ( wether do every thing or not )
you're mine
 
you have something in your eyes that shakes my heart
The sense of loneliness scares me
 
this life won't be a 'life'
It's like a prison without you
 
what do you have that your breaths ...
... are kinda healer?
 
you have something in your eyes that shakes my heart
The sense of loneliness scares me
 
this life won't be a 'life'
It's like a prison without you
 
what do you have that your breaths ...
... are kinda healer?
 

In the Deep of Night

Straight through the land
The sun breaks every resistance
Rigid lays the sea
Above the trees, the wind blows strong the snow
 
In a bank
Two marks of love are burnt in
Under the snow
They cause no man harm
 
Day's end - Embarking hours
Belief in Miracles - Adventure
Love for home - Chorus songs
I have experienced
 
Under the moon
Crows inhabit a nest
Silently and softly
The owl sets out in the deep of the night
 
Painful scream
Even at night death is near
Gasping wind
Who knows where all the souls are
 
Day's end - Embarking hours
Belief in Miracles - Adventure
Homeless - Next love
I have seen
 

Sirens

The beach is overrated
It's just a pile of pebbles
My mind is like a phone book
Full of names that don't matter
And occasionally a flash of something
I peel you like a clementine
It completely pierces my consciousness
And I get caught on that memory
As if, as if you'd be with me
I feel your scent, it's only delusion
Or have I died during the night?
Fallen asleep and stayed there
Maybe I never woke up
I'm staring at the ceiling eyes open
Like I never even rested
I'm back in that moment
Twenty-ten
At the beach of Maspalomas, sand in my eyes
You're smiling at the sun
My back hurts yet I just stay quiet
 
I have these four walls
From behind them I can't see you
But I hear your voice
 
And it feels so real
I get up, go to the balcony
And my eyes are searching for you from the outside door
 
Even though I'm alone in the darkness
Like sirens in the night
I hear your voice, voice
 
The difference between a person in love and a crazy person is gossamer
I wake up next to a strange lady
And coke ready on the phone screen
But they disappear when you eat a handful of Stella1
I wake up to the fire truck, it's night again
Always in sleep debt2
New York 2012, I think I'm there
We always woke up to the siren
And we made love, do you still remember?
I fall asleep and wake up, wake up and fall asleep
Everything is just repeated, this has already happened
When I lay here on the bed and look back to the memory
It creates a new memory
And the imaginations, I tend to start believing in them
Falling in love and becoming crazy, I can't do it
 
Even though I'm alone in the darkness
Like sirens in the night
I hear your voice, voice
 
The number you have dialed is not valid
 
What do you mean it's not valid?
Your name is written with capital letters on my screen
 
Even though I'm alone in the darkness
Like sirens in the night
I hear your voice, voice
 
Everyone has missed (somebody)
And knows how the waiting has bothered
Like a sneeze that won't come
But is it a sneeze before it comes out of your mouth?
Tipi-tii on repeat in my mind
Top side of the moon,3 romantic Mickey D's
On Valentine's day 2015
Michael Gondry can not erase them
Is this all just a joke?
I'm stressin' like Avicii
We're that way similar
I don't know what's real anymore
This is a nightmare and soon I will wake up
Or is it the other way around?
You are a morphin dream running away
But I just want to get over the fact
That I just want to get on your lap
This won't end well
 
I have these four walls
From behind them I can't see you
But I hear your voice
Even though I'm alone in the darkness
Like sirens in the night
I hear your voice, voice
 

• 1. Stella = a brand of sleeping pills
• 2. lit. (I) always owe to sleep
• 3. onnen kukkulat is the nominative form of the Finnish idiom 'onnensa kukkuloilla' = over the moon. Tried to imitate that with my translation

My Ayshe

You're my rose of love in my heart
You're only mine I can't share
Let everyone know that
Let them die in this strange way
 
My Ayshe, my Ayshe my beautiful Ayshe
My hope, my wishing, you're everything my Ayshe
Inside me the flood of sadness makes me crazy
I miss you so much I'll be back one day
My Ayshe, my Ayshe my beautiful Ayshe
My hope, my wishing, you're everything my Ayshe
 
