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You and I

If you want to talk about love,
Call me and tell me what you think.
And since we left each other,
I'm worried about you.
That's the way it is.
 
Chorus:
Let's remember our best days together
How we danced together
And stood under the moon.
Let's remember our warm days
When we were together
You and I.
 
It's been a year since we left each other, time flies.
I love you anyway and I'm waiting for you.
And you play with me and laugh at me
If you love me, then come back.
 
Chorus.
 
Only because of you
My heart hurts so much
My love,
I’m longing so much for you
 
Chorus.
 

A cigarette

if the world falls apart,
if I leave the girl,
if the past returns
İ don't care
if I had a cigarette!
 
don't tell me the news
I run away from the news
Don't give me sadness
I fly to sadness
I run away from myself
I'm not interested in what's on face
The main things are inside iinner is inside
one hundred percent I swear it's true
 
if the world falls apart,
if I leave the girl,
if the past returns
İ don't care
if I had a cigarette!
 
Hey the mortal-mortal world
war
These days, dumb people give interviews
This life is strange
My eyes are not for attention
My words are not for lesson
My songs are for hearts,
for missing reasons in my universe
 
if the world falls apart,
if I leave the girl,
if the past returns
İ don't care
if I had a cigarette!
 

Iris, don't go!

Everything is done
outside, the night
is breaking in the window and
clouds are going shrouded by the winds....
It's raining so sad
as in a secret dream
that I'm always calling
Of all that was,
only your face remained...
 
Maybe it's only my fault,
but I couldn't know that I'm gonna have it!
Separation is harder and harder...
 
The road is lonely
and I can't know anymore
what frontier you're heading to
Nights and nights
I wandered like a drifter...
 
Maybe it's only my fault,
but I couldn't know that I'm gonna have it!
 
Chorus:
 
Iris, Iris, my star
you'll come from somewhere
You're gonna come back
at least for a night
Iris, you're not gonna leave anymore!...
 
Maybe it's only my fault,
but I couldn't know that I'm gonna have it!
 
Chorus...
 

Vorbe de foc

Când spunem „Te iubesc”, vedem
Noaptea alungată departe de tine
Pentru a-ți dezvălui prezența.
 
Flăcări, cuvintele de dragoste sunt flăcări
Care izvorăsc din sufletele noastre,
Inimi de foc, izvor de viață.
 
Flăcări sunt cuvintele care îmbrățișează îndrăgostiții,
Foc care ne arde, dar ne face fericiți.
Ele fac să crească flori în tristele pustiuri,
Ele vânează iarna,
Aducând primăveri în inimile noastre.
 
Flăcările dragostei,
Care ne marchează toată viața,
Fă-le să rămână mai mult decât o zi care fuge.
În noaptea singurătății, fără ieșire
Ele sunt o torță pentru cei care s-au rătăcit.
 
Când spunem „te iubesc”, vedem
Lumina care, copil al bucuriilor,
E zâmbetul cuvintelor înflăcărate,
Foc pentru făclia iubirii,
Care vânează umbrele zilelor
Ce desparte îndrăgostiții.
 
Flăcări sunt cuvintele care îmbrățișează îndrăgostiții,
Foc care ne arde, dar ne face fericiți.
Ele fac să crească flori în tristele pustiuri,
Ele vânează iarna,
Aducând primăveri în inimile noastre.
 
Flăcările dragostei,
Care ne marchează toată viața,
Fă-le să rămână mai mult decât o zi care fuge.
În noaptea singurătății, fără ieșire
Ele sunt o torță pentru cei care s-au rătăcit.
 
În inimile noastre
Flăcări sunt cuvintele care îmbrățișează îndrăgostiții,
Foc care ne arde, dar ne face fericiți.
Ele fac să crească flori în tristele pustiuri,
Ele vânează iarna,
Aducând primăveri în inimile noastre.
 
Flăcările dragostei,
Care ne marchează toată viața,
Fă-le să rămână mai mult decât o zi care fuge.
În noaptea singurătății, fără ieșire
Ele sunt o torță pentru cei care s-au rătăcit.
 
În inimile noastre
Flăcări sunt cuvintele care îmbrățișează îndrăgostiții,
Foc care ne arde, dar ne face fericiți.
Ele fac să crească flori în tristele pustiuri,
Ele vânează iarna,
Aducând primăveri în inimile noastre.
 

