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Vodka-Fox

Give me the vodka , Anushka
And then leave me be
Vodka is nice to me
But you are so mean
 
Give me the vodka , Anushka
And be good to me again
Because when you are not good to me
I become even angrier
 
I spend the whole week curing
Ham again and again
And now I would like to drink another time
Just a tiny , little glass
 
You should really be ashamed of yourself
For taking the vodka away from me
Do you have no heart at all?
 
Give me the vodka , Anushka
And then leave me be
Vodka is nice to me
But you are so mean
 
Give me the vodka , Anushka
And finally be smart
Otherwise i will go to Igor
He has a lot of it
 

Breathing

I might be lost,
but I perfectly know where I am.
I am in the crowd again
alone once again.
 
I am talking to you,
but you are not here,
you left me alone,
because my stupidity is for two.
 
Ask me how am I,
watch my stories,
I know everyone keep talking about me,
 
everyone knows me,
who loves me.
I think about you, but taking off the clothes of another.
 
I drank all my tears,
I am switching to vodka now.
I said, I am yours, however I became everyone' street cat.
 
I often wake up
around six
And find myself at your address
 
I ring the bell,
then I begin to run.
It's time to go back to sleep *(dream).
 
Whatever I touch I break it.
I started with myself.
Now I look like a zebra
from all the scars.
 
(Maybe the problem is in me.
Maybe I am insane.
But I am just learning to breath again...
To breath without you.)
 
I put on all these carats,
I gave up my body to strangers.
I was with women that I dreamed
to say I f****d with.
 
But all this just made me lose myself
You are like a coffee (caffein) - you keep me awake
Where I keep being inlove with you.
 
I drink too much,
at night I am never there
if I was a female,
I wouldn't be a lady.
 
Guilt hangs over me like a crucifix
My curse now is to be alone in the crowd
 
(Maybe the problems is in me,
Maybe I am insane.
But I am just learning to breathe again...
to breathe without you.)
 
20 carat gold on a ring,
ever since I am named after a German,
I lead the world thinking I am cool,
just so they don't see I am actually a loser.
 
And when I take a breath I let myself believe that maybe I feel you,
maybe I taste you,
I allowed myself to lose you,
but I don't allow myself to let you go.
 
12 empty bottles on the table
I fall asleep at the terrace once again
I look at myself in the mirror and I think
When did you lose your class?
 
Hanging over a toilet I am praying to you,
but If I was you I wouldn't have answered either.
 
(Maybe the problems is in me,
Maybe I am insane.
But I am just learning to breathe again...
to breathe without you.)
 

The tangomaniac

She was the daughter of the daughter of the daughter of the daughter of the daughter of
Someone very famous
 
She wasn't the duaghter of the vegetable seller
She wasn't the daughter of guys like you and me
She wasn't the daughter of good money
Even if maybe her great-grandson sweated
 
They called her the tangomaniac
'I go from milonga to milonga', she said
And when she took classes
She went from tutor to tutor
She was the daughter of...
 
She came from a fine family
From the fifth generation
She came from a good family
Of those you read about in the newspaper La Nación
She was the daughter of someone influential
 
I'm not a good boy
I'm more of a bad boy
But if you want it so much
I can be your glam boy
 
Hey, tangomaniac, tangomaniac
How much more do you want to spend?
Tangomaniac, tangomaniac
Buy us another round!
 
She was the daughter of...
 

I Miss the Time with You

oh, I miss the time
oh, I miss the time
oh, I miss the time with you
 
You weren't with me long enough
I ask myself where I should go
I don't know, I simply stay put
I don't want to idealize
We will stand on all fours
Despite our living situation
There was hardly stress, who has that (stress) anyway?
 
oh, I miss the time
oh, I miss the time
oh, I miss the time with you
 
did you know, when we were in Holland
on the sea in the wind and absolutely not warm
actually I really didn't want to go at all
of course your joy gave it meaning
it was steady the whole time
you were happy, i was ready
to change the world, starting with me
but we didn't discuss much
 
oh, I miss the time
oh, I miss the time
oh, I miss the time with you
 
then you were sad, I was too dumb
to notice it right away, something was wrong
maybe you dreamed of more for yourself?
I have dreamed, I have only cried
 
oh, I miss the time
oh, I miss the time
oh, I miss the time with you
 

Khaberni Keef

The world is a storyteller
(Alternate translation: the world is punishing)
The world is stories, and we went on
Living in peace
And if we’re in a dream, we don’t speak [of it]
Our love is strange
Our love is strange and we forget
Lost in words
And if there were words, we wouldn’t speak
(Alternate translation: if there was something to say, we wouldn’t speak)
 