Don't think his love is slow
When this love is over it'll start off
Let the mountains and the stones hear it
There is no such immortal love
 
My Ayshe, my Ayshe my beautiful Ayshe
My hope, my wishing, you're everything my Ayshe
Inside me the flood of sadness makes me crazy
I miss you so much I'll be back one day
My Ayshe, my Ayshe my beautiful Ayshe
My hope, my wishing, you're everything my Ayshe
 

52Hz

How many times have I recalled love?
I felt weary as if I was deep in the sea. I was fed up with even pessimism
How many times have I look up to the sky?
The SOS in vain. I wanted to save my faults from the wind and wave
 
Vacant-eyed resignation blamed and confined me
I'm sinking down to the bottom of the heart
 
The suffocated life sang an elegy of bubbles
'I'm here'
Sang in wrong voice, it was a moment's Mayday
I swimmed with the solitude of snag on my back
 
The instinct has finally avoid the life
The sence of my skin is fading. No temperature is in the heart
How many times I look up to the sky?
The horison seems like a steel window. i can't reach the sunlite whatever I do
 
All seen thorough the surface of the sea is bent future
Left alone in the vague world
 
The suffocated life sang an elegy of bubbles
'I'm here'
Sung in wrong voice, it was a moment's Mayday
I swimmed with the solitude of snag on my back
 
I wanted someone to scoop the subconscious, isolated in the sea
However ridiculous I am, No matter how many times I make mistakes, I will try again and again
 
The requiem to leave a record of the life and being
'I'm here'
The vanishing heart sang. It was a moment's funerel bell
It vanished holding the solitude of snag
 

Stray Sheep

I remember I was a timid boy. In an ordinary writing class,
I couldn't write an essay, whose theme was 'My dream'
I still regret that I wrote only innocurous stuffs.
and couldn't express what I really dreamed of
 
'Dream is just a dream. So I have to awake someday.'
I want to go back to the days when we give up everything like this
 
Please don't erase my budding future. It's one and only
Please don't stop it. Though it's reckless, the life was weeping
I'm begging. Can't you understand? I don't want to wait for solitude
I want to save straying ourselves from that days. I want to embrace them.
 
'To become an adult is to abandon many things.'
I kept on telling myself, but I was sick of myself at the same time.
 
I've been concerned about how to run away all along, and yet I'm greedy somehow
Though there's nothing to get, I've lost many things. It seems nothing is left in me
 
Dream is just a dream. Once you awake, all is up to you
If you don't have the time to look beck, you don't have the reason to stop
 
Please don't erase my budding future. It's one and only
Please don't stop it. Though it's reckless, the life was weeping
I'm begging. Can't you understand? I don't want to wait for solitude
I want to save straying ourselves from that days. I want to embrace them.
I just want to revenge!
 
So what if you don't have a talent? Such a stuff doesn't matter at all
What is Important is our own voices
 

More than this we do not need

The rain give it at it's time
And in the Spring spread flowers for us
And let is go home and see it
More than this we do not need
 
How much more can we hear
Death tolls on the streets every weekend?
How much will we speak about the means to stop
And keep acting like nothing is known.
Why? Every accident isn't considered like an attack?
Just an extra injured and dead causality.
And just like it comes and goes,
An entire nation bites and pulls it's lip
however, we're here to remind everyone
That the time has come to open eyes
The graph isn't going down, it stands on twenty
deaths every two weeks.
Another day and another dead causality
Do something about the subject? Nah
We'll hesitate, Coordinate with municipalities
Won't hesitate, it's the time to get out
And hand out the truth!
 
(x2)
The rain give it at it's time
And in the Spring spread flowers for us
And let is go home and see it
More than this we do not need
 
Pay attention!
If you'd count all the casualties of all the wars
In all ages including arenas overseas
You won't reach a number so bleak and exaggerated
Tens of thousands die
In Israel on the roads
And every week ten more
And what are we doing?
Closing our eyes, trying not to see
Not to hear, so we won't sink between the problems
That we live here personally
Believe inside of me that ' it won't happen to me'
So where's the strategy, huh?
And what with public transport?
Who will bring a saviour to the Israeli people?
And when will a turnaround happen?
 