Future

Do tell, when shall I perish? (may that day be so very distant!)
too arrogant and thus disdainful, yet prodigal and turbulent in,
thus, the alive unconsciousness forever insatiable,
he was just a flame in the cool wind…
 
He went, so sensuous, weary, through islands of his America,
in pine woods, there, of Honduras, his breath was what he had strengthened,
his Mexican, true homeland bestowed him his great rebellion,
his liberty, his pure strength…. and he was just a flame in the cool wind.
 
He'd go to reach the bright stars from chasms so quite unsounded

Glances That Mirror the Ocean

Burn all the pictures we own
I don't want to see who we were
Before we knew what was
Waiting for us
 
Just give me a boat
And an infinite ocean
And promise me that you won't
Ask me why
I'm leaving
 
Smiles that don't hide any
Glances that still don't know
That don't mirror the ocean
 
Smiles that don't hide any
Glances that still don't know
That don't mirror the ocean
Far away somewhere
 
Forget our history
Just burn my heart, burn
Once you have looked towards the sea
You can never fully look away again
 

One hundred years

Still our tongue's1on the road
Still our spirit's on a roll
Rocky paths and roads
Unbroken fires and waters
Steel necks and necklaces
 
Ref:
For one hundred years
storms have ravaged the land
but it still lasts
For one hundred years
the land has restored itself
to rise again
 
The earth turns gold with fire
Limestone's our woods again
Rocky paths and roads
Unbroken fires and waters
Steel necks and necklaces
 
Ref:
For one hundred years
storms have ravaged the land
but it still lasts
For one hundred years
the land has restored itself
to rise again
 
When clouds are gloomy
The sky is blue
When damp edge of the field is black
will you stay for a while
or wait for a white ship
that takes you away?
 
For one hundred years
storms have ravaged
For one hundred years
it has restored itself
 
Ref:
For one hundred years
the land has restored itself
but it still lasts
For one hundred years
the land has restored itself
to rise again
 
For one hundred years
the land has restored itself
to rise again
 
For one hundred years
the land has restored itself
to rise again
 

• 1. 'keel' means 'tongue' and 'language,' and I chose 'tongue' to match the melody.

The One Horned Cow

The cow, the cow the one horned cow
The cow the cow the old horned sheep
The cow, the cow the one horned cow
The red speckled cow I know not where to find her
 
My sheep was reared down by the seaside
By Dermot O Dillain from Barra na heena
Twas a son of my father’s brother that put her over the cliff
For the blaggard was short of tobacco
 
I’d rather than a shilling to see my sheep
Coming to my door by morning or night
She would give me milk she would rear me a lamb
She would put a lovely wee jacket on my shoulder
 
I saw her cooked I saw her shared
I wanted a taste but not a morsel would I get
Oh she was nice Oh she was lively
Oh she was nice the old horned sheep
 
If I had inheritance and wealth and honour
I would give a guinea for a few slices
Oh she was nice! Oh she was lively!
Oh she was nice the old horned sheep
 

Desire

the days that are passing by, although every second of them is in remembrance of you
desire cries out again wishing these days were spent with you
 

I don't say

I don't say in this world,be
warm, radiant and life- giving
like the Sun.
 
Be clean and clear
like the rain
and pearl
as much as you can
 

The wineglass of the sea

The wineglass of the sea is filled with the kisswine of the sun
The jungle of night washes itself in the rain
until dawn,
Fantastic!
We are as intoxicated by this wine sellar as our eyes can
confine
This feeling in mine
We love
So we are!
 

The sun of your face

I start my day with the sun of your face, which has risen from the place of imagination
With you,
I am writing and reading

Tomorrow

Versions: #1
I see the mud in the people, the smile in all of us
Bugged softwares, robot carcasses
 
I sing about the change, I'm looking for the update
That can separate the fear and the hate
 
And part of the problem: no one's brighter
You point your finger, tap it on your cheek
 
Do you stay down when you fall? In excuses you bathe?
Don't put off till tomorrow what you can do today!
 
Life's fun, I'm not complaining
But every day is another railroad-switch
 
And our choices keep me awake
That's why tomorrow doesn't give me any rest
 
Where we came from and where we arrived
I haven't managed to find an answer
 
No matter how much I've hoarded, it's not enough
Our purpose's hidden to me
 
Chorus:
 
Mirrors that tell stories like a painting
Whisper that tomorrow might be worse
You've built walls around you
 
From the biped walk to the first walk on the moon
We made smalls steps, we fell behind
 
We made fast steps, broke away from the flock
And steps behind that break our hope
 
We're taking huge steps for mankind
But way too small for humanity
 
The progress looks great on paper
When you measure tech accomplishments
 
I'm talking with people around the globe
But I don't greet my neighbors
 
I'm lucky to have wings, I don't fly at all
There're so many egos to keep me in place.
 