The dream is merciful
And our imagination, more beautiful
And here it ends
Our conversation, all of it
The dream is merciful
And our imagination, more beautiful
And here it ends
Our conversation, all of it
 
Tell me how you want me, want me to dream
Tell me how you want me, want me to dream
Tell me how you want me, want me to dream
Tell me how
Tell me
 
We saw a crow
We saw a crow and were hypnotized
We heard voices
They always spoke within us
Our love is simple
And can’t satisfy us
The dream is lost
[That one] that made us lose ourselves
 
The dream is wasting
Our imagination, more wasted
And here it ends
Our conversation, everything
The dream is wasted
Our imagination, more wasted
And here it ends
Our conversation, all of it
 
Tell me how you want me, want me to dream...
...Tell me
 
Direct me how
Do you want me to try to lose myself?
Direct me clearly
Maybe tomorrow I’ll recover, I’ll make it
I hide my flaws, I lie about my name, I erase everything else
I change my color, I change my hair, I change my faith
 
How do you draw me?
Make me understand (how)
Inspire me (how)
Humor me a little (how)
Tell me how
Tell me
 
Tell me how you want me, want me to dream...
...Tell me
 
Tell me how you want me, want me to dream...
...Tell me
 

To my emotions

Versions: #1
I'm one of the people of this city. I move in the crowd with plaintive steps. Against me walks only some random faces.
I won't recognise you from them, my dearest.
I searched you from everywhere
 
Chorus:
To my emotions, I travel to my innermost.
Yes and so I peek behind the curtain.
To my emotions, I turn the rocks on their sides.
I won't just stand still anymore, I'm going to go ahead.
 
I stand on a bridge, the water reflects a mirror image of a city which dresses in the night.
Choices and feelings
Questions asked by the people. What I want from life, I don't know yet.
I'm going to experience it.
 
Chorus
 
I'm going to go ahead (x3)
 
Chorus (x3)
 
I'm going to go ahead
I'm going to go ahead
Yes I will go
I'm going to go ahead
 

Everything You Are To Me

Running through my mind
My thoughts so clear
Sun-gilded moments
Of our youth
When we had so much energy
And love for everything
And the day you said
You'd chosen me
 
The beginning of a life
Two become one
You made your home
So cozy and so warm
And the children came
Such a happy time
With the laughter of little ones
In the yard and the hillside
 
Dear, come sit with me
And dream with me here
A time now so far away
Remember fondly
When I first met you
So thankful for everything you are to me
 
We laid down then
And grew up together
The dearest by your side
In the evening they laid by their grandma
In comfort and joy
They came to you
 
Dear, come sit with me
And dream with me here
A time now so far away
Remember fondly
When I first met you
So thankful
for everything you are to me
 
Now we're sat together with such peaceful memories
We no longer run
About the yard and the hillside
Now we enjoy every day as it comes
God blessed the day that I first saw you
 
Dear, come sit with me
And dream with me here
A time now so far away
Remember fondly
When I first met you
So thankful for
everything you are to me
 
Dear, come sit with me
And dream with me here
A time now so far away
Remember fondly
When I first met you
So thankful for
everything you are to me
 
So thankful for
everything you are to me
 

You Have the Loveliest Pearls

You have the loveliest pearls
And all that you could want
You have the sweetest eyes
Is there anything more you’d wish for?
 
About your sweet eyes
I’ve written countless times
A thousand eternal songs
My dear, what more do you wish?
 
And with your sweet eyes
You’ve bound me to you in love
With them you broke my heart
Is there more you would ask of me?
 
About your sweet eyes
I’ve written countless times
A thousand eternal songs
My dear, what more do you wish?
 
And with your sweet eyes
You’ve bound me to you in love
With them you broke my heart
Is there more you would ask of me?
 

Autumn Song

The way home was very long
and I've met no one
Now my evenings are chilly and late
Come and console me for a bit
because I'm quite tired
and I'm suddenly so terribly lonesome
I've never noticed before
that the darkness was so vast
I walk and think of all the things one should
There are so many things
I should have said and done
but only very few things I did
 
Hurry up, darling
Hurry up and love
Days are getting darker by the minute
Light our candles
It is almost night
Soon the blossoming summer will be over
 
I am searching for something
that we may have forgotten,
something that you could help me find
A summer goes by
It is always just as short
It is the dream about what one could have won
Maybe you'll come by some time
before dusk turns blue
Before the meadows are dry and empty
Maybe we will find each other
Maybe we will find
some way for everything to blossom
 
Hurry up, darling
Hurry up and love
Days are getting darker by the minute
Light our candles
It is almost night
Soon the blossoming summer will be over
 