(x2)
The rain give it at it's time
And in the Spring spread flowers for us
And let is go home and see it
More than this we do not need
 
All that's left is to ask to return
His life to his hands, and that God keeps him safe
That a heroic friend gets up and help
And not let him 'go' to the steering wheel drunk
 
(x2)
The rain give it at it's time
And in the Spring spread flowers for us
And let is go home and see it
More than this we do not need
 
Bacon.

Anthem to Veryga

Veryga, you our Veryga,
Why you punishes us like this?
And showing to thirsty man the fig,
And still it's hard in this road.
 
Where's that angry and revenge,
I am shaking like leaf,
You made like Guardian angel,
Released over our heads.
 
Veryga, you our Veryga
Enlightened, fragile flower
We'll write you in the book
You are new Seimas' star
 
So long nightmare road,
How many times you're going to torture us?
When will be end of river of insurance,
You have, Veryga, heart?
 
We'll drink pure Water,
Okay, that you think of us.
Veryga, you our Veryga,
Everything like in the past, will no longer exist.
 
Veryga, you our Veryga,
You are Karbauskis' son.
We will drive to buy to Riga,
There cheaper all beer.
 

I Have No Love

I was like a butterfly in her hands
Resting and innocently asking
But now she's gone, and without her
No more does my day smell like flowers
 
Like a white dove at first light
From my nest I've soared towards her
But at night, as I went to sleep
The wind came and carried her away
 
I have no, I have no love
The morning sun is no longer above me
I have no, I have no love
Only cloudy days with no maybes
 
How simple was her love
No more than a lost cry
Night and day no less did she love
Till the door was shut forever
 
I won't close my shutters and she'll return
I won't lock my door till happiness arrives
A loving heart have I, and it is attentive
To the sound of the steps of love
 
I have no, I have no love
The morning sun is no longer above me
I have no, I have no love
Only cloudy days with no maybes
 

God Shows Mercy on the Kids of the Kindergarten

God shows mercy on the kids of the kindergarten
Less than that on the kids of school.
And on the grownups he shows mercy no more
He leaves them on their own
And sometimes they need to crawl on all fours
On the scorching sand to reach
The pickup station
And they are dripping blood.
 
Perhaps on those who truly love
He shall show mercy and throw shade
Like a tree over the sleeper on the bench
In the boulevard.
 
Perhaps for them we too should take out
The last coins of kindness
That our mother left us,
So that their happiness will protect us
Now and on the other days.
 

New Year Blessings

A happy New Year's Day be upon everybody,
That shall be pleasurable for everyone of us,
Rejoice, as now is the time that brings good outcomes
And pleasure1 supersedes [previous emotions].
I ask for heavenly blessings
For everyone to become happy,
Please grants us a blessing with mercy
So that fortune and victory are upon the Thai people.
 
That happiness be upon everybody,
Every day, every night be of appreciative honour,
The New Year's Day shall be auspicious,
The whole Thai people shall be [blessed] with good fortune.
For the whole year we shall be delighted,
From this very moment on,
Grief be replaced by happiness and joy,
Thus, a Happy New Year.
 

• 1. happiness, delight, satisfaction…

A variety of lives

I was worried about things like wanting to die
I was thinking that I'd wither like roses and cosmos
I was cutting my hair short, I was biting my pinky finger
I was crying so much blaming myself
Youth is probably funny
Youth is probably hilarious
In a funny story there are lots of tears
In the tears there is a lot of youth
A variety of lives, a variety of men
Even a variety of women, blooming in profusion
 
Love comes abruptly and the farewell too
And then disturbing our heart we pray to God
Any kind of important love even if it's a light playing
The heart's palpitation will understand when you don't have it
Now we shine
Now we jump
In a funny story there are lots of hopes
In the hopes there is a lot of youth
 
A variety of lives, a variety of men
Even a variety of women, blooming in profusion
 
A variety of lives, a variety of men
Even a variety of women, blooming in profusion
 
A variety of lives, a variety of men
Even a variety of women, blooming in profusion
 

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Hear Me Out, My Love

Wait, do not interrupt me,
Be patient, do not rush,
Respond to me as I am calling out to you,
Hear me out, my love. (x2)
 
I am sincere and straightforward,
Why should I swear if I have committed no sin?
There is no more strength in me,
Hear me out, my love. (x2)
 
There is no lie in what I say,
I am the one suffering for you,
My heart is about to burst
Hear me out, my love. (x2)
 
I am someone who speaks the truth,
I am someone who stays loyal to love,
Praise me for my effort,
Hear me our, my love. (x2)
 

You are my alchemy

You and I, only you and I.
You are my muse, my pain, and my alchemy.
On your face I do not see melancholy.
Only you and I, only you and I.
 