Where we came from and where we arrived
I haven't managed to find an answer
 
No matter how much I've hoarded, it's not enough
Our purpose's hidden to me
 
Chorus:
 
Mirrors that tell stories like a painting
Whisper that tomorrow might be worse
You've built walls around you
 
To understand life, we've rewritten the genome
But haven't managed to understand man
 
That's why out in society
It's full of armies of depressed primates
 
Yesterday's monkey is a dog today
In the iron jungle, it fights for bread
 
When we forge coins
We build ourselves spaceships, want a different planet
 
`Cause we`ve traded the green trees for gray flat units
And the blue sky for red cars
 
And we stole the children's stars
From cities and suburbs
 
Where we came from and where we arrived
I haven't managed to find an answer
 
No matter how much I've hoarded, it's not enough
Our purpose's hidden to me
 
Chorus:
 
Mirrors that tell stories like a painting
Whisper that tomorrow might be worse
You've built walls around you
 

The greenest spring

The greenest spring
be dedicated to you
 
The euphonic sound of nightingale
be dedicated to you
They say the growth of love is just a moment
 
That moment, a thousand times
be dedicated to you
 

Wisdom and love

The day that wisdom and love played
 
They invaded On the road of illusions
 
A moment between a scene of laughter and tears
That were two roles, that your eyes, played!
 

Kindness

Your smile like a most loyal partner
The most alert and awake mirror
You talked about love and it rained
 
Your breath garden is always the most profitable!
 

At Night - Slowly

You, give me comfort
I suffer when I don't have him next
to him I want to be always with him
Two hearts never to be separated
You night, don't do it anymore:
Lose yourself in my dreams!
I look for the light
And I run out of you
To find the hand that
Living will make me,
Living will make me,
Or maybe die, I don't know!
~ ~
You, give me comfort
I suffer when I am not beside you I
dream of always being with you
My heart, this is you for me,
Here far from the world
(Now we are) just the two of us
(Now we are) just me and you
I close my eyes and see
your breath, your face
Clinging to me with all your soul
I look for the light
And I run out for you
To find the hand that
Living will make me,
Living will make me,
Or maybe die, I don't know!
I won't open my eyes anymore,
If only in the dream I can have you back
Here, close to me
Night, no, don't wake me anymore,
If he's not there
 

Răsari

Răsari,oh soare strălucitor
Devreme, Devreme într-o dimineață de duminică
Peste curtea unei fecioare
Ca să vezi tu soare cum o copilă este despărțită de mama și tatăl ei
De curtea tatălui ei spațioasă
Oh, tânără fecioară și verde ca un boboc
Nu vei mai rataci
In curtea spațioasă a tatălui tău
 

Strawberries, cherries and honey

Sheets of paper I will no longer find.
Things I have never said.
And within those things, you are.
I write and write but I can't hold you.
 
Strawberries, cherries and honey.
Wherever we go, the sun reigns.
I only need a bit of love
to soothe my pain.
 
Grab everything you have and take it all to my house.
I'd like to tell you from tomorrow on that my life is also yours.
While I remain still, sure of what you are,
don't let me for an instant, synchronise your heartbeat.
 
Early rising primroses.
Dust made of stars and feathers.
Sweet glazed tears.
So many burnt pages.
 
Sooner or later I'll be far away.
What I do, hides me.
But I've written on my skin
that love always wins.
 
Grab everything you have and take it all to my house.
I'd like to tell you from tomorrow on that my life is also yours.
While I remain still, sure of what you are, of who you are... you are!
 
Grab everything you have and take it all to my house.
I'd like to tell you from tomorrow on that my life is also yours.
While I remain still, sure of what you are,
don't let me for an instant, synchronise your heartbeat and you'll have me.
 

Pub song

refr.1~
Begging won't help but heckling is banned
Hajnananajdanajdanajdanajdaj1
 
~refr.2~ (x2)
Begging won't help but heckling is banned
Hajnananananananananajnaj
I'll tear your hair out
Don't play me for a fool!
 