Now a storm rages outside
and closes summer's doors
It is too late to wonder and search
Maybe I love less
than I used to before
But more than you'll ever know
Now we see all beacons
along autumn's long coast
and hear the lost waves wander
Only one thing is important,
the yearning of one's heart
and to get to be together
 
Hurry up, darling
Hurry up and love
Days are getting darker by the minute
Light our candles
It is almost night
Soon the blossoming summer will be over
 

In Other Words

Give me the sun
Make all the flowers bloom
Show me the sky
The whole universe and its splendors
In other words, take my hand
In other words, come to my arms
 
She has no name
The most beautiful of symphonies
When a thousand violins
Arrive to play for me at night
In other words, it’s mine
When you tell me ‘I love you’
 
Give me the sun
Make all the flowers bloom
 
Show me the sky
The whole universe and its splendors
In other words, take my hand
In other words, come to my arms
 
She has no name
The most beautiful of symphonies
When a thousand violins
Arrive to play for me at night
In other words, it’s mine
When you tell me ‘I love you’
 

Theme of mission outer space

Mission outer space,
If you take off, you'll go to outer space. Excite!
 
Mission outer space,
My heart sparkles, let's go. Excite!
 
Satisfaction, gorilla gorilla gorilla.
Burning action, gorilla gorilla gorilla.
Srungle.
 
Mission outer space.
Satisfaction gorilla Srungle.
 
Mission outer space
Go through the distant outer space. Dog fight!
 
Mission outer space
My heart sparkles, let's go. Dog fight!
 
Effectuation, gorilla gorilla gorilla.
Boiling passion, gorilla gorilla gorilla.
Srungle.
 
Mission outer space.
Effectuation gorilla. Srungle.
 

Fuck Off You Stink

I walk the streets and I get hot and hotter
for all those sexy guys I see there
Hey buddy, let me see what you've got
Don't get angry when I touch your heinie
 
The night is still young, come to my place
and let's have one more romp
I've got lots of time, come to my place
and I'll treat you very kindly
 
Suddenly the light goes on
there's a fat guy standing in front of me
with grease in his hair
and a self-complacent look in his eyes
 
Fuck off you stink, fuck off you stink!
You better take care for a good performance with your old lady!
Fuck off you stink, fuck off you stink!
You better take care for a good performance with your old lady!
 
[repeats]
 

the Honda

Hey girl, he says, let's load the trunk
for a ride hasta manana
No she says, i hate you
and your rusty old Katana
well, he says, I'll take you out
let's go have some Suflaki
And then we'll go crash at my Mom's
smoke Shisha, drink some Raki
 
'Please stop' she says you're wasting time
my weekend trip lies yonder
Cause now I date Eugene,
and he drives a brandnew Honda
 
she's standing by the interstate
her tank-top looks so classy
blonde hair, big boobs and make-up on
try'n-a get to Tallahassee
a fat young man pulls over
wiggling out of his sedan
Say do you need a ride
I'll help you any way I can..
 
She yawns, that' cute, but you're a worm,
and I need an anaconda
I'm waiting for my pimp
to pick me up in his new Honda
 
(REF)
all the ladies lose their shit,
when he's cruising in his Honda
all the ladies flash their tits
when he's rolling in his Honda
with a center intake on the hood
and rims that sparkle green
that is really quite a Honda
like no-one has ever seen
 
the boy just finished college
top of class 'summa cum laude'
his daddy buys him right away
a decent brandnew audi
but at the great reveal, the boy
he says to his old man
this beat-up german hand-me-down
i'd rather drive a second hand
 
you'll put 'er right on craigslist
as a miles-per-gallon wonder
and from that cash you'll get me
A pimped-out shiny honda
 
the daughter brings her negro home
the mother looks enchanted
and dad likes the physique,
although his manners, he lamented
as he looks out the window
while eating fries with egg
his nostrils catch the smell of weed
from a big red cadillac
 
that's when he finally flips
'say do you think i'm a meshigger?'
the last thing that my daughter needs
is bang a goddamn nigger..
 