And I am ready to fight for you,
I don't care what people will say.
It is not my way to love betray.
As for me, it's all important utterly.
For you I'd leap into the flames,
Even when I'm mad at you some days.
Having felt victories,
Multiplying by zero hurts,
Let's elope just to spite others,
We can prove to them everything.
'You can't be together' they will say,
But, it's all unworthy of your tears.
I created a place for us,
Either we are there or no one.
We're either together or not, the two of us.
You're either here or my heart is.
 
We won't be hurt by the opinions of strangers.
Words aren't important when there's you and I.
You are my muse, my pain, my alchemy.
Only you and I, only you and I.
 
Only you and I, only you and I.
You are my muse, my pain, and my alchemy.
On your face I do not see melancholy.
Only you and I, only you and I.
 
Only you and I, only you and I.
You are my muse, my pain, and my alchemy.
On your face I do not see melancholy.
Only you and I, only you and I.
 
Let's elope far away,
Where there is warm and sunny day.
Where there is a sea and tide.
Where happily we can abide.
 
Let's run away to where there's warmth.
Run away to where there's no need for words.
Run to where evil people do not stay
And we're together every day.
The place that hasn't known any wars.
There, where sea, sand, and we - our spirit soars.
There is no gossip and no lies.
We are so happy, so in love.
 
You and I, only you and I.
You are my muse, my pain, and my alchemy.
On your face I do not see melancholy.
Only you and I, only you and I.
 
Only you and I, only you and I.
You are my muse, my pain, and my alchemy.
On your face I do not see melancholy.
Only you and I, only you and I.
 
Only you and I, only you and I.
You are my muse, my pain, and my alchemy.
On your face I do not see melancholy.
Only you and I, only you and I.
 
Let's elope far away,
Where there is warm and sunny day.
Where there is a sea and tide.
Where happily we can abide.
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Assholes

I step into the room, resembling your father
I take out the snake and these bitches scream for more
I ooze toxic testosterone
I have no reason to come out of this box
If you were a boss lady, baby
your euro would be a euro and not some fucking chicken feed
The roof is armored glass
I look at women and see only conquests and jailbaits
Yeah I fuck fans and surely you're the most beautiful
but when we talk it's all-male panel
And you have a honey trap between your legs
This is a dude-anthem and next comes the hook
 
Boys will be boys (That's right)
Humor is raunchy (That's right)
Hey dear brother, life is a game and it goes like this (That's right)
Boo-hoo-hoo it's not my fault
I'm a white hetero, others should content themselves
No, we're not letting assholes win (What?)
No, we're not letting assholes win
 
I'm a manly man, too wimpy or too small is not a man
A pacifist or a junkie is not a man, too beautiful or too feeble is not a man
You can already tell it from the word, feeble is a fag
You're not a real man, you're a pussy
A real man is what a real man wants to be
A real man is an asshole and there's nothing wrong with it
My car model is Janis Petke
A real man doesn't sentimentalize, he only coughs for a moment
He doesn't regret and never apologizes
and freezes drunk in the snow
 
Boys will be boys (That's right)
Humor is raunchy (That's right)
Hey dear brother, life is a game and it goes like this (That's right)
Boo-hoo-hoo it's not my fault
I'm a white hetero, others should content themselves
No, we're not letting assholes win (They say)
No, we're not letting assholes win
 
(What are they saying?)
And the third verse is for the little asses
Excuse me, I meant for the little ones
And those few idiots who snort peas up their nose
Soon I can't go to the local supermarket anymore
When kids sing these lines during break
I guess words become weapons, toy gun goes bang bang
And that's why I polish my shield
A chauvinist passive could clean up today
Someone else could do something about it
'Might as well try that one too', I'm liberal like that
I promise I won't do this again
but turn all the flaps around
 