Begging won't help but heckling is banned
Hajnananananananananajnaj
 
You came in with a chip on your shoulder
So my knee happened to bump into you
I gave you one from the right and one from the left
You got introduced to the wall
I'll serve you one with the back of my hand
You'll receive money from your health insurance company
I'll kick you in the belly with both of my legs at the same time
Your local doctor will refuse to take your case
 
~refr.1~
~refr.2~(x2)
Begging won't help but heckling is banned
Hajnananananananananajnaj
 
I'm throwing a haymaker
You won't even find the doorbell
I'll hit you on the head with a bottle
And I'll give you a clout on the way down2
I’ll perform a roundhouse kick on you
It's time for the headstone makers to come
I’m dishing out at least a hundred punches
Why did my mother gave birth to a Hercules?3
 
I'll tear your hair out
Don't play me for a fool!
Begging won't help but heckling is banned
Hajnananananananananajnaj (x2)
 

• 1. This doesn't mean anything per se but this type of singing might happen when someone feels the need (due to elation or inebriation) to sing along with the melody, even during those sections of a song which contain no lyrics.
• 2. Another possible translation:
  'And I throw back a shot of peach pálinka (a Hungarian fruit brandy) after'.
• 3. The Roman equivalent of the Greek divine hero Heracles, son of Jupiter and the mortal Alcmene.
  

One Night Stand king

Wait up! Come on, wait! Let's dance Bucharest Parade!1
 
Hello, howdy, check this out, so what's the situation?
What's up baby, if you dig me, you can have me tonight, you little scrub!2
Hello, he-ello! Sick3tattoo, it's the temporary type. Check it out!
It's no wonder all the broads are staring at it!
 
Refrain:
I'm the One Night Stand king, One Night Stand king, One Night Stand king
Get out of here, don't give me that shit!
I'm the star here, no matter how painful that is for you!
The One Night Stand king, One Night Stand king, One Night Stand king is here again!
Take a number baby, stop yapping!
Take a number and wait for your turn!
 
Hello, are you on foot? Come on! Here are the keys to it, banging music
Neon spoilers, it's a grand machine, the new Dacia4
Hello, he-ello, body building, muscle shirt, shades5
My bling is not fake, it's real Chinese Versace6
 
Refrain.:
I'm the...
 
(Hey, wait up!)
You want a Coke?
(Ah, wait, wait!)
So, you want me to take a picture of you?
(Hey, wait up, come on, wait!)
What do you mean?
(Hey, wait!)
It's a cellphone with a camera...7so, you want a drink?
(Come on, wait!)
You want a whiskey?!
(Come on, wait! Hey!)
Are you dumb?8
(Come on, wait! Hey!)
It'll be two beers!
 
Refr.:2x
 

• 1. Bucharest is the capital of Romania.
  This is a pun on the Budapest Parade (Budapest is the capital of Hungary), which was a march through the streets of Budapest with crowds of people and slowly rolling trucks providing music.
  
• 2. In the sense of:
  'a person of insignificant size or standing'
  
• 3. In the sense of:
  'slang: outstandingly or amazingly good or impressive tattoo'
  
• 4. 'Automobile Dacia, commonly known as Dacia, is a Romanian car manufacture.'
  
• 5. Sunglasses.
• 6. An Italian luxury fashion company.
  
• 7. Cellphones with cameras in 2003 were not as ubiquitous as today.
• 8. He means that whiskey would be expensive, so he opts for buying her a beer.

Über-trash

Pá-pá-himi-humi-ding-dong1
Pá-pá-himi-humi-ding-dong
Pá-pá-himi-humi-ding-dong
But I'm still not biting2
Pá-pá-himi-humi-ding-dong
Pá-pá-himi-humi-ding-dong
Pá-pá-himi-humi-ding-dong
But I'm still not biting
 
Here comes the über-trash3, the pituitary gland has stopped4
We need it like freshly picked, sugar powdered dog poo
We're being fed with the über-trash, we're getting used to the long tit5
I wish his6father would have used a condom
Oh, yeah
 
The trash is coming, here's the trash, the über-trash
The trash is coming, here's the trash, the über-trash
 
The Vugyi-vugyi will still do
The yodeling craze will still do
Everybody is neck deep in trash
We'll still get lots of gummy-sucking7
We'll still get lots of Holly-Dolly8
You'll see, you'll miss what we get today
 