(REF 2)
all the ladies lose their shit,
when he's cruising in his Honda
all the ladies flash their tits
when he's rolling in his Honda
with a center intake on the hood
and his dolled up ghetto queen
that is really quite a Honda
like no-one has ever seen
 
well, well, who could have guessed
that we would get precipitation
well probably not him
and now we have a situation
its friday ev'ning 5 PM,
and traffick did skyrocket
he's stuck in the commuter lane
and the sunroof he can't lock it
 
umbrella's still in the garage
and now he's soaked, o wonder
You shoulda think of that
when you go rolling in a honda
 
now look, there, by the roadside
what a sight to see
an almost brand-new honda
that just crashed against a tree
the airbags are inflated
the luggage got propelled
the tires were out of rubber
but he didn't catch the smell
 
i think he caught a cold
wrapped in a scarf from his aunt Rhonda
and all the girls are taking pictures
as he crawls from under his Honda
 
(REF 3)
all the girls are taking pictures
when he's cruising in his honda
all the girls are wooting wildly
when he's rolling in his honda
a V8 with center intake
the exhaust roars so serene
that is really quite a Honda
like no-one has ever seen
 
all the girls can't help but laughing
when he's rolling in his Honda
all the girls can' help but laughing
when he's rolling in his Honda
with the mashed up center intake
and rims that lost the green
that is really quite a Honda
that need not to be seen
 

The bad song

What's with the snow inside my thoughts,
despite being in midst of summer ?
Why do I have these shadows on my steps ?
The bad song will explain this to you.
 
Within my music, the whites and the blacks
responded singing about hope.
But harmony isn't always the means to life.
Sweet dreaming is no longer permitted.
The bad song taught me that.
 
The bad song
has come so as to give me its la scale.
The bad song
takes you away when we don't wait.
 
Having fear for my dreams or even for black,
I no longer want to sing so as not to see anything.
I open the eyes which are too tight for me.
I'll sell some air once more.
 
The bad song
takes you away when we don't wait.
 
The earth is round, like an apple.
But there is flora, but there are people.
And, if it's not that late already,
we should repair the damage done.
The bad song will tell you that.
 
The bad song
has come so as to give me its la scale.
The bad song
takes you away when we don't wait.
 

Un cântec e o scrisoare

Vezi? Cântecul e o scrisoare
Pe care-o scriem doar pentru noi, apoi o aruncăm.
Ea nu mai vede cutia poștală,
Și totuși...
 
Avem curajul să spunem ”Te iubesc!”,
Căci e un altul pe scenă
Care vine să strige fără teamă
De proiectoare.
 
Un cântec e o scrisoare
Pe care-o scriem în minte.
Un cântec e o scrisoare
Pe care n-o expediem,
Pe care n-o expediem niciodată.
 
Iubirile sunt acolo mereu perfecte,
Nu ne temem niciodată că ne facem de râs
Când inima e gata să se supună
Altei inimi.
 
E mai ușor să spui ”Te iubesc!”
În versuri alexandrine*.
Iubirea nu-i deloc pe scenă
Ca în viața reală.
 
Un cântec e o scrisoare
Pe care-o scriem în minte.
Un cântec e o scrisoare
Pe care n-o va lua nicicând poștașul.
 
”Să plecăm amândoi pe acea corabie”,
Iată ceva ce nu pot spune.
Gâtlejul mi se strânge și se frânge
La ideea
Că-ntr-o zi va trebui să-ți scriu
Acele cuvinte plantate acolo, pe celălalt țărm.
E o greșeală să-ți trimit o misivă,
Deci cânt.
 
Un cântec e o scrisoare
Pe care-o scriem în minte.
Un cântec e o scrisoare
Pe care n-o va lua nicicând poștașul.
 
Un cântec e o scrisoare
Pe care-o scriem în minte.
Un cântec e o scrisoare
Care stă în tine,
Care se mototolește și moare.
 

Cântecul Larei

Într-o zi Lara
Când vântul s-a schimbat
Într-o zi Lara
Iubitul tău te-a părăsit.
Ochii tăi Lara
Revăd mereu acest tren
Acest ultim tren
Plecând spre supărare.
 
Cerul era acoperit de zăpadă
În depărtare orizontul deja ardea
 
Acest cântec
Pe care-l cântau soldaţii
Era atât de bine
Strâns în braţele tale.
 
Gata de plâns
Tu zâmbeai Lara
Uitând ora
Războiul, frica, frigul.
 
Cerul era acoperit de zăpadă
În depărtare deja tunul bubuia.
 
Într-o zi Lara
Când vântul se va întoarce
Într-o zi Lara
Va fi ca înainte
 

Song

The first gave me a necklace,
a pearl necklace worth a city,
with palaces and temples,
and treasures and slaves.
 
The second wrote verses for me.
He said that my hair is black
like the night on the sea
and my blue eyes like the morning.
 
The third was so handsome that his mother
did not kiss him without blushing.
He put his hands on my lap,
and his lips on my bare foot.
 
You, you have not told me anything.
You've given me nothing, because you are poor.
And you are not handsome, but it is you that I love.
 

Spring IV

Now is the time that makes colourful flowers spring up
round the green sides of the ponds