Okay
Boys will be boys (That's right)
Humor is raunchy (That's right)
Hey dear brother, life is a game and it goes like this (That's right)
Boo-hoo-hoo it's not my fault
I'm a white hetero, others should content themselves
No, we're not letting assholes win
No, we're not letting assholes win
 

Încă îl iubești

Am auzit vocea unui înger
Cântând o rugăciune liniștită
Părea să-mi tragă inima
Încetișor sus pe scări
 
În noaptea aia am rămas treaz
Chiar dacă tu dormeai dusă
Am văzut o lacrimă căzând
Gingaș pe obrazul tău
 
Încă îl iubești
Dar și ea o face
O să-l ia departe de tine
 
M-am strecurat afară din casă
Și am mers tiptil în camera ta
Dar trupul tău nu era acolo
În urma lui a rămas doar un mormânt gol
 
Cred că iubirea e ca și cum ai pica în cel mai adânc somn
Mă trezesc și încerc să mă mișc din nou, dar aflu că trupul meu e slăbit
Am senzația că încrederea e ca și cum ai merge pe o cale ferată
Există fantome în piață în seara asta, strigând ”Îmi vreau banii înapoi”
 
Încă îl iubești
Dar și ea o face
O să-l ia departe de tine
 

Love Song

You've never told me, dear
You've never told me you care
You know that I like you
and you can come to me whenever you want to
I can make a nest for you right here next to me
But I know that if I start to plan something
it won't work out, it's the law of drama or something
I've already imagined it four hundred and twenty times
Committed it to memory, how I would act
How I would brew some tea, tell you not to get a blister on your tongue
and then you'd laugh and realize
that I'd actually be just perfect for you
Or then you'd laugh and realize how lame I am
 
And I thought I'd found my own darling
I whispered into your ear: 'My dearest'
You told me, hey, Mikko, my friend
and looked me in the eye and showed me this
This wasn't, this wasn't, that love song
This wasn't, this wasn't, that love song
I'm alone
 
I shot myself in the head with a peashooter
only you didn't die with me, but said 'I'm moving come autumn'
Under palm trees, pleading for alms
I stood alone at the bus stop like Janos Valmunen1
You fell asleep in the bathroom, I passed out in the toilet
I made a song about you on TV, now I guess I'm testing you with it
Whether you even remember me, I still have the same spark
The song sold platinum but I never got you
You didn't ever say anything bad to me, just goodbye
And we didn't even really fight
I wanted to be more to you
and you can come to me whenever you want to
Oh fuck, I'm so lame
 
When I thought I'd found my own darling
I whispered into your ear: 'My dearest'
You told me, hey, Mikko, my friend
and looked me in the eye and showed me this
This wasn't, this wasn't, that love song
This wasn't, this wasn't, that love song
I'm alone
 

• 1. Janos Valmunen was a Finnish singer with a song called 'At the Bus Stop'

Paranoid #3

Versions: #2
(Hey, how have you been?)
 
Again on the same couch
How does it feel to be the one people meet after they've hit the rock bottom?
I used to come here gladly, (aha), I was searching for my soul
But one can't control themselves (Well yeah that's true...)
Dear diary
During the day I concentrated on inhaling
And during the evening to be quiet (shhh)
I'm waiting for every difficult morning
Every single night and keep count of them (Great)
 
And you're the one who decides
What is wrong and what is right? (Well I wouldn't exactly phrase it that way...)
Being stubborn,
When the mouth says scurrilous shit
Yackety-yack
This is an inquisition
Interest sponsors my own promo video
A big rabbit, Donnie Darko
Egg cartons are filling my walls
Guests who know less say
'What a nice home studio'
 
No, the heaven is falling
I won't clean or do the dishes anymore
It's futile
The recorder knocks, horrible laughter on the cord
I repent, I can't keep my mouth shut
I'm waiting on the doormat, next to the mail slot
That could they finally visit
Between the shades I'm lurking completely alone
That who is the one following me outside on the shade of the eaves
 