Here comes the über-trash3, the pituitary gland has stopped4
We need it like freshly picked, sugar powdered dog poo
We're being fed with the über-trash, we're getting used to the long tit5
I wish his6father would have used a condom
Oh, yeah
 
Pá-pá-himi-humi-ding-dong1
Pá-pá-himi-humi-ding-dong
Pá-pá-himi-humi-ding-dong
But I'm still not biting2
Pá-pá-himi-humi-ding-dong
Pá-pá-himi-humi-ding-dong
Pá-pá-himi-humi-ding-dong
But I'm still not biting
 
The trash is coming, here's the trash, the über-trash
The trash is coming, here's the trash, the über-trash
 
So, who is this dumb retard, I've been enduring this for a week now
Holy Mary! Even Pákó pop9is better than this!
We had Jovi-jovi here10himi-humi, fisi-fosi11or something
Just stop it already otherwise your nose will hurt!12
Here comes the über-trash3, the pituitary gland has stopped4
We need it like freshly picked, sugar powdered dog poo
We're being fed with the über-trash, we're getting used to the long tit5
I wish his6father would have used a condom
Oh, yeah
 
Pá-pá-himi-humi-ding-dong1
Pá-pá-himi-humi-ding-dong
Pá-pá-himi-humi-ding-dong
But I'm still not biting2
Pá-pá-himi-humi-ding-dong
Pá-pá-himi-humi-ding-dong
Pá-pá-himi-humi-ding-dong
But I'm still not biting
 
Here comes the über-trash3, the pituitary gland has stopped4
We need it like freshly picked, sugar powdered dog poo
We're being fed with the über-trash, we're getting used to the long tit5
I wish his6father would have used a condom
Oh, yeah
 
Pá-pá-himi-humi-ding-dong1
Pá-pá-himi-humi-ding-dong
Pá-pá-himi-humi-ding-dong
But I'm still not biting2
Pá-pá-himi-humi-ding-dong
Pá-pá-himi-humi-ding-dong
Pá-pá-himi-humi-ding-dong
But I'm still not biting
 
The trash is coming, here's the trash, the über-trash
The trash is coming, here's the trash, the über-trash
 

• This part doesn't mean anything, it's just singing gibberish to the rhythm of the music.
• Meaning that despite the advertising, they can't be suckered into liking some of the popular music, that they perceive to be phony and empty.
• -
• This implies that what he's referring to is so dumb that it makes your brain stop or that you don't need to use your brain to consume it.
• I think this might mean sucking a penis.
• Or 'her'. The 3rd person pronoun isn't gender specific in Hungarian.
• 7. This is a reference to the 'I'm a Gummy Bear' song from 2006. It was an internet meme.
  
• 8.
• 9. Lapite Oludayo (his stage name was Fekete Pákó (Black Pákó)) is a Nigerian born man who lives in Hungary and he enjoyed some degree of celebrity status from about 2000 to 2010. He started out as a singer but later on he mostly appeared in TV shows. He was one of those performers who were so bad and untalented that it drew attention.
  
• 10. Maybe a reference to Bon Jovi, an American rock band, formed in 1983.
  
• 11. 'Fos' is Hungarian slang for diarrhea.
• 12. He's implying that someone is going to get punched in the face.

Whiskey bottles

(2x)
Whiskey bottles are lying everywhere
You're playing music in a bar1every night
It boggles my mind, how quick your hands are going
You are playing sramli2right now
 
Don't you argue with me, 'cause I am like this!
When I deal you the cards, you'll get 3+23
Lagzi Lajcsi4is like this
Only he can be my role model and no one else!
 
Whiskey bottles are lying everywhere
You're playing music in a bar every night
It boggles my mind, how quick your hands are going
You are playing sramli right now
 
I was getting naughty in my bed
Then I've dreamt about all sorts of stuff
Like if I fall asleep next to a police woman
I'll pull my boot on her head
Hold my hand when the bomb goes off!
The girls are waiting for me at the sex bar
We do reach the very top of the record charts
But we don't know who was there before us5
 
(2x)
Whiskey bottles are lying everywhere
You're playing music in a bar every night
It boggles my mind, how quick your hands are going
You are playing sramli right now
 
Don't you argue with me, 'cause I am like this!
When I deal you the cards, you'll get 3+2
Lagzi Lajcsi is like this
Only he can be my role model and no one else!
 
Whiskey bottles are lying everywhere
You're playing music in a bar every night
It boggles my mind, how quick your hands are going
You are playing sramli right now
 
Here's a new hit song, that's just for you
Anyone who listen to this, will cut their wrists open
I picked up on the style very quick
When I went to a rural wedding party
Because for me, it was like a natural compulsion
This is the kind of success, that doesn't happen twice
We do as many gigs, as many stars are on the sky
It's so good, that there isn't four of us6
 
(3x)
Whiskey bottles are lying everywhere
You're playing music in a bar every night
It boggles my mind, how quick your hands are going
You are playing sramli right now
 

• 1. Or 'café'.
• 2. A style of Viennese folk music originating in the late nineteenth century and still performed in present-day Austria.
  
• 3. There is a Hungarian music group called '3+2 együttes' (3+2 band).
  
• 4. Lajos Galambos (1961 -) better known by his stage name, Lagzi Lajcsi (Wedding Party Louie) is a Hungarian musician who plays mostly the kind of music that's popular at rural dance parties, wedding parties.
  
• 5. The word 'előd' is capitalized in this line, so I think it could be a reference to Előd Császár (1973 - ) a Hungarian singer and DJ.
  'Előd' means 'predecessor' but it can also be a male given name.
  
• 6. The band that performed this song (Irigy Hónaljmirigy) originally had eight memebers.

You're the peasants!

Oh, may your flesh fall off you right now!
May your cat disappear and may your eyes turn glassy like that of a fish!
May a bear give you a hug and the kid should smile in the fish tank all night!1
 
I'm the Showman!
I need devi-devi-devilish lines, I need good lines2
(I'm the Showman!)
You are the peasants, hey look, hello to you!3
You are the peasants, hey look, hello to you!
 
Párápárápá4
You are the peasants!
Hey look! Hello to you!
You are the peasants!
Hey look! Hello to you!
 
Oh, may your flesh fall off you right now!
May your cat disappear and may your eyes turn glassy like that of a fish!
May a bear give you a hug and the kid should smile in the fish tank all night, brrr brrrr, may Péter Doszpot5draw the outline of your body!
 
I want to attend the opera ball because that place needs a roma6boy
Alain Delon7has cancelled his appearance, so I'll be the main event, this is rare like a white crow
The old lady can come to me for an autograph, I like Tünde Kiszel8anyway
But the security guard at the door crushes my hopes, I can’t set foot inside
I'm the showman, what do you mean you don't want me? Me, the showman?!
Lots of folks come, they wear tuxes and they're beautiful, everyone's car has a chauffeur
Well, I got money too, judging by how things look I could still be the phantom of the opera9
May the devil whup their asses, the ones who are watching the gate, what do I need an invitation for?
It can't be a big issue, because he gets inside like James Bond, a security guy10, a dashing guy
I'm the showman!
 
Párápárápá
You are the peasants!
Hey look! Hello to you!
You are the peasants!
Hey look! Hello to you!
 
Párápárápá
You are the peasants!
Hey look! Hello to you!
You are the peasants!
Hey look! Hello to you!
 
I need devi-devi-devilish lines, I need good lines
I need devi-devi-devilish lines, I need good lines
I need devi-devi-devilish lines, I need good lines
I need devi-devi-devilish lines, I need good lines
 
I want to attend the opera ball because that place needs a roma boy
Alain Delon has cancelled his appearance, so I'll be the main event, this is rare like a white crow
I'm just scratching my head, my wife is schmoozing me to take her to the ball
But reality is only a show11, there's no need to talk because I'll never change, no matter what
I'm the showman!
 
Párápárápá
You are the peasants!
Hey look! Hello to you!
You are the peasants!
Hey look! Hello to you!
 
Párápárápá
You are the peasants!
Hey look! Hello to you!
You are the peasants!
Hey look! Hello to you!
 
I need devi-devi-devilish lines, I need good lines
I need devi-devi-devilish lines, I need good lines
I need devi-devi-devilish lines, I need good lines
I need devi-devi-devilish lines, I need good lines
 
Dom-dom-dom-döröm-döm
Is this how you should do it, huh?! What?!
You call this a production? What, girl?! This is how you do it?!
 
Á-brrr-á-brrr-á-brrr-á-brrr-á-brbrrbbrbbrrr
 
I'm the showman!
 
Párápárápá
You are the peasants!
Hey look! Hello to you!
You are the peasants!
Hey look! Hello to you!
 
(I'm the showman!)
 