Psycho, psy-psycho-cho
What a pity, alas, how much we have to cope with
Woe, if you just could by any means keep it at the minimum
Psycho
 
Psycho, psycho, psy-psycho-cho
What a pity, alas, how much we have to cope with
Woe, if you just could by any means keep it at the minimum
Psycho
 
Pain is just a sensation
Ambulance is just a ride
I can feel myself safe
Until I notice that my home is closed, oops
Scapegoat of the school social worker
The sick mind is the one blocking the toilets
And not any ignorant kid
They don't tend to
They're the ones who raised you too
 
I'm sorry for existing
I am not sick, not even when having cholera
I am listening to my neighbours like I would be working at Sonera 1
A pizza guy on your door: 'Hello, here's the pizza'
Don't open
Treatment plan meeting, room 10
Ten people, ten times
The feelings aren't going to die
Even when each time comparing to the previous one
 
The only pulse is impulse
Went two-folded
I have the power to turn the waters to wines
I wriggled on the cross, give me a kibbutz
On the mirror, I see Pertti Pasanen, Petri Gerdt and the Number of the Beast
Six Six Sicko
I am more than healthy
But I'm still spending my weekends here
 
Psycho, psy-psycho-cho
What a pity, alas, how much we have to cope with
Woe, if you just could by any means keep it at the minimum
Psycho
 
Psycho, psycho, psy-psycho-cho
What a pity, alas, how much we have to cope with
Woe, if you just could by any means keep it at the minimum
Psycho
 
Psycho
 

Paranoid #3

(Hey, how have you been?)
 
Again on the same couch
How does it feel to be the one people meet after they've hit the rock bottom?
I used to come here gladly, (aha), I was searching for my soul
But one can't control themselves (Well yeah that's true...)
Dear diary
During the day I concentrated on inhaling
And during the evening to be quiet (shhh)
I'm waiting for every difficult morning
Every single night and keep count of them (Great)
 
And you're the one who decides
What is wrong and what is right? (Well I wouldn't exactly phrase it that way...)
Being stubborn,
When the mouth says scurrilous shit
Yackety-yack
This is an inquisition
Interest sponsors my own promo video
A big rabbit, Donnie Darko
Egg cartons are filling my walls
Guests who know less say
'What a nice home studio'
 
No, the heaven is falling
I won't clean or do the dishes anymore
It's futile
The recorder knocks, horrible laughter on the cord
I repent, I can't keep my mouth shut
I'm waiting on the doormat, next to the mail slot
That could they finally visit
Between the shades I'm lurking completely alone
That who is the one following me outside on the shade of the eaves
 
Psycho, psy-psycho-cho
What a pity, alas, how much we have to cope with
Woe, if you just could by any means keep it at the minimum
Psycho
 
Psycho, psycho, psy-psycho-cho
What a pity, alas, how much we have to cope with
Woe, if you just could by any means keep it at the minimum
Psycho
 
Pain is just a sensation
Ambulance is just a ride
I can feel myself safe
Until I notice that my home is closed, oops
Scapegoat of the school social worker
The sick mind is the one blocking the toilets
And not any ignorant kid
They don't tend to
They're the ones who raised you too
 
I'm sorry for existing
I am not sick, not even when having cholera
I am listening to my neighbours like I would be working at Sonera 1
A pizza guy on your door: 'Hello, here's the pizza'
Don't open
Treatment plan meeting, room 10
Ten people, ten times
The feelings aren't going to die
Even when each time comparing to the previous one
 
The only pulse is impulse
Went two-folded
I have the power to turn the waters to wines
I wriggled on the cross, give me a kibbutz
On the mirror, I see Pertti Pasanen, Petri Gerdt and the Number of the Beast
Six Six Sicko
I am more than healthy
But I'm still spending my weekends here
 
Psycho, psy-psycho-cho
What a pity, alas, how much we have to cope with
Woe, if you just could by any means keep it at the minimum
Psycho
 
Psycho, psycho, psy-psycho-cho
What a pity, alas, how much we have to cope with
Woe, if you just could by any means keep it at the minimum
Psycho
 
Psycho
 

• 1. Sonera is a former Finnish telecommunications company which has now merged with the Swedish company Telia