Párápárápá
You are the peasants!
Hey look! Hello to you!
You are the peasants!
Hey look! Hello to you!
 
Párápárápá
You are the peasants!
Hey look! Hello to you!
You are the peasants!
Hey look! Hello to you!
 
Párápárápá
You are the peasants!
Hey look! Hello to you!
You are the peasants!
Hey look! Hello to you!
 

• 1. These are tongue-in-cheek gypsy curses.
• 2. This parody was performed in 'gypsy style', gypsy words and stereotypical gypsy intonation is being used.
• 3. 'Peasant' in this case is a derogatory gypsy word for non-gypsies.
• 4. This doesn't mean anything, just singing gibberish to the rhythm.
• 5. Péter Doszpot (1962 -) was a policeman, famous in Hungary for a number of high profile murder cases, he later became a politician.
  As for the drawing of the outline, he's referring to the chalk outline, drawn around dead bodies at crime scenes.
  
  
• 6.
• 7. A French actor and filmmaker.
  
• 8. Tünde Kiszel (1959 -) is a Hungarian media personality, TV show host.
  
• 9.
• 10. I can't translate 'Győző-védő' to English.
  It's a mashup of two thing.
  1. Győző Gáspár (1974 -) is a Hungarian media personality of gypsy heritage.
  
  
  2. 'Őrző-védő' means 'guarding and defending'.
  For example 'őrző-védő cég' means 'security company' and 'őrző-védő kutya' means 'security dog'.
• 11. This is pun on reality shows.
  The previously mentioned Győző Gáspár has appeared in at least one of them.

Hyenas

I keep a message
I save it among memories
[of] Good things and mistakes
I'll keep you away
Because [when we were] near [each other] we fought
Nothing we enjoyed
 
Keep me away
Immersed deep in guilt
 
The two of us like hyenas
We don't have feelings anymore
And if I come back
I wouldn't love you like before
The two of us like hyenas
We don't have feelings anymore
And if you were to stay
Do you think we would be winners today
 
I don't keep a diary anymore
I have everything in [my] heart
I have no hard feelings anymore
We were in love, so much [in love]
[Pre-Chorus]
Keep me away
Immersed deep in guilt
 
The two of us like hyenas
We don't have feelings anymore
And if I come back
I wouldn't love you like before
The two of us like hyenas
We don't have feelings anymore
And if you were to stay
Do you think we would be winners today
 
Do you think we would be?
Do you think we would be?
 
The two of us like hyenas
We don't have feelings anymore
And if I come back
I wouldn't love you like before
The two of us like hyenas
We don't have feelings anymore
And if you were to stay
Do you think we would be winners today
 

Yours

Versions: #1
Gipeojin haru gireojin nae geurimja
Jeo meolli haeneun jeomulgo isseo
Jiteo ganeun eodum sokeseo hyemeigo inna bwa
igose gachyeobeorin geolkka
 
Ajikdo sum swineun got
Geugose dagagaya hae
 
Every day you seem too far away
Every time you do I tell my self
igoseseo gidarigo isseo
 
Every night I see you in my heart
Every time I do I end up crying
Eodum soke neoreul bulleojumyeon
 
Naegereo deullyeooneun geon
Gipeun nae sumgyeoldeul
 
Sigani meomcheobeorin got
ijen da dwedullyeoya hae
 
Every day you seem too far away
Every time you do I tell my self
igoseseo gidarigo isseo
 
Every night I see you in my heart
Every time I do I end up crying
Eodum soke neoreul bulleojumyeon
 
illeongineun taeyangi sum swineun got
Nan ajik itaereo meomcheo
 
Every day you seem too far away
Every time you do I tell my self
igoseseo gidarigo isseo
 
Every night I see you in my heart
Every time I do I end up crying
Eodum soke neoreul bulleojumyeon
 

Heming and The Troll Woman

Good evening you troll-mother,
who rakes her nose in the fire,
Would you loan me a roof tonight,
so late here on this Yuletide’s eve
 
Yes you shall you have a roof with me,
but damned I shall evade your trapping
Who are you now, a vagabond
so late here on this Yuletide’s eve
 
For certain, I am no vagabond,
and neither such will I be called,
but I have come here to the mountain
after searching with goodwill
 
Oh, you have come here to the mountain
to be here for the whole of your days
so then I shall climb out upon land
in order to announce our wedding
 
So therein he unlatched the first door,
then would he unlatch the other